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Enthralled

2009-09-07T11:22:00.004+08:00

The following morning Carlo arrived at Linda’s house breaking the news that he is getting married with Cecilia that afternoon. Linda could see that he looks happy. She could not breathe; it was like something was suffocating her heart. She wanted to cry but she couldn’t. Then before she could say anything Carlo leaved. She wanted to scream his name and beg him to stay, but she couldn’t. Everything was in a blur and intoxicating. Nausea creeps in. She stood frozen, staring at her beautiful necklace which sparkles so heavenly. It made her forget all her problems. She pressed it hard near her heart.

Her nanay ran towards her, shaking her.

She awakens. It was a dream, a nightmare, the worst nightmare. She grabs her necklace. It was missing. She was sure she never took it off. She stood up and started searching for it.

Her nanay was puzzled, “What are you looking for anak? What’s the matter?”
Linda turned to her nanay. She looked so pale. “Have you seen my necklace, the one with a black gem?”

“No. I didn’t see you wearing any necklace anak.”

“LIAR! You took it! You wanted it! You stole it!” Linda was in fury that she pushed her Nanay. She was slammed to the wall. She was shocked at the strength of her daughter. It was like a demon possessed her. Linda’s tatay came rushing in the room. Then Linda turned to him and accused him that he stole the necklace.

Mang Naldo was confused. “What’s going on? I did not saw you wearing any necklace anak.”

Linda slapped him. She was so strong that her tatay fell into the floor. He was shocked by his daughter’s strength. Aling Pina was crying in fear and rushed towards her husband.

Linda was sneering at her parents. “Puta! You thieves! That necklace is mine! It was mine ever since!”

Mang Naldo was angry at the way her daughter acted. He tried to take hold of her but she was so strong. It was like a demon possessed her. Her parents can no longer control her wrath. They were so scared that they flee away from the room and locked her in. Her father directly rushed to their nearest neighbour to ask for help. Linda screamed in fury. It was a very creep scream. Her father can hear it so clearly even if he was already far from their house, engulf in the darkness of the road.

I'm letting you go for sanity's sake.

Thoughts Buried in my Pillow

2009-08-25T23:41:00.002+08:00

The band started to play their piece to announce the arrival of Carlo, with him was Linda. They were greeted with buzzes of reassured gossips from the guests. Don Artemio was so shocked, while, evil thoughts were lurking around Dona Soledad’s mind. The Mayor gave Don Artemio a questioning look. Dona Catalina studied Linda carefully, then smiled at Don Artemio, “Don’t worry that poor girl is nothing compared to my daughter. Surely, Carlo will fall in love instantly with Cecilia”.

Dona Soledad approached her son and kissed him in the cheek, then, gave Linda a hug, “Oh I’m so glad you’re here sweetheart!”

Mayor and Dona Catalina were outrageously shocked. Don Artemio was red with rage, “What is this?!”

Dona Soledad smiling sweetly at her husband, “Calm down my love. Let’s give her a break. We’re here to celebrate the safe arrival of my son. Let’s be happy!”

She drags Linda into the crowd “A little girl talk! Look at you sweetheart, you don’t look appropriate enough, but don’t worry I got the right accessories to match your cheap dress.”

Linda looked puzzled and can’t think of a word or two to escape Dona Soledad. While, Carlo can no longer reject his mother’s offer since the two ladies were lost in the crowd and his father was introducing him to someone.

Cecilia finally captures Carlo’s attention. He was amazed by Cecilia’s intelligence. From a far, Linda saw the two in deep conversation. She saw the way Cecilia smiles at Carlo. She was furious with jealousy. Dona Soledad saw this and loved the show.
“Sweet Linda, how about this necklace? This will surely add beauty to your cheap dress.”

It was a beautiful necklace. In it was a black gem that sparkles so mystically. The moment Linda saw the necklace; it was like hypnotism that she could not resist it. She snatched it greedily from Dona Soledad and wore it, thinking that it will make her look lovelier than Cecilia.

Dona Soledad smiled sinisterly, “I see you liked it a lot. It’s yours all yours!”

Linda confidently approached Carlo and Cecilia. She holds Carlo’s hands and smiled, “Oh, Sweetheart!”

Can no longer keep this longing to hold you in my arms...even if it's only in my dreams.

Long Days Longer Nights

2009-08-02T02:01:00.003+08:00

The big house was alighted with joy and glamour that night. It was full of chattering and laughter, music playing, chandeliers sparkles, and a great feast was prepared. The beloved son is returning for summer and the mayor will be there to greet him. Don Artemio and Dona Soledad are so excited because the mayor agreed in the betrothal of their children. It was for the best interests!

“I heard that your son has an intimacy with a nothing in this barrio?”

Don Artemio shook his head nervously. “Oh, false rumours! I am sure that there’s no one so pretty and lovely than your daughter Mayor.”

“By the way, where is Carlo?” asked the Mayor.

“Don’t worry! I am sure he is on his way here now. “

Then, everyone fell silent. The mayor’s daughter arrived. She was wearing a gown that sparkles in every way, as she herself was glowing with grace, beauty and glamour. She looked so fabulous. Everyone marvelled at her.

“Ah! Don Artemio, Dona Soledad, meet Cecilia my daughter and Catalina my beloved wife.”

Dona Soledad fell into her sweetest courtesy. “Oh! Such a wonder you are my dearest!”

“Truly a wonder!” smiled Don Artemio, “I heard that you also studied at the city.”

“The finest school for girls!” boasted the Mayor, “She is also active with several organizations! Tell them about your achievements Princess.”

“Yes papa,” replied Cecilia “I am currently studying Arts and I am to graduate next year. I am also active in my organization for the women, protecting their rights as equal as those of men and to show that women are capable of having a career.”

“Oh, you are not only beauty!” said Dona Soledad “You are also gifted with intelligence and a good heart. I am sure that my Carlo will fall in love with you at first sight.”

Cecilia smiled, “It is surely a pleasure to meet him. Where is he?”

Tired of waiting, wondering, and dreaming. Will we ever meet again? Will these dreams of romance with you becomes a reality? Nevertheless, hope in my heart is still burning for you, even if it will take me forever!

Day Dreams

2009-07-29T23:51:00.003+08:00

At the barrio, Linda was helping her Nanay with the household chores. However, her mind was wondering about. There is a strange glow in Linda that day. Everything was wonderful for her even if the weather was too humid. The grass was drying up, there were no birds chirping and singing, and the barrio was silent as everyone dose for a siesta. Nevertheless, deep in Linda’s heart it was the joyous day! Carlo will return to the barrio for his summer break and they will be together again even for only two months.
Even on the way to the palengke, the unbearable dusty road and the sun at its peak, Linda give no notice to that as she was thinking of only one person so dear to her heart. The dusty road seemed to lead to nowhere but a smelting heat on the horizon and a silhouette figure standing. Linda squinted to see who that was. The built and height looks familiar to her. As they drawn closer to each other, she figured out that it was no other but Carlo. Her heart rushed as she meet him with a hug.
The journey to the palengke was full of laughter and love. Carlo grew more handsome and more respectable than before, even if he looked so sweaty and covered with dust. The moment he arrived at the barrio he went straight ahead to Nina. He wanted to surprise her for a dinner invitation that night.
“What for Carlo? They will just shove me away!”
“I’ve decided that it is time that Mama and Papa will accept you. No matter what will happen, I promise to protect you!”

Just staring at the ceiling not minding the heat of a summer afternoon.

I cannot sleep!

2009-03-17T03:03:00.004+08:00

Dona Soledad was too scared to take the advice of the late mangbabarang. She wondered if ever all those money she gave to the church would save her from the eternal fires. She was sure that it was not her fault if ever the mangbabarang died. However, she also made a promise to that mangbabarang and was scared of the consequences.

“I guess my money is enough and I can even add up when my unico hijo will be a doctor and marry a rich girl, the daughter of the mayor!”

The lights are off and my eyes adjusted in the dark. There I was lying, staring at the ceiling, and listening to midnight's silence.

a nightmare

2008-10-29T11:33:00.007+08:00

Dona Soledad consulted the town witch. She asked the mangbabarang to make Linda suffer. The Mangbabarang was so happy to be of service. She gave Dona Soledad a a stone that glistens like a black pearl at night and turns to a cold distant stone in the mornings.
Mangbabarang: Place this stone right through her heart at night when it glistens so beautifully and let dark magik do the trick!
The town witch chuckles so loud that could make all the creatures in the mountain quiver with fear. Then the Mangbabarang died.
Dona Soledad so scared and terrified flee as fast as she can.

I tried to open my eyes but I can't. I tried to move and scream, but no sound came from my mouth. A minute of struggle and I woke up drenched in sweat and gasping for breath.

Is it?

2008-10-05T16:06:00.007+08:00

I think it was a dream...

There's this lovers. They love each other so much, of course, they are lovers.

The girl was named Linda. A sweet charming girl. She was used of the hardships in life. His father was only a farmer and her mother sells puto at the market. They live in a kubo, at the outskirts of a vast palayan.

The boy was named Carlo. A sweet charming boy. He is a medicine student. His parents wants him to be a doctor someday. They always told him: "Iho, we are so proud of you! You are going to be a doctor! You have a very rich future, of course, disease and ailments are companions in this life. You are going to help people at the same time have lots of money". He lives in a big house with lots of maids and boys to do the household chores. Yes, they are rich! They own a very vast palayan.

Linda and Carlo are ultimately in love. They met since they were still kids. It was as if they were born to be with each other. But their status in life are different with each other. And as most stories were (or should I say telenovelas?), it's gonna be Linda & Carlo against the world...
Carlo's parents found out about the love affair and they were outraged! Linda's parents found out about the love affair and they were scared!

Aling Pina: Linda forget about Carlo. Your putting yourself into danger. You know what Don Artemio and Dona Soledad could do to us...to you...to this family!
Mang Naldo: I know you love Carlo! But this won't be good for the both of you!
Linda: No one can dictate a heart when it starts beating! I'm sorry Nay! I'm sorry Tay! But, I love Carlo so much! I will take the risk for both of us!

And so, those are the happenings at the little kubo...Not that far away from what's going on at the big house.

Don Artemio: Are you crazy?! You are in love to that nobody girl who has nothing! Who's life is nothing!
Dona Soledad: What's wrong with you? We brought you up with all we can. We educate you at the City and paid lots for that, for you to have a good life! Why? There's so many pretty, rich, educated girls in your school. Yet you choose that nobody? That nothing?
Carlo: I love her! There's nothing you can do about it! I will take the risk for both of us!

Conversations were cut as Linda and Carlo walked out. They don't want to listen any further from their parents.

Weeks passed...Carlo and Linda are still so in love with each other. It was then, Dona Soledad wants to do something about such unacceptable love affair!

...then I woke up

hiwaga

2008-09-21T12:46:00.000+08:00

How to answer questions properly in order to get what I wanted?

I never felt so stupid in my life before!

Now I'm stupid!

My brain stopped functioning!

Even if I'll drink a river of chai tea, I forgot how to be smart!

Now I'm just looking at this blank page writing what I'm thinking.

Answering that question means a lot to me!

It does!

Euro2008 Finals

2008-07-06T18:59:00.005+08:00

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Anawangin, Zambales

2008-05-31T19:27:00.005+08:00

Photos from Flickr.com

The beauty nature bestowed to us, Anawangin, Zambales. The first time when I saw the pictures, I really couldn't believe that such place existed here in the Philippines.

First look, it seemed like to be from some other place considering that it was full of Pine trees. This is frequented by Photo Enthusiasts, Nature Lovers, Campers, and Adventurers.

According to our Service Manager, after Zambales was devistated from the explosion of Mt. Pinatubo, NGO's and different organizations brought varieties of trees to plant. That's why if you happen to pass by Zambales, at one part it'll be full of Mahogany trees and in the other part is full of Pine trees. What make's it amazing is that the Pine trees prosper in the place. I think the explosions and ashes from the volcano did the magic. For the beach, before the volcanic explosion, it was not as white as it looks now. Imagine how fantastic nature can be. Everything was not a lost after all, but a birth to something new.

Someday, I hope I could visit this place. Also, I hope that it'll stay forever as it is today. Call me selfish if you want, but I hope this place won't be visited by those who wanted to make money from it, like develop it with resorts and beach clubs. I hope that the local government will strive and give it's best to preserve this beauty.

Actually, next week me and my officemates planned to go there. Sana tuloy!

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke

2008-05-24T19:25:00.005+08:00

I felt so lucky to be one of those who has read this book. So far, the best book I've read after Stardust by Neil Gaiman. This book was the first novel of Susanna Clarke. I just loved the creativity she pulled through to mix with Napoleone di Buonaparte war history and (of course) the footnotes. The magic she employed with this book is quite unbelievable.

This book is about magic. It is about the revival of English Magic by two magicians. The first was Mr. Norrell a very selfish man who wants to bring back magic in England. At the same time, he wants to keep all the books and knowledge of magic by himself. The second magician was Jonathan Strange, who became Mr. Norrell's pupil. He was brilliant, charming, arrogant, and the British weapon against Napoleone. Eventually, the broke their partnership and soon became enemies. Both have different views about magic, fairy, and John Uskglass "The Raven King". Everything then was full of twists as the magical journey continues with the "Gentleman with the thistle down hair", Stephen Black, Arabella, Sir Walter Pole, Duke Wellington, Lord Byron, Lord Liverpool, Lady Pole, the Greysteels, Vinculus, Mr. Segundus, John Childermass, the footman and manservants, long dances, skulls and bones, the stones, trees, and rains, fairy roads, enchantments, cold winter, eternal darkness, and of course Ravens!

After reading the book, I feel so empty. The prophecy was fulfilled. The journey has come to an end. It was a very good book and delightful to read. It is not like everyday you get yourself tangled with a book that will amaze you. I guess that's the reason why I am so attached with it. It is one of a kind.

It's a good thing Mr Norrell didn't use any magic to make it disappear or maybe Jonathan Strange counteract Norrell's magic.

Bye Bye!

2008-05-13T20:07:00.003+08:00

I am emotional again. I just couldn't believe how changes occur out of the sudden. Ever since I graduated elementary, I'm used saying goodbyes to people I care so much. And when I graduated highschool, it was my time to leave my comfort zone and the people I care so much. That's life! I've been travelling for 5 years now. For 5 years, I've been away from home. And those 5 years, I've been missing so many people big time! I have to admit that somehow it was fun discovering something new from life, especially, meeting friends along the way. You'll find yourself getting lost and found by people that will inspire you and help you out. The feeling of gaining a new friend is so rewarding. But everything changes. Nothing stays as it was no matter how fun it has been. Changes comes abruptly in your life, most of the time, you don't notice it! I just felt so bad today. People in your life come and go. Worst, it is so hard to let go! I just noticed in the office, one by one people are leaving. They are great people! They inspired me somehow to go to work. For the whole 8hrs and 6 days of staying in the office every week, they make you laugh and completes your day. They're great friends. Although, there's some new employees, but they can never fill in the void...

...because nothing stays the same!

Behind Bars

2008-03-03T19:17:00.003+08:00

My life is so boring lately! I am so boring! Everybody is boring! I want to make the most of my life, but, how? I can't even get off this boring world that I'm living right now! Why is it happiness seems so impossible? I tried to be happy and smile with people. However, it never worked! I'm stuck! I can't get out! Is there a way out? Maybe I'm having this SUMMER Emptiness Syndrome again or FRIENDS Emptiness Syndrome, or if not, BOYFRIEND Emptiness Syndrome? I guess it is SUMMER Emptiness Syndrome, well, it's been months now since I wanted to go to the Beach and get sunburn. I WANT TO GO TO THE BEACH, SUNBURN!!! Hell, I'm so burnt up with this life!

I guess all of this is just an illusion.

I want to watch Maroon 5. But then, I think my Human Credit Card was cut-off last week. Argh! Boring! Want to try something new! Do something new! And own a new camera phone - CYBERSHOT! I want to edit pictures, lots of pictures of beautiful people and beautiful places!

I guess all of this is just an illusion.

It's Been A While

2008-01-30T17:50:00.000+08:00

I missed this blog. It's been like 49 years already, since, the last time I wrote an article. I just got tried of the internet connection we got at my aunt's house. I thought SmartBroke was the worst internet connection but then I have to face the cruelty of a dial up connection. Internet games is the main reason why my aunt doesn't want to avail for a faster internet connection. Well, my cousin needs a serious disciplining to do when it comes to concentrating with his studies. There's a lot of temptation for him; playstation, gameboy, and internet games. Well, that's the main reason!

Aside from that, there's nothing much that had happened in my life lately. My life is so boring. It's always been ME, MYSELF, and MY ALTER-EGO. One thing is for sure, I miss my friends a lot! I really really really do! Well, I do have new found friends but the level of closeness is not yet that much. It is still different when you're with those whom you're comfortable with and those you've been through with the twists and turns in life for 4years. It is just really different when you see them everyday and to laugh with them every single hour. I am very lucky with them and I just really missed them so much!

There's nothing much to write.

Does the President Cry?

2007-11-29T17:17:00.000+08:00

Whoever is the President of our Country, do they cry? Since I was born, it seems like nobody's happy with whoever sits in that presidential post. The only lucky one was President Ramos. Is it because he was a former general? President Cory was reported to be hiding under her bed during an uprising. President Estrada was ousted, undergone a court trial, and was guilty of corruption. Yet, he's still lucky because President Arroyo was accused to be illegitimate and a corrupt president. Thus, he gained respect again in spite of what happened in the past. Today, President Arroyo was again asked to resign. There were a lot of impeachment complaints raised against her, but, none of it succeeded. Accusations were thrown to her husband, FG. Many surveys were made just to prove and tell the public that she's not popular anymore and people don't trust her anymore. Couple of bombs exploded pointing that the government is not that effective at all. Just today, a so called coup d'etat is happening at the Manila Pennisula. I just finished reading the website by those leading the protest. After all those political turmoil thingy, I find it hard to believe to those protesters and to the administration. It always happen in every president. A professor once shared to our class a story about the rectum which at the conclusion of the story is that the boss is always the asshole.

Today is such a hell day for the President. Well, everyday is a hell day for a President here in our country. I'm just wondering if they ever cry? They're human also. Just knowing that somebody hated you so much really bothers. In the case of a President, knowing that there's a number of people hating them, how do they handle it? Do they cry at night when they're alone? Do they ever regret that they won as a President? Do they ever think of resigning if only their pride would let them? Do they consider migrating to a place where people just disappear? Do they come across with the idea committing suicide? It takes a lot of courage to be a President. It takes a lot of courage to sacrifice happiness for power. It takes a lot of pride to continue living everyday.

I would never dare to dream to be a President of this country. It'll just make my life miserable. And life is too short to be living in such a miserable state.

Philippine Medical Schools

2007-10-04T12:52:00.000+08:00

This is a very controversial scene from ABC's Desperate Housewives show. I saw this on TV last night and it was very insulting.

"Susan (Teri Hatcher): "Can I just check those diplomas because I just want to make sure that they are not from some med school in the Philippines."

I just wonder how did they came up with such a bad script. I'm insulted as a Filipino, at the same time, angry because U.S. depends so much with Filipino nurses, caregivers, and doctors and yet they were able to connote those practitioners negatively.

I know that this medical diaspora our country is experiencing right now will lower the quality of medical assistance us Filipinos are getting. There will be lack of doctors and nurses, especially, in the rural areas. But, this also strengthens the quality of our MEDICAL SCHOOLS because of the strict standards the international community are imposing from our nurses, caregivers, and doctors. Also, the determination to give high quality care from those aspiring nurses, caregivers, and doctors to their foreign patients. A pride that each of us Filipinos have. The reason why hearing such negative phrase about the quality of education we are getting is very INSULTING because they aren't true at all! ABC and Desperate Housewives owe us major apology for airing such ignorant and racist remarks from a stupid scriptwriter.

This episode brought a lot of angry replies from Filipinos worldwide. You can actually read about it from a lot of blogs and websites. Also, petitions are circulated throughout the internet. ABC should do something about this.

Childhood Tears

2007-09-08T00:53:00.000+08:00

I'm 21 yrs old already. It means that I have to take charge of my life, Totally! I miss being a kid with no worries but to play games and try not to get caught every time you break something. Well, not much happened on my birthday last September 3. I just eat some food and do some church visits to thank God and lit some candles.

Yeah, I'm old enough to spend my parents money. I have to earn my own now, which actually kept me so busy this past few days.

The so-called HUNT!

I'm hating it.

Scribbles on the LIST.

Wish I to land on my dream job.

Can't Hardly Wait for Christmas to come!!!

Coffee vs Milk

2007-09-02T23:45:00.000+08:00

If it is coffee vs milk, i will prefer coffee than milk. Ever since my childhood, I love coffee than milk or milo (malt-milk-cocoa). My father usually warns me that coffee would stop you from growing tall. I guess it is true? No, it's my genes. I just love the aroma and its taste. During my college years (omg i'm old!), especially those Balay Ilonggo dorm moments, caffeine runs through my veins! Now, I'm realizing that it is not healthy to drink coffee at most 3 times a day. Coffee is a good start for your day. But, drinking it also before going to sleep has bad effects in the long run. At first, I thought that coffee awaking effects only when you've stopped drinking coffee for some period and when your used to it, you'll still get sleepy even drinking 3 glasses. Not until all those coffee-drinking-marathon-years took its big blow on me because lately I have troubles sleeping early and sometimes its already 6am that I dozed off. Now, I still drink coffee but not everyday and not that raw anymore. I mix it with milo or cream or milk and put only a very small amount of it. Before I sleep, I'm drinking milk instead of coffee for stronger bones and teeth. I'm still sleeping late but not as late as 3am or 6am. I'm a junk sleeper. I'm always blogging late at night. Hehe.

Cooking 101

2007-09-02T22:38:00.000+08:00

Cooking seems easy, but in the actual, it is quite complicated. That is for those who can't cook. That's my view for cooking. Well, I'm really not that stupid not to know how to saing rice and cook lucky me pancit canton. I know the basics...yeah I do! Hmmm...

One of the basics: Bacon nicely cooked by "yours truly", with golden-reddish glow.

This is the Chicken found murdered. The autopsy report showed that this chicken was drowned alive. Poor chicken! Hehe! Okie, I over cooked it a bit. I have a good excuse why this happened. To save oil, I used the bacon oil to fry this fish. I know that the oil and the pan was pretty hot already so I low-down the fire. I was just combing my beautiful hair. When I came back, it looks like a chicken already. Kidding! When I came back, it is black all over and the pan was smoking.

To my surprise, when I tasted it, it was not burned after all. The oil and pan were so hot already after cooking the bacon, that's why the surfaced where blacken. The insides were perfectly fine and was cooked well. It's the inside that matters, just like beauty.

The Tiger!

2007-08-30T20:41:00.000+08:00

I was watching TV Patrol and I learned that there's no tigers in Africa. Tigers are only found in Siberia and Asia, except for Zoo's. In connection to my previous post "Munting Pangarap", I'll still go to Africa for safari tripping and (instead of tigers) look for a tiny Elephant and a fat Giraffe. Well, I'm not sure of going to Siberia to see tigers in the zoo because I heard that it is cold there and all I could imagine is the image of a cold Siberian forest. So, I think India is the place to see tigers.

Grocery!

2007-08-28T00:17:00.000+08:00

I was scanning the computer files and discovered some pictures that I'm supposed to blog about 2 weeks ago. I forgot about them because of the TumbleBugs mania that invaded our dear computer. My mother was unstoppable from playing the game. Anyway, the pictures were captured using a camera phone while doing some grocery with my uncle and mother at Robinson's. This was in preparation for El Salvador's fiesta last August 16, where, I miraculously survived creating 3 types of salads without any idea how. Well, I know I'm so lame not to know how to make a salad considering that I'm a female specie. I never dared to get myself involved in the kitchen especially when there are guests because I'm scared the dish that I made might not be edible enough for eating. Plus, there are millions of people in this world who can't afford eating 3 meals a day and with me cooking in our kitchen have a big possibility of wasting food. I just don't have the guts in cooking. Enough with alibis and back to Robinson's.

The List...it is very important! Too bad I'm having a hard time comprehending my uncle's handwriting.

Vegetable and Fruits section goes first! It is very important that the dishes served are nutritious because...Makulay and Buhay sa Sinabawang Gulay!

Dati ang gulay ‘di ko tinitikman
Parati na lang iniiwasan
Pero ang gulay ay masarap pala
Kapag sinabawan mo siya

Makulay (makulay)
Ang buhay (ang buhay)
Makulay ang buhay
Sa sinabawang gulay

Sinabawang gulay, sarap talaga
Ang bawat higop ay puno ng saya
Sinabawang gulay, sarap namnamin
Lumalakas ako, lahat ay kayang gawin

Makulay (makulay)
Ang buhay (ang buhay)
Makulay ang buhay
Sa sinabawang gulay

Filling the big cart with the essential ingredients.

I was assigned to push the cart...chicken!

Pushing the cart until it was full and heavy. While, cursing because I was having difficulty navigating it at nadadala na ako sa ikot ng cart!

And not to forget the small details.

Okie...small details checked! After 2 1/2 hours, we headed for the counter. Finally!

I realized that doing some grocery is a fun thing to do...not until you get to the counter and pay your bills! Oh, and I hate shopping! Grocery is better than shopping. I just hated strolling around the mall hours and hours finding the right dress-shoes-sandals-blouse-jeans and (most of the time-for me) ended up with nothing but lost of energy. It is not easy to decide whether these pairs with that or that with those or these with that, etc. I remembered the time me and my sister searched the whole Glorietta, Greenbelt, SM Makati and SM Mall of Asia for the Havaianas that I wanted. Very exhausting!

Munting Pangarap

2007-08-21T23:26:00.000+08:00

Pangarap Number 1. Gusto kong mag-safari tripping sa Africa at maka-hug ng Friendly Tiger.

Pangarap Number 2. Pumunta ng Hawaii para matutong mag-Surf at makakita ng lava.

Pangarap Number 3. Makakita ng Snow sa Antartica.

Pangarap Number 4. Makapanood ng concert ni Sarah Brightman sa Germany.

Pangarap Number 5. Makasakay ng camel sa desert.

Pangarap Number 6. Magparty sa Jamaica.

Pangarap Number 7. Food Trip sa Italy.

Pangarap Number 8. Magbisekleta sa Paris.

Pangarap Number 9. Mag-Ice Skating sa Russia.

Pangarap Number 10. Akyatin ang pyramid sa Egypt.

Pangarap Number 11. Mag-football sa Spain.

Pangarap Number 12. Sumakay ng bangka sa Thailand.

Pangarap Number 13. Makasakay ng train sa Japan.

Pangarap Number 14. Tumawid sa Time Square.

Pangarap Number 15. Magswimming sa Maldives.

Pangarap Number 16. Makakita ng aurora borealis sa Alaska.

Pangarap Number 17. Sumakay ng Ferris Wheel sa London.

Pangarap Number 18. Maka-jogging sa Great Wall of China.

Pangarap Number 19. Makinig ng misa sa Vatican.

Pangarap Number 20. Magsulat sa blog ko dito sa bahay.

McDonald's

2007-08-19T01:51:00.000+08:00

Last week I was craving for fast food because of The Weatherman Movie I saw on HBO. Fast foods were thrown at Nicolas Cage. Watching that movie makes me hungry, considering I was watching Iron Chef before the movie. It was around 10:45pm and Jollibee Tibanga is still open, so I convinced my parents to buy some Jollibee food and they agreed! While eating, I remembered how much I missed McDonald's. I like McDonald's than Jollibee. Their burger is much yummier and I loved their Coke Float. It's been month's since I've eaten at McDonald's. Too bad there's no McDonald's here in Iligan. The following two days, I ended up eating Jollibee fast food and still craving for McDonald's. Until, last Wednesday, we were at McDonald's Limketkai! Yehey! I never thought it would happen! I ordered Coke Float (of course) and Crispy Chicken Fillet. Make that the 4th day of fast food marathon. I'm eating unhealthy foods. Well, it's not like everyday.

Yehey! I never thought it would happen! I ordered Coke Float (of course) and Crispy Chicken Fillet. Make that the 4th day of fast food marathon. I'm eating unhealthy foods. Well, it's not like everyday.

Love Floats! =)

Aargh!

2007-08-12T17:08:00.000+08:00

Yesterday I was surfing the net again to look for job postings that might interest me. I do found one at Smart Careers. But, first you must make a resume using their own resume-generator-something because you don't have to email it to them you just simply click click and click. Their resume-generator-something was not that easy to fill-up. You must remember the month-date-and-year you attended your classes in elementary, high school, and college. One thing is sure, I forgot the date, although, it is easy to remember the month and year that is of course June! However, you can't simply skip the date, so I just choose the date (if it turns out to be a Saturday I don't care anymore) that I want to put in there, anyway, they won't ask during the interview if the date you put in there was accurate or not. I was able to save that and submit and click. Following the click was for you to fill up your skills, affiliations, languages spoken/written, and other necessary information. I finished filling them up...BROWNOUT! I wasn't able to submit it and click for next. Argh! So I have to fill up that page again and (oh!) it has some of those stupid dates again in the organization part that I filled up with the numbers I liked. Actually, I was quite confident that the history page would save a little bit of it. Until the electricity was back again, I looked for it in the history page and unfortunately I have to fill it up all over again, though, I could just log in and continue updating that resume. I was kind of natamad so I decided to finish it this afternoon na lang.

Too bad! If they have a very lame SmartBro service...I'm not going to wonder why! I can't continue updating my resume because there was a problem with their site.

It says that the browser should be like this and like that and if I'm not sure I'll just have to click the browser checker. I clicked it and "VIOLA!"...nothing happened! It has a feedback form to check the quality of their service. Good they remembered to have one. I really can't understand why I'm facing so many inconveniences with Smart. I don't know if I'm still interested working with them after all those lameness.

Catch-up

2007-08-10T14:25:00.000+08:00

ewan1: "Anong masarap ipangsawsaw sa isaw?!"
ewan 2: "Syempre, Catch-up!!!"

Don't worry ang kacornihan ko is not the main issue for this post. Well, Catch-up seems to sound like Ketchup. This post really is about those stuffs that I should have written weeks ago. Laziness crept on me and I was a bit amuse with other things. The reason for all this lateness.

It's not a fresh news anymore because I already posted the review about "HP7: The Deathly Hallows" on my friendster and multiply account, days ago. The main idea is that, it is an amazing book, the best among the Harry Potter books. I just liked to share and post the pictures that were taken and edited with adobe photoshop. Although, they're not really that amazing, I'm still learning how to use adobe. I'm pretty more interested with adobe illustrator, too bad, it is more complicated than the photoshop.

Hmm...what else kept me busy these past days? Well, I recreated my customized profile with daisies on its background and it is very horrible. This includes the horrible-ist internet connection in which you could abuse all the superlatives in the grammar world! I wish our internet connection is not that horrible-ist. I wish smartbro will find a way to make their service better. Dream On!!!

In spite such a lame connection, I'm still proud of my Multiply Account. I never enjoyed it unlike this past few days. It makes me want to upload and share many things after upgrading to a customize theme and it looks nice with no flowered background. I'm happy with it and for the one who cross all the trouble in making such a beautiful customize theme--thanks a lot! I hope I'll learn how to deal with CSS in multiply. However, I only have 14 contacts, I wished to have more. So, if you'll like just click the multiply badge on the right. Thanks!

Also, I started scanning the internet for possible jobs. There's this advertising agency that my sister informed me of and I like it very much. For me, it is so cool, amazing, and it's a dream to work in there. Unfortunately, after scanning their site, it made me question my qualifications. Am I competitive and brilliant enough to submit my resume for such a company? I, somehow, lost half of my confidence. I'll try still.

Another else, I scanned the net to look for good music. At Limewire, I accidentally bumped into broken-hearts-kind-of-songs. The first song was by the veronicas - heavily broken, which I think quite popular a year ago. And the second song was fidelity by regina spektor, which I heard already in Tine's friendster page.

Finally, I got tired and remembered my blog. I love this blog!

Tsismis About Me?!

2007-07-31T18:21:00.000+08:00

Last night, I got stumbled upon this website (www.blogthings.com) about different quizzes regarding your self. They have loads varieties of questions, from sensible to not so sensible. I don't know whether they really give you true results, but then, they're fun. Honestly, I don't know much of myself yet and most of the time I wonder if lots of people liked who I am or (unfortunately) the contrary.

How Shy Are You Quiz:

You Are 28% Shy

You are slightly shy, but overall, your reactions to social situations are normal.
You dread difficult social situations, but you still handle them with grace.

How Shy Are You?

I do dread difficult social situations and still handle them with grace sometimes.

How Feminine Are You Quiz:

You Are a Total Girlie Girl

You love looking good, and wooing men with your womanly ways.
You're so feminine, men are in awe of you ... which is a very good thing.

How Feminine Are You?

I believe so that I love looking good and somehow vain. I think everybody does. But about "wooing men" and "men are in awe of you", I'm not so sure of it though.

Are You An Insecure Girl Quiz:

You Are Mostly Secure

In general, you feel confident and together.
But the wrong thing can happen, and all of a sudden, you're not feeling so secure.
Luckily, your insecurities don't last long... at least, not usually.
So the next time you're feeling insecure, try to snap out of it - and remember the confident woman you are!

Are You An Insecure Girl?

I'd like to think I'm secure about me but most of the time i feel insecure. I forgot how I answered the questions that I got this kind of result.

How Much Pride Do You Have Quiz:

Your Pride Quotient: 63%

You're beyond proud - you think you're honorary royalty.
And while you may be nice on occasion, it's usually just to get what you want.

How Much Pride Do You Have?

I think the Pride Quotient is true.

My Romantic Trials with a Thriller BoyPren!

2007-07-26T13:17:00.000+08:00

Posting your own video on the internet is already getting its popularity. There's a free video hosting in so many websites, the most popular of course is YouTube.

Just this morning as I open Yahoo to do some searching, my attention was caught by their featured video of the day: "Romantic Trials of a Shy Girl (making that special someone take notice)". I'm pretty curious what it is all about, considering that I think of myself as a shy girl (and not lonelygirl15) somehow. I've read from the reviews and most of the people think it was a pretty cute animated video clip. However, for me it wasn't at first, I have to watched it twice (too bad we've got a very lame smartbro connection) before really getting the whole sense of the video. This video was made by a Vancouver Film School student Rodolfo Collado. After watching it for the second time, as what most of the reviews were, I think it is really cute! So I decided to blog about it and share it (with, if lucky, 5 people who's reading my blog):

The animation was very cute. It was very creative. The background music creates the atmosphere and the use of other details describes the main character's feelings (like, the passengers in the bus and the reporter in the news). The story was lovely with its usual Happily-Ever-After ending. It really is the Romantic Trials of a Shy Girl (making that special someone take notice). And for those girls undergoing romantic trials just to get somebody's attention, (the moral of the story is) don't indulge that much with somebody to the point that you'll changed who you really are. Pretending won't get you anywhere. As what the ending is, this shy girl just show who she really was. In which, on my opinion in the end she's not a shy girl anymore to make "harana" with her violin to the guy. (With all the chances in the world, playing the violin in a bus stop?!) She got over her shyness. The End.

Last monday evening, a news show featured a popular video from YouTube about these prisoners in Cebu doing the algorithm march and groovin' with the Thriller dance moves. It is a good thing to know that these detainees were busy doing lawful dancing to while away their time spent behind the bars, instead of fighting and organizing gangs. Here's the video on Prisoners grooving with Thriller dance moves:

This sure is a long post. Anyway, here's another video by HappySlip from YouTube entitled BoyPren. Well, it is somehow popular in YouTube. I like the song and it is funny. By the way, she's a Filipina and the soundtrack used was originally created by Josh Verdes a pinoy residing in the states (love the song). The BoyPren is actually another YouTuber I think his name was Kevin. The three of them collaborated for this video. Proud to be Pinoy!

The Deathly Hallows

2007-07-24T13:01:00.000+08:00

The last Harry Potter Book! My sister purchased it last July 21 and I was hoping to read the last chapter the moment she got home. Unfortunately, a bad cold struck me all through the weekend, so I didn't got the chance to read the final chapter. Instead, I took a picture of it with my thumb...hahahaha! Sheesssh...pathetic! (Of course I was like holding and supporting the book for picture taking! duh?!)

I'll just read it this coming weekend. Can't hardly wait to know who's going to die. I think it will be Ginny because "The Ginny-Harry Love Story" was so lame and all of those who died are people close to Harry, except for Cedric, but they became super-friends in the near-end of the tournament.

Heroes

2007-07-19T22:29:00.000+08:00

I was watching heroes a while ago when my sister called. I was kind of irritated because it was already on the part where mysteries unveiled and Hiro just realized that he is not just frantic stopping time and space, but he is on a mission to be a hero. I have no choice but to pause for a chat with my sister. I actually don't know what's really her reason why she called. We just arrived on the topic about business plans and told her that I don't want to be an employee, rather, I wanted to be an entrepreneur. I have this plan of starting up a small business. The market of this small business of mine has yet to come (here in Iligan) and I want to offer that service before anyone else. My sister offered some ideas regarding the business and I think its great and just got this feeling to take the risk. Now, I'm so confused regarding the steps I would like to take. I actually planned that by August I would get my ass out of here and start looking for a job somewhere, where the pasture is greener. But on the other hand, I don't like to wake up early and work 8hrs everyday, waiting to be promoted and eventually get a higher salary. However, I'm half-scared to take the risk and I still don't know how far I could take this business idea. I still don't know...but I think the risk is worth the thrill! Something that would make you feel alive...yet, I don't know...I'm sooo confused!

Each one of us is special...whoever we are...it's our destiny?!

Magic!

2007-07-11T00:38:00.000+08:00

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix will be showing nationwide couple of hours from now. Few days ago, I started reading the book again just to recap some scenes. I just got them all scrambled up with Book6 after I finished reading it almost 2 years ago. Well, I'm not actually an avid fan of Harry Potter and Daniel Radcliffe. I watch the movies and read the books because they're popular and I don't want to be left behind. As I've notice Daniel Radcliffe really has grown with the movies as you could see from the pictures above. So far, I think the best Harry Potter movie I've seen would be the Prisoner of Azkaban, even though, I rather think the set was not as impressive as in the first two Harry Potter movies. While, the Goblet of Fire was a bit dark, especially at the maze scene. And I guess for the last two movies it will get even darker as Lord Voldemort will rise again and pursue his "power-seeking-vengeful" character. Also, the Final Book will be out this coming July 21 (I'm not so good at dates) and I'm looking forward to it. I hope its twisted twists in the novel will shock us more than ever and of course a worthy ending after 7 years of battle in bookstores and cinemas (whenever its releasing date and premiers).

Where will I go?

2007-06-10T17:45:00.000+08:00

"i can't be stuck here for a thousand years..."--snow patrol

This song reminds me of something I don't want to remember. I've moved on, yet, the memories are stuck deep within. Have I moved on? I always keep myself telling this...that, I'm stepping into a new world now. I have to leave the happy and the bitter past. However, I always got stuck on my way. I tried my very best to get up again although it pains me so much. As time goes by the obstacles gets harder and tougher. I don't know. Maybe it is still the same obstacle, only that, I haven't learned my lesson. Just like the book entitled Persuasion by Jane Austen. I've been searching for this book because I think I could relate my life with it, eventhough, I know I can't. Until now I haven't read the book. I couldn't find it in any bookstore. From the bookstores of Mall of Asia and Glorietta, the bookstores in Iloilo, NB in Limketkia and SM Cagayan. I did found it at NB in SM Cebu but I let go of it. I traded it with bracelets which my sister asked me. My money was enough only enough if I will buy that book at the moment. However, I was to scared to take the risk so I let it go. This has been my attitude towards almost everything. I've been such a HardHeaded Monster. Will I learn my lesson? I've moved on, yet, I always fall and it pains a lot.

miss universe

2007-05-30T17:09:00.000+08:00

joke: kung ika'y nanalo ng miss photogenic at after 49yrs mo pa nakuha ang award...

ako: Pa-CUTE ka!!!

Pera

2007-05-17T17:21:00.000+08:00

Gusto ko ng pera...maraming pera...para...hmm...para ano nga ba ang maraming pera?

Hmm...ba't ba ako nasasaktan kahit walang nananakit?

Ba't ba ang tamlay ng buhay pagwalang ginagawa. Kung may ginagawa ka naman gusto mong walang gagawin.

Bawal

2007-05-06T17:57:00.000+08:00

I never thought that I would be stuck this badly in my life.

April 25, 2007
One remarkable moment of my life.
I graduate from college in the University of the Philippines. I'm so thankful that I entered this institution because I learned to get out from my shell of shyness. Got to admit that. It was like when I was still in my freshman year, my classmates could barely hear a word coming out from my mouth. After 3 years, I became a SuperGoddess! Bwahahahahahahaha. Pretty weird, I know.

May 2, 2007
This is the day that I left the City of Love: Iloilo.
Yep. It is the City of Love. Although, I never did found that someone to love in this place, but, I did found Friends that I loved to have and treasured forever. It is sad to say goodbye to my friends which were my support system. For four years, I've been striving hard to survive on my own in Iloilo. It is outside my comfort zone. Yet, with my friends around they make my day a memory to keep. But, that's life, we all have to move on. It's quite bittersweet. I'm sure in the future I'll meet them again. At least, I extended my network.

May 6, 2007
I realize I am a big time BUM!
All I did since I arrived here in Iligan was sleep, watch TV, hugas plato, and eat. I am totally BORED. Right now, I'm here in an interent cafe and I just hated this lady out here who is totally wrecking my nerves. She and her foreign slang speaking in english and "Heay, whereh areh youh?" Oh, c'mon! Anyway, I'm looking for possible jobs. Hard very hard! Ok, now, I wanted to laugh hard! hahahaha The guy who's working in this net cafe just mimic that freaking lady. Hahahahaha. So much for commercial breaks...back to the working issues...I just can't find the job that I wanted to have. And goodness those employers are damn choosy. Oh my SuperGoddess, she's not a lady pala...hehe Well, you guessed it right...she's or rather he's a gay. He's just totally over pronouncing those words. Freaky.

Hope I'll find the true kaligayahan in life. Hmmm...

All of the Sudden

2007-04-16T17:08:00.000+08:00

Summer na and walang pasok and graduating na din. In addition to that, i don't have any money at all to spend for leisure time. I'm just bored and out of that boredom I got confused. I'm confuse and anxious on what life has in stored for me. What my future will be. Well, right now I wanted to be rich in the future and sitting my butt around the house for the whole day won't get me anywhere. And yet I'm confused!!! Sooooo confused!!!

Man Hole

2007-03-23T22:54:00.000+08:00

A while ago we were at Lumpiga with some red horse and other else. We just stayed there and chat about eerie experiences in University of the Philippines in the Visayas-not so-Comfort-able-Rooms. We decided to go here in Times Square afterwards for videoke. On our way we were discussing about the "money back gurantee commercial"-the guy who thought he has an lbm and payed 2 pesos for the use of C.R.. Suddenly, unexpected events happened in just a flash. Hahahaha...guess what!!! Arrggghh...the government should do something about half-opened Man Holes!!! Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaattttttttt!!! Thank Goodness no one else was there to witness me just suddenly GONE OUT OF SIGHT! Yes! Oh Yes! You've guessed it right! I FELL IN A MAN HOLE, my left leg fell in that STUPID man hole! My friends first reaction? They directly pull me out of that STUPID man hole. Afterwards, we just LAUGHED it out loud! Hell of it! I fell in a man hole. A brand new experience! Anyway, good thing my toes gripped my left havaianas slippers tightly. Hahahahahaha! By the way, I'm not drunk, just preoccupied of looking forward on where we are heading.

Lesson learned: Yes, it might be important for you to know what's coming ahead. However, you must also cherish what's in the present.

Lately, I've been so busy thinking on where fate would take me. I am a graduating student whose looking forward on what's beyond the horizon.

I Miss You So Much!

2007-03-22T17:24:00.000+08:00

I was scanning at my friends pictures in Friendster. I was touched by Mary Anndie's pics, especially, when they were giving a farewell party to David because he is going back to Korea. After that, I feel so lonely and I missed everyone that I'm with for 4 years in my life here in Iloilo. I know that a month from now we will be graduating and we will all walk to the stage to give the last goodbye in our College Moments. For the years that I've been spending in school, I was never been so so happy as I was this College. I met a lot of friends and I completely broken the chains of being a loner and a self-absorb person. I learn how to laugh and take the lead. I gained a lot of friends. I'll surely miss them. But this is life, you have to move on. Actually, these past days after I finished my academic obligations, I feel so empty waking up in the morning. I want to feel again the hassle of getting up and come late in class. I want to feel again thinking that you have so many papers, presentations, exams, and quizzes. But I know, I would never feel that again. I'm done with my 14 years of education. I'm in the process of moving on in a new chapter in life. I know that what's in front of me would be 8 hours work and being stuck inside the office. I would never experience again the moments of going out of class whenever you get bored and have the freedom to laugh and chikka with friends anytime of the day.

Seeing those moments in my head, hearing the laughter, and knowing that they were there with you for 4 years...

Almost a Death March (if you'll read this)!

2007-03-21T02:19:00.000+08:00

I'm here right now at Coffee Plus, just hanging around. A while ago, I just finished my academic obligations, I guess that would be for the rest of my life. Hehe. That was, by the way, a culminating presentation in our STS40* subject. Among all of my subject...STS40!!! Imagine! Hahaha. I played the role of a dancing tree...a sexy one (hehe)...Anyway, I'm one of the leaves. Actually, we have a very good presentation and I guessed we got a grade of 1.0 for that. As what our professor commented, it was the best presentation so far. Well, all of my classmates gave their best shot as most of the class are graduating, especially, my classmates are Superseniors/5th year Accountancy Students and they really treasured the moment.

*STS40-acronym for Science, Technology and Society. It was a very boring class. Most of the time, I go out of the class and spend time with friends at the Labcoop or just wonder my thoughts on something else more important. Most of my classmates were the Superseniors/5th year Accountancy Students and they are quite intimedating. In terms of doing research and giving extra effort for the class, I have none. Most of the lessons were spoon fed and notes from our professor were offered freely. So the tendency was that I would only study the night before our exam.

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From the very start of March I was damn so busy and busy and busy. I was preoccupied of so many things that I don't know where to start. I have this Neil GAiman presentation, Civil Service Examination, 3days for Entrepment, and Programme invitation with livelihood multimedia presentation. So far, the hellish moment of my life.

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Neil GAiman is an english author (with British accent) which I chose to be my Strategic Person for Mgt 190*. It was a challenging task to present him to the whole class, to the fact that, they don't know him at all. I was scheduled to present him last March 9. I started the day making my presentation (12am) indicating: "Who is Neil Gaiman?"; "Why did I choose him?"; "What has he done for me to choose him as my Strategic Person?". (If you were reading my blog and my old posts, I was having a hell time making my Case Study about this author.) I finished the whole presentation around 5am and I woke up 6:30am. Too bad for me, my classmate would borrow my friend's laptop at 8am because they have a presentation for Mgt 142. I have to download a video about Neil Gaiman's visit here in the Philippines last July 2005. In other words, I have to borrow the laptop and finished downloading the video by 8am. I arrived here in Coffee Plus around 7:30am and have a hard time connecting with WiFi. I finally finished downloading the video 8:25am. I was too late and my classmate keeps on texting me. I feel guilty because it was a selfish act. I rode a taxi to school in order to avoid the traffic. I arrived there 8:30am and passed the laptop to my classmates. When they open the laptop, it acted so weird and I was nervous. I called Cecil and ask for help and eventually fixed it. I was planning not to enter the class that day because I was so tired and I haven't taken a bathe yet. With all the trouble I've been through my Professor in Mgt 142 spotted me and thank God she's not that good in memory, I get to managed to slip out of the class. My class in Mgt 190 starts at 10am up to 11:30am. It was already 11:30am and the next class were waiting outside. In other words, I didn't get to present Neil Gaiman that day. With all the trouble I had. Anyway, I finally did presented him last March 16, still with lots of trouble. I arranged the class to start at 9am just to accomodate all the presentors and too bad again, I'm the last to present. All the time, I just prayed to God to give me a chance to present because I already had enough of the trouble. I was so lucky that He indeed answered my prayers.

*Mgt 190 class-Strategic Management; the most demanding class I ever had. This class made me feel that I'm a real UP student. Soooo...demanding!!!

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Last March 11, I took the Civil Service Examination. That was the only examination in which you'll be happy to find some mathematical problems to solve. The English portion which is a comprehension and all of its other relatives was a complete NOSEBLEED! The teachers who volunteered were so strict, where, you just wanted to shout at them and kick them out of the classroom. I wonder how they handle their High School students in their classes.

*Civil Service Exams were held in a public school and it will make you thing how poor our country is, in terms of development in Education.

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The Programme Invitations were part of the Program Committee's responsibilities. The officers of the Junior Executive Society, Inc., which was the organizer for Entrepment, demanded to have a whole new Entrepment. They wanted some concept and an innovative flow of program. That's a whole new challenge for me. That was the first time that I get to be assigned into something I never had any idea with. I was challenged somehow. Ever since, I got back here in Iloilo I was excited to work with this committee. I was thankful that the members were so cooperative and vocal to give their suggestions. I was blessed somehow. Anyway, to give them what they wanted, I presented the concept of MTV Awards. They asked how it would looked like. I offered them Adhemas Batista's creation, Havaianas. In addition, I asked for videos to be presented in betweens and techno music to polish it. I got some helping hand from friends and from other committee's. The remaining tasks were the Programme Invitations and the Livelihood Video. I tried to bribe with Cecil on the Livelihood Video but she gave me a big NO in the forehead. I tried to negotiate with her again that instead of the video she'll be the one to conceptualized what the Programme Invites would looked like. I wanted something simple but amazing. It was amazing that she came up with a very good idea. The negative side of it was that it was labour intensive. We have to give time and effort with it. We have to sew it, put some glitters, and stick them all together. We finished it with no sleep, at least, we finished it. However, my fault, I created 700 mistakes with it. Not to make things so obvious, we sealed our lipz. The night before the First day of Entrepment I started the Livelihood Video. I don't have any idea and I don't know what to do. I want it perfect and elegant. But how? Anyway, I did finished it 2am. I guess it was not exactly what I wanted. At least, I finished it.

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Entrepment:Developing a Culture of Entreprenuership!!! 3 days, 3 sets of program, and me!!! Oh My, Supergoddess! To sum it up, I survived the three days. And I think we did a great job. If I'm gonna rate for the flow of the programme, I'll give it an 86%!

extra-hell Weeks!!!

2007-03-12T19:21:00.000+08:00

Since I got back from our cebu-bohol tour, I never had a spare time for my blog. I was busy, busy, busy!!! First was the IFJE week which follows the day when we arrived at the port of Iloilo. As an officer, I had to attend to the needs of our organization.

After that first hell week I had to work on JES, Inc.'s Project: Entrepment. It was 2 weeks then, before the Entrepment. I was, by the way, appointed as the committee head for the Program Committee. Its not an easy job because it involves a lot of planning and actions. The plotting of the sequence of events that will last 3 days is very essential for the whole Entrepment. It was a good thing that I have responsible committee members who dedicate their time for meetings and were eager in giving suggestions.

So for 2 weeks we were continuously planning and thinking of ways on how to innovate things. We came up with an MTV Awards Concept. So important things to be presented during the 3days program were; 7 videos with relevance to entrepment, 3 pairs of emcees, intermission numbers, 2 personas to introduce the speakers, and a programme invitation to be given to our guests and participants. There were only 6 of us in the committee and in adding another member I must first consider the pro's and con's. It was a lot of work to do. Good thing is I get to assign responsibilities not only to my members but also to my co-committee heads for Entrepment. By the way, Friends are friends. But that doesn't mean that I saved from hellish moments. For 4 days, I was wide a wake for almost 24 hours for Entrepment, my Academics, and Civil Service Exam. I surpassed them successfully among the thorns and needles.

Today is the first day of Entrepment. Although things are not that perfect, yet, it was still successful. The good thing is lessons are learned and you get to identify what are the missing parts. We get to polished things right after the whole programme. We stayed behind to rehearse the emcee's and instead of losing energy, you get more motivated and inspired to make a change and aim for perfection.

I know I'll survive this three days. Anyway, after this I still have a presentation, exam, and culminating program. I'll survive this, after the worst storms, you'll get stronger...that's just natural!!!

I know I'm supposed to be writing what I have on the outline of my last post. However, I just want to express what I'm feeling right now and share my experience. Plainly, extracting the insights that I learned in the process of not sleeping for 4 days!!!

Busy Stop

2007-03-04T15:21:00.000+08:00

I'm so busy this week and the next. I simply cannot find a time to write and share my life experiences. I wanted to write them as soon as possible because they are so funny and exciting experiences. However, time and money is on my neck right now. I guess I'll just save them for next time. To remind me:

My Cebu-Bohol Tour
Entrepment Blues
UPV Laboratory Cooperative
Neil Gaiman: The Person who will determine my fate in Mgt 190

I just write because I wanted to. I don't write for people to read it and like my entries. I write for my own satisfaction.

True Nature Collections

2007-02-11T18:23:00.000+08:00

This was supposed to be posted last February 7, 2007...However, I've been so busy applying during our job fair.

The following entry was actually written in my so-called-notebook-journal when I was still in highschool. I just want to share it, after 4 years...

February 7, 2003

Nature,

I cant sleep at all because I'm too excited to know the result of my UPCAT Examination. You know what? I've been thinking about things after my graduation. Flashbacks of my happy memories in highschool. I really could say that I enjoyed my highschool life because it goes so fast. The end of this chapter is near to come. It scaries me a lot because things would be so different na. Unlike in high school, in college, you'll be on your own, it'll be hard to spot some friends because of the different time schedule of classes, in every subject you'll have different classmates, the bond of friendship between your classmates and you won't be as strong as it is. There won't be more of those crazy experiences like in high school because you're meant to concentrate onto your studies because you're future is at stake. I surely would miss mostly of my classmates in highschool. It'll be so hard for me to meet new friends because I'm not that friendly. I will take all the chances to enjoy the high school remaining life. I would enjoy all those crazy experiences and jokes. I will go with the flow of my crazy classmates. The 3 months left would be worth remembering for. It'll stay forever in my heart. It may be so hard to leave but I have to move on, we have to!

Ever Loving,

Katerina

Four years after...

I'm here in UP excited and anxious for my coming graduation. I'm here still alive and kicking. I survived the excruciating life in UP. Although, more are still coming for the remaining months, to make a hell out of it.

My expectations were so different. Yep, I arrived in UP anxious if ever I would make some friends and what my life would be living far from home. I never thought that I would discover more of myself here in UP. I gained lots of friends and shared laughters with them. I learned to stand out in a crowd. I now have a courage to reach for my dreams. (Heehee churva!) Most important, my friends and my blockmates, were the best of all things! We only have three months from now before we take a separate steps in our lives. The feelings I felt 4 years before were the same of what I felt now. So I guess, it'll be more of picture taking moments then! This is life, we have to grow up and move on.

Coldness

2007-02-03T19:25:00.000+08:00

Last tuesday, January 30 2007, was the worst day of my UP life. It was bitter and cold. I stayed the whole afternoon in a coffee shop while cramming to finish my case study. I was productive because ideas and words just keep on flowing. HOwever, time was really teasing me, as well as, the airconditioner. I lose hope an hour before the due time for submission. My fingers starts to numb out of coldness. My brain just stop thinking of what words to scribble down. My heart starts to palpate because of nervousness and too much coffee. I was just staring blankly outside. I was in the brink of breakdown and damnation. Until an old man approached me and ask me some questions. He asked me what I'm doing, my course, from what school i'm from, and why I choose to study far from home. His queries made me feel relaxed. I realized for some hours I was all alone and so absorb by my work. I never thought that simple human connection would pull you away from the evilness you trapped yourself into. I never felt so saved. I was happy that that old man took notice of me. Before I took leave and while arranging my things, the old man invited me in his table to chat with him. We chat for some minute and reminded me that I never had a healthy chat with my grandfathers. For a second, I missed everybody so much. I longed to talk with my friends and the memories of my family and relatives made calm. In this world, although everybody's a stranger you are not alone because someone is always up there to take care of you.

Nuevo

2007-01-24T18:35:00.000+08:00

I haven't got enough sleep last night. As usual, I have to cram for my exam. I could never study well until the 11th hour. This habit should change. Of course, months from now I'll step into a new world of horror, an environment full of challenge. I'll be killing myself if I couldn't find a better way to manage my time. There's so many things I need to change to myself. I have to...this is what we call "Strategizing", so that I could acheive my dreams!

Anyway, back to the "not-enough-sleep", I took the exam early this morning. It's a good thing that the exam was not that hard. Got to say this, I know I'll pass it. I'm pretty sure of my answers in the computation part, but, I think I'll fail in the theory portion (the points in this theory portion won't really affect much *maybe*). I guess it was because of the sleeping part and procrastination that my hair just look so dull and ugly. I decided to have a hair cut to treat myself for a new look. And I think I did. The hair style was amazing, lots of volume!!! My hair looks so great and the evil frizzy hair was eliminated by the intense blow dry. I have a great day with my great hair. But, I will only have a great day with my great hair for this day alone. I just have to flaunt it today at it's best. Oh how I wish I could maintain this kind of hair I have this day. For sure, tomorrow, it will flatten added by those evil frizzy things and the dryness that makes your eye sore. I'm so vain with my hair!!! Well, the past would explain that. I have a nice hair years ago. I don't even mind to comb it then by then. I just let it as it is. Then, a terror of hair failure came, my hair just weaken its roots and everyday over a hundred strands just fell off my scalp because of stress. I freaked out and even made my blockmates swear to me that I will still be their friend even if I'm bald. They did swear and symphatize my hair. A month after, I discovered I was over-reacting. NO I didn't get bald. I just apply a hair tonic everyday for two weeks and the falling hairs stopped falling. My scalp then was in better shape again, however, my hair didn't escape from the clutches of dryness and the frizz! "YOu will never realized how important a thing is for you not unless you loose it." -- or maybe I'm just stupid to take my hair for granted. Now, I'm doing my best to regain that healthy looking hair. Even if it is just healthy looking hair and not completely healthy hair, at least it looks good. But maintaining a beautiful hair is so expensive for me...I guess, I just really have to accept the fact the tomorrow is a different day from today.

*flaunt it!

Sanity

2007-01-19T19:31:00.000+08:00

Many things had happened since I've gone back here in Iloilo. The night when I was still travelling...hell, I feel so lonely. Home is just so different. I realize that I've been travelling occassionally and oftentimes the feelings are the same. When it's sembreak, summer, and holiday season my spirits are awaken. When it's the end of it, I've got no choice but make the most of my life here in Iloilo. To be far away, setting in a new horizon, and soul searching--this was my choice and my dream. I don't know whether I'm helping myself or just making me suffer more. The distance is too far. But what's the point, even if I'm near the distance is much wider. I have to cut whatever feeling I've invested and focus more of me being here. Last week, I took a personality exam in preparation for any job fairs I'll be attending. It was reflected in there that I worry too much and there's something bothering in my mind in which I have to let go. But why is it so hard to let go? Why am I hoping? There's no hope anyway. I'm just plainly killing myself. Making it hard to bring out the SuperGoddess within me. There's billions of beautiful people here on earth and why the hell am I stuck into nothingness? Why the hell can't I see the beauty of somebody's eyes? Why the hell am I blinded by my own feelings? Why the hell I feel so numb? My happiness is my own pain! My smiles are my tears. My hopes are my downfall.

So hard...yet, tuloy pa rin ang ligaya sa piling ng aking panaginip at pangarap! (There are secrets that I kept and I apologize if you can't relate)

I feel insane today! hehehe...

Family

2007-01-17T18:57:00.000+08:00

I just want to share our joke pictures with my sisters. This was taken during the holiday break. Well, it's the only time we get to be together, no work and no school. We love to fool around each other. As usual, we fight with small things and we get well together hours after. They are evil evil evil sisters as I am to them. I'm blessed to have such crazy sisters.

(We still haven't taken a bath...so just excuse our messy faces...hehehe!)

We were just lazily hang around the TV, especially me. (I've got no appointments. I'm such a home buddy. I just missed home.) We enjoyed the whole break together watching an anime about a bunch of cute-funny-conceited-stupid boys of Ouran High School. It was a fun fun fun anime. The animation was great and the puch lines were so incredibly funny.

Tripping

2006-12-21T17:00:00.000+08:00

Before leaving Iloilo for Christmas break, me and my classmates attended the UP in the Visayas Lantern Parade in Miagao (an hour trip from the city campus). Not much had happened, it is still the same usual things ever since the first year that I stepped inside the crazy premises of UP. The lantern parade consists of walking, altogether shouting of whatevers, burning of own lanterns, and missing-in-action big lantern. We just muse ourselves through capturing the moments of the low-budget grandstand. Afterwards, we head for the city and spend the whole night socializing and hanging around at Iloilo's Night Clubs in Smallville.

Here's our pics:

(i'll fix it again...medyo humina blog ko dahil dun)

The following morning, I woke up with a big headache! Yet, I must hurry and arrange my things to catch my flight. I arrived at my boarding house dizzy and so many things to fix. Thanks for the coffee it spill away my hangover. Yep, I was drunk again. It was only a glass of margarita and several shots of frozen margarita. But it was a good-drunk-thing because I get to fix and say what I wanted to say to many unfortunate things that our friendship got stuck unto. Anyway, I force my self not to be lazy, get out of the bed, and start to panic after a sip of coffee's aroma. Luckly, I arrive at the airport and spot the gang just in time. We boarded the plane and it was a nice sunny day. I get to see my hacienda in Negros. I never thought it was that big and it was a good land to invest with...haha...What a dreamer!!! After 30 minutes we arrived at Mactan Airport and I never thought it will be a sosyal treatment. (That was my first time to land at Mactan.) Me and the gang have a fun fun fun time teasing and kidding around at Cebu. Although, my heart aches a bit because *sigh* I lost my ever supergoddess earrings. I guess I just have to recreate it.

We again traveled with ship to CDO and then a bus for Iligan. We arrived just perfect for breakfast. We stayed home for a mean time and ask permission to my Papa if we could go swimming to Timoga. He gave his consent. Being the host I led the way to Timoga. I get nervous and paniced for sometime because I'm not so sure of the way and which jeepney we would ride. Anyway, we arrived there safely. It was afternoon already so the sun's heat was not that tormenting, however, the pools were super cold, it was like swimming in a pool of ice. Michelle decided to buy something that could heat our body up, a liquor. My little sister and cousin were with us so I avoided drinking liquors. (I have to protect my reputation from my parents. Hopefully, my sisters would keep whatever I wrote here in secret. Anyway, I still remain decent. It is just that I have matured a bit and live with the realities in life.) Later on, Shula and Ceng were drunk already plus they were smoking (I got scared from the things that my sister and cousin were thinking of). Night sky slowly creeps in, we decided to go home and also they have different appointments to meet their high school friends who studied in Iligan. Ceng got back to her senses the moment she took a shower. She got stunned by the coldness of the water. While, Shula was pretty wasted. When we arrived at the city we first look for a coffee shop for Shula to recover a bit. I really was wondering whether I am from Iligan, I have a hard time recalling and thinking if there was a coffee shop near our path. We did find one and that would be Dunkin Donuts. We leave Shula and Mich because they where to meet their friends there. I dropped Ceng in Tibanga where she would also meet her friend. Me, my little sister and cousin arrived home and thank goodness they didn't say a word of what happened although I think they did secretly to my parents. Well, my parents didn't react about it (sigh of relief).

The following morning, Shula was to go home already because she has to attend some party back in her town. I took Mich and Ceng a tour in Iligan. (Sort of a tour, I took them on places where I know.) We ate our lunch at Zoey's. They requested and tortured me to take them to a certain school and look for somebody there. We played tag-and-pull-me in the streets. hehehe...I won. We visited my high-school school. We hang around at the Centennial Park and just hang around there. They requested and totured me again to take them to somebody's house. I have no choice, so I resigned to their request. We look for old friends in IIT. We ate after six dinner at Jollibee. We got back home and they prepared their things as they took leave. We bid each others goodbye at Jollibee. A minute after, there was a bit of problem again because of my tactless mouth. It was my fault. Minutes after, Mich called that her mother told her that it would be better if she will go home in the morning instead of travelling at night. Her friends invited us to watch fireworks display at the City Hall. It was there that I proved how bitter I was, in the past, to my own hometown. I don't know how to get there to the City Hall. It was actually her friends who showed us the way to get there. The fireworks display was nice, however, it lasted only for a few minutes. The crowd shouted for more, yet there's none anymore. The following morning, Mich left for home.

It was fun to have them there. I get to tour them around and share my life story in the past. I get to tour myself also and learned which jeepney would take you to places. As for my parents, they also enjoyed because it was actually the first time I took my friends to stay at our house. I still have their trusts they know me better, no matter how far I am from home (of course!).

Here's our pics:

Typhoon: Signal No. 2

2006-12-11T17:08:00.000+08:00

Last saturday we had our "Get Together Party" (for the benefit of Shan instead of calling it Christmas Party) at a certain beach resort in Guimbal Iloilo. We rented a big room for all of us because we will be staying overnight. The weather was not that good at all because a typhoon was reported to hit the province the following day and the whole province of Iloilo was declared Signal No 2. Of course, none of us dared to swim at the beach.

When we arrived there we eat our lunch together. After lunch, we exchanged gifts with certain ritual--the "Churva Thing", it is sort of our way of hand shake with a bit of hip shake. I received a 2007 Planner to help me organize my life for the next year (thanks a lot Jinky). Each of us got our gifts except for some delay for others due to the storm. After that, the inuman session started. The first Lambanog Bubble Gum flavored drink was opened and "tagay" (passed) to all. By the way, the whole period was picture-picture time. The Lambanog drink was not enough so they decided to mix a drink, the so-called Boracay Mix, a self-made Bailey's. Then suddenly came the BROWN OUT. The TV was now gone so some of us resorted to smoking in the terrace and some prepared our dinner. There were a few of us left in the room and Cecil with Jonathan decided to buy GSM Blue for a "purong tagay". A while after, the electricity came back. We turned on the iPod and played NOTHING IN THIS WORLD by Paris Hilton and danced the dusk (which was already dark because of the storm) away. That was the very fun moment because we were just shouting, singing and dancing with no cares at all.

We were informed that the videoke bar was available for ourselves, that was the time that we decided to join those preparing our food and continue the merry making through the videoke. We choose our own songs and we sang and sang til there were only five of us left in the videoke that was already 11:00 in the evening. Of course, simultaneously we eat our dinner and tagay at the same time. I really enjoyed the singing and I'm already tipsy that time which adds the fun.

We retired upstairs because we still have an activitiy. The activity was "Miss Universe: Question and Answer Portion". We were to pick a question from a wine glass and answer it sincerely. My question was, "If you were to be a Maid Of Honor, whose wedding among the block would you prefer to be. Why?", I choose Roxanne's wedding because I am so amazed by the courage and guts she have to the one she cares about recently, a courage which I don't have and wished to have. It's never been easy to keep what your feelings are for a certain person. It kills, you know.

Never to be forgotten, as usual whenever there's a gathering or so, the Tubao Pipz Crisis. There's a bit of misunderstanding and coldness among two of our barkada, Mich and Ceng for many months now. Well, it's because Ceng has a boyfriend and unfortunately (for that guy) we've known him to be someone we can't trust. I've known him (he might be reading this well...that's good) as someone who has no respect. I'll justify that one. Ceng was obviously madly stricken in love with that guy, no matter how hard she tries to hide it, she is Super-In-Love. Being Super-In-Love is not a good thing at all because it destroys so many churvas. They started texting each other (after many years of no communication) last summer. Ceng would share it with us that the guy she likes since HighSchool texted her. We (at that time) were so KILIG for her. Then, she started to share the topics that the guy texted to her. A perception arise: He is gergerous and all he will care is getting Ceng with him some-night. I lost my respect for that guy. How could you say that you love and care for a certain person when you only tend to harass (harass is not the word it's too harsh...it just can't let it out from the tip of my tongue) her? We started to judge him. We advice Ceng to stay away from him because it will do her no good. She is Super-In-Love and the guy is nothing. To cut the story short, the efforts were hopeless. She never listened to us. We started to drift away, especially, Michelle who is Super-Concern for her. Then the faction between the two of them started. Many things happened which hurted us more and made us hate the guy so much. Reconcilation has never been easy, it will never be easy. I have to admit at some point I thought we were so unfair for Ceng. We should have talked to the guy and know his side, but the guy never made any effort to reach us. We were again blinded by the insensitivity the guy showed. It was as if he was not part of it. Michelle decided to stop putting down her pride for Ceng and Ceng decided to put an effort to mend the friendship. Many open forums have passed and yet the condition is still the same. Actually, as I viewed everything (being a person not directly affected), Michelle has the pride but was ready to offer her heart to mend the friendship. While, Ceng has bowed down her pride but has no heart to offer to mend the friendship (Ceng, you've given your heart away). I've told Shan about this who acted as the mediator between the two. He was actually the one who gives Ceng advices. I think he already told Ceng about this. Back to the moment of the night (get together party), I didn't have the opportunity to say this to Ceng because I was tipsy and I want Mich and her to be the only one to exchange words as they are the ones directly affected. The Tubao Pipz Crisis is still going on, only time could heal it. As for me now, all that I could offer for the sake of the friendship is being with the two. I'll be there for Mich to be the outlet of her pains. I'll be there for Ceng to make her feel that not the whole of friendship was gone and destroyed, we could still have the laughs altogether with Michelle, Shula, Shan, Minette, Jinky (the considered one), and Mabel (just don't raise the topic of that guy...it will only die the laughter).

I'll also mention this thing here which I hated to but might end this as well. Henson got the question of whom he find attractive in the block. We all know the answer and that would be me. He should stop finding me as attractive for him. I have to admit, I don't like him liking me. I know its harsh but its true. I just don't want to give false hopes. Its better to be direct to the point. He knows that and part of his answer was also about him moving on and finding for someone new. I'd say, Isang malaking CHECK! Make it fast please. Hahaha. Life is just so unfair. Get used to it. Hah! I'm crazy over someone also but I know there's no hope that's why I'm trying not to make any effort to let him know my existence, although it kills me inside, it is fine with me.

The question and answer portion ended. We supposed to have a ritual on a bonfire, but the storm didn't put an end to the rains (Llueva a cantaros!). We don't want to burn the whole building because for sure it will cost much, we decided to go on with the sugal and tagay. It was Tequilla moments then. There were only a few of us who made a shot (no body shot). That would be Me, MIchelle, Maria, Horace, Jonathan, Christine, and Nychill. Tequilla is just so good to have that hot feeling in your throat mixed with a calamansi and asin. After that drink I was super tipsy already. I actually wanted to dance NOTHING IN THIS WORLD again but I was the only one dancing. I decided to retire to bed and go to sleep, an end to tipsy-ness. We were drunk already. They have another drink to go. They bought a Lambanog. Then there was the BROWN OUT again. Making all those drunk people retire to bed, but before that they finished the lambanog. I was blocked out then, fast asleep. But according to stories circulating around the morning after. Many things happened while I was asleep. I guess its only me and Michelle who doesn't know anything. The rain poured harder and the wind was slamming against the walls. The drunk people? The drunk people still remained drunk and so much drunk with voices louder than the rain. Among them were Nychill who was vomiting and Jonathan who go on about his usual chic-boy actions (and who also denied to be a chic boy...owwss). It made Lorely, our block representative (ang salarin), open her flashlight and checking the people around. For sure Manang Marose was stressed that night baby sitting the drunk and the noisy. While, Jonelar and Roxanne were worried where Ceng has gone. And Ceng at the stairway contemplating life, listening to Maria's booming voice, singing BURN. All of this made Shan and Ariane who were keenly listening and observing the happenings think of possibilities of how to get back to Iloilo City if the storm strengthened considering the Drunk people. I think because of adrenalin rush, Shan was thinking of calling LIGHT OF GLORY taxi to fetch us.

The party was so fun. I will treasure it forever. I cant hardly even wait for another party. Although during the party, many tears were forgone, it is a step to reconcilation and a helping hand for time to heal wounds.

Here's our Pictures:

For me, I still wanna dance NOTHING IN THIS WORLD, whether I'm drunk or not!

The Gift

2006-12-08T16:24:00.000+08:00

Here in the mall, trying to find a gift for my secret pal. However, I got tired of thinking what to buy. Something that she would like at the same time economical for me. She listed the things that she wanted in the wish list that the block prepared. She wanted the clutch bag in Human and a photo album of the block since in first year college. I don't want to go for the clutch bag because Michelle and her sister has it already. I was thinking of a scrap book instead of a photo album, however, it is so expensive to print pictures. I guess I'll go for the scrap book alone and its up to her to print for photos which she liked because it is too expensive already.

Speaking of treasuring the last moments in being a student I was thinking to buy an autograph or a scrap book in which I would let my blockmates sign to it and do the usual autograph way.

It is so Christmas already, decorations are everywhere, and gift-giving is on the spotlight. Oh, I've done a good deed last Sunday. Well, it's like 4 months already since I last attended a mass. I know its an unhealthy lifestyle for my soul. By the way, I still believe in morals and ethics. I'm a good girl you know. Back to the story, we were in McDonalds having our dinner. I ordered value meal 6 (a burger mcdo, mcdo fries, and a regular softdrinks). I was having a hard time finishing the meal because I'm full already with the burger mcdo. A kid was staring at us in the window, so instead of wasting the mcdo fries I decided to give it to the kid because he needs it more that I do. Its a good thing that they asked for food instead of money. I know that in some way I did tolerate they're habit of begging. But they're not that fortunate to go and eat at mcdonalds everyday. Me and my friends never thought that there are still two kids out there who are also hungry. Another kid stand by the window, and asking if there are still food left. There was none already. My friends were touched by the good deed I did (hehehe Mich and Shula) and they also wanted to help. They decided to share a food also for the two kids in the window. They buy another fries to be given to them. I feel good in sharing the fries to those kids. It was actually my first time to share things to street children.

I wish I could share to them the value of education my parents thought to me because it will surely help them upheave their lives in the future. When I'll be filthy rich and stable, I wanted to share the things and make a movement of collecting books for the unfortunate ones and build a school for them to study. That would be the most wonderful christmas present I will give to my self. There are many times that I dreamed to be influencial and organize a concert nationwide collecting books as tickets to the concert. I wanted to be filthy rich and a philantropist. I wanted to give hope in the hearts of everyone. Earlier in the morning, a forum was held in the auditorium. The subject was about "Beyond Corporate Citizenship" with resource speaker Antonio Meloto, the Executive Director of Gawad Kalinga. It was amazing to hear that there are many people who shares their fortune by rebuilding the dignity of those landless and homeless people.

My Gift for everyone this Christmas - HOPE and World Peace. Heehee!

Christmas Sickness

2006-12-01T13:47:00.000+08:00

Christmas season again. The season of giving! Aaarrrggghh!!!

Why is it called the season of giving? And what's with the phrase: "Its better giving than receiving"?

Yup the usually problems during Christmas. Gifts!

My head is swirling already thinking how I could get over Christmas sickness, the sickness of being overdraft! (I'm not insolvent anymore because I'm trying to avoid having debts, New Year's coming you know)

How would I manage my finances considering that I have to buy gifts for my Papa (its his birthday this Dec 17, so he must have a gift), Daydee my little sister (its her birthday this Dec 10, so she must have a gift), and Mama (because it'll be so unfair if she doesn't have a gift). I texted my sister asking for help, maybe, we could divide the expenses. Ate Sealdi agreed and told me that each of us will have 500 pesos each. That would be fine. I was also thinking that it would save me from thinking of what to give.

Awhile ago, my sister texted me that we will include Papa Song (my grandfather, maternal side), Mama Inday (my grandmother, maternal side), and our cousins at El Salvador (Cocoy, Ken-ken, Eunice, Jan-jan, and Winkle). I was in charge for our cousins. The problem is there are five of them and how would I be able to find a gift for all of them worth 500 pesos.

I'm suffering a severe Christmas Sickness. Wish I will find the right gifts. I hate choosing for right gifts at an affordable price.

Pwede bang KISS and WORLD PEACE na lang?

nada

2006-11-30T15:18:00.000+08:00

I want to write something but there's nothing.

There's nothing.

Nothing.

I'm empty!

AutoGraph!

2006-11-17T18:19:00.000+08:00

"Thank you for letting me sign your cute AutoGraph!!!"

Who's not familiar with that phrase anyway?

Part of reminiscing the past...

I should have counted how many autographs I signed during those days, autographs in so many different colors. Is this how it feels to be 20? Reminiscing those youthful days? Anyway, remembering the past is so fun. You wouldn't believe that your doing so many silly stuffs.

What are the universal answers in an autograph? I just deciphered them last monday when were relating our autograph memories.

1. Thank you for letting me sign your cute autograph.

2. Love is blind.

3. Love is like a bubble gum.

4. Many to mention (M2M)

5. J.A.P.A.N. (I forgot the meanings, don't worry I'll add it next time)

6. I.T.A.L.Y. (I forgot the meanings, don't worry I'll add it next time)

7. SECRET

Autographs nowadays are rare to find. Maybe because it is obsolete already. The fad today are slum books but I find them boring unlike the autographs in which you will have a share of the lives of your friends and reading them after so many years is sure a lot of fun.

Care to sign my autograph?

Name: Photo Here
Nickname:
Address:
School:
Telephone/Contact No.:

Hobbies/Interests:
Favorite Food:
Favorite Color:
Favorite Pet:
Favorite Singer:
Sports:
Music:

Likes:
Dislikes:

Describe yourself:
What is Love?:
Who is your Crush?:
Who's your first kiss?:
When and where did you meet?:

Most memorable moment:
Most embarrassing moment:

Your Message:

Well?

Reminiscing the Moments I (Elementary Days)

2006-11-14T18:44:00.000+08:00

Last night I was reading Chapter 8 of our book (Managerial Finance) in Mgt 142 while indulging with Alisha's Attic song--Air We Breathe. I remember that I always listen to it during elementary. It was then a cassette tape. I wonder where it is now? Anyway, I just love the way they mix their music it is very witchy, bitchy, and magical.

Then again I read another sentence from the chapter, however, the elementary days keeps on swirling my mind. I recall how our elementary school campus looks like and the favorite places that I always hang out to. I could remember the library scenes on how tranquil the air is and all those story books (whew there are so many of them). Our library was located in the second floor of the gray building and it has big windows which allows cool sweet breeze to rush in the room. I could remember the bell that the librarian would press several times when the library would be full of buzzes. But, I think right now it is air conditioned because during my last year there were rumors of the plans of the then present administration. Another fave spot of mine was the path way at the back of the gray building. It is quite shubbery with trees and it is shady because of the gray building. Sometimes we pass there which leads to the kinder rooms. I love it there because when I was a kid I was so fond of fantasy stories and fairies living in forests and I used to make stories of such. (I think I was a little bit of autistic when I was a kid. Hehe) Then, there was the Talisay Park which is at the side of the gradeschool canteen and the Dark Creepy Chapel. We used to play there and chill out. And the Gurdian Counselor's Office, a very tiny and clean place. I used to hang out there also and I could remember that they are selling candies (I forgot the brand but it's very delicious). Lastly, was the garden-garden near the guard house in which when the administration opens it for the kids all of its plants died like after 4 weeks only.

I remember my friends in elementary that I haven't seen ever since I graduated there. I don't know where they were. I could recall whenever it is examination period all of us would walk like zombies while reading books following the lines in the basketball court with the sun up above shining brilliantly with it's ray of heat. (our basketball court during those times have no cover) Then there was the fun moment in the corridors on our way to our classrooms. There was the sink in the cafeteria and at the back of the CR near the nipa hut. There was the laboratory near the Gurdian Counselor's Office, where, when I was in Grade1 all of the students where asked to fall in line to be injected with immunization and it was the very first time that I was acquainted with "Para lang yang kagat ng langgam" phrase whenever they are on the action of injecting our tiny shoulders. There was the orange telephone booth in the Highschool Canteen. And how I was so fond of buying coke just to have the PoGs. There was the mangga vendors across the campus and the eateries most especially Merlin's Store.

I remember our play in an english subject where I played as Erin the Goddess of Discord. I love that role because the first line was like, Why?...Why?...Why?, and it is like singing Why why why delilah! (toinx corny koh noh?) It was my ever first role as a Goddess and I never thought then how close it was to reality. (toinx ulet) I could remember the tadpoles that I used to observed. The creepy dark chapel because you have to pass a pool of water with the cob webs and mama frog papa frog with baby tadpoles. And how unfair it was that I never get to have classes held in the second floor of the gray building. And how Mam Alma would hug us tightly with her Aunt-Build-Up-Body. And how scared we were with Mam Buot. And how green the Principal's Office looked like. I really couldn't forget the office of the terror Mam Buot because you will pass it on the way to the Library with Mother Ignacia del Espiritu Santo picture on it.

One very funny experience I have was during Club's Day where, instead of attending the clubs we gathered and played Hide-and-Seek. Imagine, I hide on the swampy area where large grasses dominated and which is near the Lying Acacia Tree that is at the side of the T.H.E Building rumored to have a ghost of a nun who killed herself, hanging in the front door. After the game which is after the Club meetings, my classmates noticed that red spots where all over me. They assumed that I have meseales because it was a fad on those days. So our adviser sent me to the Clinic which is actually my first time to be sent to the clinic. The nurse give me medicine and made me rest in one of their patient bed overlooking a very big painting of Mama Mary in the wall. There were two other kids lying asleep. I can't get my position in the bed well and my feet where hanging outside the bed with my shoes still on it. The nurse suggested that I must take off my shoes and my feet up the bed and sleep well, that should solve the problem. However, I can't do it, I was too ashamed because my feet was dripping wet with mud, in which I got from the swampy area I use as a hiding place, and I don't want to stain the white bed sheets because of my foolishness.

I sure will never forget one of my advisers during elementary, Mam Borromeo, I was so amazed with her eyebrows because it has no hairs in it. It was not until high school that I found a solution of my amazement, her eyebrows are tattoed eyebrows. Plus, this adviser is so fond of asking her students to massage her back during lunch breaks. Then there was Mam Cutab, which I was so scared to answer her queries because of her booming voice. Also, our teacher in Math, he is so fond of doing something with his eyebrows while looking from afar. It is because of him that I learn to curl my eyebrows also.

I remember during field demonstrations. I remember the scary booth we have and how scared I would always get. I remember the kissing booth that I was ignorant at, where I realized it is only a piece of soap carve into lips with lipstick on it and smooch it in your cheeks. How boring! I remember the tree that has nice yellow flowers on it but gets very smelly. I remember the first friday mass we have and that all of the students will have to parade up to the Redemptorists Church. I remember all of it and wished to have those moments back and a bit of dissappointed that I didn't treasured something from the past. I longed to see my elementary classmates and recall all our mishaps, laughters, and dramas. I longed to go back and see the major changes and yet treasure what's left the same at St. Michael's College (St. Mary Street, San Miguel, Iligan City).

All those things!

Book Lists this coming Holiday Season

2006-11-09T11:03:00.000+08:00

So this means that I'll be staying inside our house for the Christmas Break...

Book Lists (Must Read)

1. Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norell by Susanna Clarke (tataposin ko na)
-> super thick with super small fonts

2. EarthSea Cycle Trilogy by Ursula Le Guin
-> I think it would take me 2hours or more to finish 1 book... There's 3 of them so that means 6 hours nonstop (my father will kill me).

3. Pursuasion by Jane Austen
-> give me two to three days to finish.

4. Their Eyes were Watching God...(i forgot the title and the author)
-> was highly recommended by my sister because of its sad ending. (the character died because he was bitten by a dog!)

I'm longing for the coming vacation!!!

It's like a Cycle

2006-11-07T10:56:00.000+08:00

Well, I'm here back in Iloilo again for another semester (actually my last semester). I don't feel like classes are going to start the day after tomorrow. I'm really enjoying just plainly doing nothing. No problem on watsoever. No deadline to kill. No money to worry about. No laundry to create a one big pimple in your cheek.

It's hard to face reality...I got one scary flight today. Well, the plane creates scary drillin during take-off and landing. Makes one whole scary rough landing compared to the landing experiences I have (watshamakulit! watsoever!).

To make my day a hell...I hated, loathed, and hoped that that taxi driver a while ago gets a nasty karma. Imagine he tries to decieved me and I hate myself also because I don't have the guts, the booming voice, and scary face to put a fight.

And worst...I going to enroll myself today and I don't feel like it. I still got one missing elective and it has been like so long since I enrolled myself. It was always been somebody else.

I wish it's Christmas already and another vacation...I wish!

Sembreak

2006-11-03T16:40:00.000+08:00

naalala kita pag umuulan SEMBREAK
naalala kita pag giniginaw SEMBREAK
naalala kita pag kakain na SEMBREAK

It is really nice to sleep in the wee hours at night not worrying about anything just reading books about magic and comics full of fantasy and laughs. It is really nice not worrying about getting up so early. It is really nice just to relax eventhough magmukhang tv na itsura mo. It is really nice when its SEMBREAK.

Well, I've been spending my sembreak here in Manila. We're supposedly be having a very wonderous vacation in Sagada Mt. Province with my sister. However, due to unforseen turn of events, we cancelled it. My sister have an exam with JICA, it is something very important for her, so I gave her the right to choose and, yep, she preferred to take the exam. I guess it is also something God gave to us because as heard from the news for the days in which we were supposed to stay in Sagada there's a storm 'Paeng' threatening the northern part of Luzon. There's always a reason for everything and no I'm not justifying things.

So, then, I've been stuck here in Manila, to be specific, in Parañaque. Its a part in P'que where you'll really need to have a private car to take you anywhere with no hassle. Too bad we don't have any. It's quite nakakatamad to go to a mall and stroll all day long because you still have to pass Bicutan (which I found so stressful to) and ride a bus. And the only place that I'm sure I won't get lost is Ayala. I don't like to stroll there all by myself because the shopper's are kind of intimediating and the stuffs are expensive. I always find my self inside Power Books just scanning the pages of books of watsoever. Books are my sanctuary. But the positive part in there is that I met with Annejade still in Glorietta, it has been like a very long time since we've seen each other have a chit chat. She was so shocked in everything I chikka about her on the happenings in Iloilo. So we go round and round inside Glorietta all afternoon trying to memorize the stores which we didn't accomplished. So we decided to look for a salon to get my dry hair trimmed. And surprise! surprise! I got myself a bangs and my hair is still dry and frizzy. I really have to decide whether to stick with my dry and frizzy natural hair or renovate it and have an engineered hair waiting for split ends to ruin my life. I haven't decided yet. At least I have a very nice hairstyle for just a day.

I leisurely spent my sembreak reading books of the world of fantasy and magic. It's nice to get acquainted again with those mythical creatures, fairies, magicians, and the strange. The books which I googled the entire sem where, Stardust (reread) by Neil Gaiman, The Mythodology Class (which by the way is a comics) by Arnold Arre (hope I got the author right), The Sandman (which is a comics also) by Neil Gaiman, KikoMachine (obviously a comics) by Manix, and Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norell (I haven't finished it yet and I guess I'll just have to continue the reading this coming Holidays because my sister won't permit me to bring it to Iloilo) by Susanna Clarke. It's nice to have the childhood thrill again.

Well that's me and my sembreak, my last sembreak! Oh my SuperGoddess! I'll be graduating sooner. Hope I'll have good grades for this coming semester. That's all!

Exhausted

2006-10-10T18:10:00.000+08:00

...and I don't wanna wake up feeling so close close to the end I'M CLOSE TO THE END!!!

I'm just exhausted for this past few days I've been so busy in completing my requirements at school. Too many papers, exams, and case study. I'm a graduating student and I guess I really have to Churva those things. It has been two sleepless days already giving me only 2 hours of sleep. My brain is near shutdown that's why I'm here churvaing my blog to cope with stress and depression. I hadn't yet take a bath and brushed my teeth and its like 24 hours had passed already. Eeeewww to me! Yep, that's life so cruel. Every night I've been crying for stupid reasons and I don't want to end up a retarded person..heeeheee

AND MY HEART ACHES!

...and I don't wanna wake up feeling so close close to the end I'M CLOSE TO THE END!!! mojofly

Homophobia Reaction

2006-10-07T19:28:00.000+08:00

I don't know whether to post it or not.

Its a reaction paper that is one of our homework in Mgt 197 class. I didn't get a good grade for that reaction paper because I didn't made my stand clear enough. Now, I'm thinking wherther to post it or not. I'm scared of the reactions that I will get especially from my sister. Maybe it's not yet time for that reaction paper to shine in this blog of mine. I'm scared of what people would think, they might put up a fight on me or love my writing. eheheh. Hmmm...*

Last Goodbye

2006-10-03T16:15:00.000+08:00

No Ordinary Morning

Click on the last video. Nice song.

If there was nothing that I could say
Turned your back and you just walked away
Leaves me numb inside I think of you
Together is all I knew

We moved too fast but I had no signs
I would try to turn the hands of time
I look to you for a reason why
The love we had passed me by
And as the sun would set, you would rise
Fall from the sky into paradise
Is there no light in your heart for me
You've closed your eyes, you no longer see
There were no lies between me and you
You said nothing of what you knew
But there was still something in your eyes
Left me helpless and paralysed

You could give a million reasons change the world and change the tides
Could not give me the secrets of your heart and of your mind
In the darkness that surrounds me now there is no peace of mind
Your careless words undo me, leave the thought of us behind
You could give a million reasons change the world and change the time
Could not give me the secrets of your heart and of your mind
In the darkness that surrounds you know there is no peace of mind
Your careless words undo me, leave the thought of us behind

Glamorous Tweeteen!

2006-09-17T18:52:00.000+08:00

Last night we were hanging out at the Tambayan SMB with Sugarfree. I was having fun although they only played 8 songs but they mingled with the crowd and they were having fun.

I remember last September 2, the night before my birthday I watched Hale's co ncert with couple of friends. I think that was a bad decision. Heehee. I'm not that avid fan of Hale and don't even like much of their song except for Bluesky (during rainy days and when I'm feeling hell down). I did decided to watch the concert a week before because I just want to celebrate my last TEEN day. However, things didn't go the way I expected them to be because it was a boring concert for me. I was not that excited to watch the concert unlike the kind of feeling I usually have during concerts. Champ the famous vocalist of the band seemed not interested to perform at all or maybe he just have no talent to stirr the crowd except for his good looks. He sang timidly, I can't here his voice, the words were almost mumurs, and one of the gutarist was enjoying the lights above their heads. Very weird concert. He did stirr the crowd, the female crowd. I guess I'm just not so into their song at all.

Those were the lights I was referring to. Nice.

After the concert, I still don't want to go home. So me and Cecil decided to tambay at Tazza in smallville and just sit their make munimuni with recent events in our lives. We sit near the window take a sip with our teas and frappe when suddenly we spotted a super cute guy. Waah. Yep, nanglalake ming duha! hahahaha. But, the guy seemed a bit queer. Well his actions didn't show anything queer but his companions were obviously queer. I hope he is not queer. We took his pictures and that was the most fun fun part. heehee. We secretly took his pictures. Ahihihih.

Pretending: 'hello? ah oo... umm... hehe... ya... oo... right *click* *click* ah sige... babay' Ahihihi.

Hindi nakahalata...one more time...'hello, oh napatawag ka ulit?' bwahahahaha..

Hmmm...love him! So intelligent looking ish!

The morning after, Yey! Happy Glamorous Tweenteen Birthday to me!!! But, I have to sacrifice the day. It's been like 4 times we've postpone our inter view with Costa Aguada. This time we have to make it and be more professional. Be professional. So we travel to Guimaras. We still have to ride an L3 or van to Sibunag, then from Sibunag we have to rent a small boat to bring us to the island of Inampulugan where the island resort Costa Aguada is situated. So we got in the L3 and it was like after 49 plus 1000 years more before the driver decided that the van was already full (which was super full like you can't breath in the van anymore). The trip to the coastal barangay of Sibunag that is Sabang was like 49 plus 1000 years. That was a hell long trip. After 49 plus 1000 years more we finally arrived at the coastal barangay Sabang. We asked the residents there where we could hire a banca. They pointed us to a lady and that lady lead us to the banca and informed us that the fare for banca costs Php 1300. "Php 1300 sy*t na de put*!!!" We were shocked, very shocked. She told us that that was the regular price and that we should have asked the tourism section and that we should have considered the fact that we are going to a First Class Island Resort. But we have to pursue this interview. We've gone that far and we've sacrificed a lot already. We have extra money so we haggled the price for that banca ride to Php 800, begging the lady that we are only students and we would only stay there for an hour or two for an interview with the resident manager. I think the lady pitied us so she accepted the haggled price. We got in the banca, a very cute banca that would take us to the island of Inampulugan.

In the very cute banca. Yep, I'm wearing red for luck!

The very cute banca ride was worth the Php 800. The sea was magnificent. The view was wonderous. The air was cool and relaxing. After all those stressful journey, in that very cute banca relieve us. Anyway, there were three of us Michelle, Cecil, and me-supergoddess.

When we arrive at the island, it was the least we expected. There were small nipa huts and it looked like a village. But, there was a guard who welcomed us with questions. We answered his queries and told him that we were there for an interview with their manager. He directed us to a woman and she entertained us and told us that she will first contact the resort and that we have to wait in the small hut for a moment. It was indeed a village for the workers of the island. We checked the time and contemplated the hours we've travel, we have only 3 hrs to make it back to Jordan where we would take the last boat ride to Iloilo. We were so nervous then and began looking for contigency plan if ever we'll be stranded in Guimaras.

The island by the way was owned by a very rich family having a Cojuanco as a cousin-in-law. It was a big island for an island resort, over 1000 hectares bigger than that of Boracay. The owner was a nature lover which just reflects how the island was managed. The island given an aerial view was luscious with green vegetation. Later on the island manager arrived with the front desk receptionist with him in a tour bus jeepney. The lead us to the jeepney to take us to the resort which is 5km away from the village. Then the tour started. It was like we were in an adventure forest park. The road was like an adventure forest road. We have several stops in which the manager showed us the oil spill affected area where the oil stick to the rocks. Then he showed us the school within the island for the worker villagers, the man made lagoon full of Tangang/Olats na mga isda, the managers favorite fishing area in the shore with gigantic rocks and picturesque view, the resort itself, the starting point for jungle walk, horseback ride area, the mangroves area, and the pawikan haven. It was heaven. So relaxing, quiet, and amazing. The tour was for free which actually cost Php 400 each. The lowest room rate for overnight stay cost Php 4600. The food from the looks of it cost hundreds of pesos. Just the right rate for a First Class Island Resort. Wish I could go there again.

Pawikan Haven.

Island Reverie

They were so accomodating to us. We take the very cute banca ride back to Sabang. While, in the very cute banca we were awaken back to reality again, so much with nature's stress free reverie. We have to think of a contigency plan if ever we will be stuck in Guimaras for the night. We have to pray to God that he'd be so kind to give us time to be able to catch the last trip to Iloilo.

When we arrive at Sabang, a single motor ride was waiting there to take us back to Jordan. It was a bit scary because there were three of us trying to fit in that single motor bike plus the driver. The single motor journey didn't take that long as of the L3 journey we've taken on our way to Sabang. It was faster than the L3 which spare us from gloom that we would be stuck in Guimaras. We catch the last trip back to Iloilo and everything was calm. God was so great.

Of course, the supergoddess must celebrate her glamorous twenteen birthday. When we finally take a step at the land of Iloilo. I texted my friends and told them that we would be having a dinner together. I was craving then with seafoods after those sea trips. So we dine together at Breakthrough. The talaba was amazing! Dinner with my friends: Pie, Minette, Shula, Mabel, Michelle, and Cecil. Shan couldn't make it and Jinky also.

After all the adventure, it was fun fun fun Glamorous Tweenteen Birthday!

unrecorded track

2006-09-10T18:28:00.000+08:00

The track that i'm listening right now makes me so depressed. I know i should stop the music and switch for a feel-good-music. I tried but I can't. I keep on dictating my mind that this path would do me no good. Yet, I'm still here listening to that music. I keep on finding negative things but all seems so blurry. I'm deceived with my feelings, my thoughts, and this TRACK. I should press the stop button but instead I keep playing it over and over again. I feel stupid and helpless while writing this entry, listening to that track and accepting a broken heart. Maybe I just need time to reevaluate things until I would be able to press that stop button and put an end to this feelings.

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2006-09-08T11:23:00.000+08:00

I think the best thing that I could do right now is to express my feelings in order to get this over with. I'm in the current state of heartache. I'm so confident to write this one here. I know I have no right to get hurt. I have no right to be jealous. I'm just nobody in his life. Yes, he knows what I felt for him. I know that I'm not the only one who's feeling this way for him. He's so used to it. Yep a simple crush with somebody for years already. Yep I was hoping. Yep I was hurt and it pains me altough it is so stupid to talk about that since I'm nobody for him. Honestly, I don't want to share this to people. I just have to let it out for me to see reality. Reality! I really have to forget about him. I have tried to look for someone just to muse myself but it always turns back to him. I don't want to feel this way, so desperate and pathetic. I just want to end this. I need to end this. Hope this is the end.

Nobody's Angel

2006-09-08T09:38:00.000+08:00

Original TV Soundtrack - Halo

Music Code provided by Song2Play.Com

I never promised you a ray of light, I never promised there'd be sunshine everyday, I give you everything I have, the good, the bad. Why do you put me on a pedestal, I'm so up high that I can't see the ground below, So help me down you've got it wrong, I don't belong there. Chorus: One thing is clear, I wear a halo, I wear a halo when you look at me, But standing from here, you wouldn't say so you wouldn't say so, if you were me And I, I just wanna love you, Oh oh I, I just wanna love you Verse 2 I always said that I would make mistakes, I'm only human, and that’s my saving grace, I fall as hard as I try So don't be blinded See me as I really am, I have flaws and sometimes I even sin, so pull me from that pedestal, I don't belong there. Chorus: One thing is clear, I wear a halo, I wear a halo when you look at me, But standing from here, you wouldn't say so you wouldn't say so, if you were me And I, I just wanna love you, Oh oh I, I just wanna love you Why you think that you know me But In your eyes I am something above you It’s only in your mind Only in your mind I wear a I wear a I wear a Halo One thing is clear, I wear a halo, I wear a halo when you look at me, But standing from here, you wouldn't say so you wouldn't say so, if you were me And I, I just wanna love you, Oh oh I, I just wanna love you Haaaa ha-ha halo (x9)

Why tourism?

2006-09-01T18:47:00.000+08:00

For the past weeks I'm so stressed up over the same matter swirrling in my head and making my life super complicated. I hated myself over the process and I know this would do me no good. It's not my about my love life. (I wish it's about my love life at least that I would have one.) It's all about my career. I don't know how to balance my time and I hate it! I'm a graduating student which means I have to be very responsible with my studies because I wanted to graduate with honors but things just didn't go the way I wanted it to be. There's so many barriers arrrghhh I hate barriers.

I'm so fed up with the Labcoop. I have to fire those irresponsible student assisstants. I have to be there every single day. I have to buy the merchandises. I have to have updates regarding the business. Oh well we are doing good however there's something lacking and I don't have any idea what will I do with it.

I'm so fed up with Management Research. I hated to be the team leader. You have to think, please, work, and deal with fortitous events. Our study which supposed to be Guimaras as the Next Tourist Destination in Western Visayas was stopped in the middle of the data gathering process with several typhoons, bad weather, and hell with the oil spill. We have to change, no choice. Now we have to deal with tourism-again? Yup, again! The study Tourism Alternatives of Guimaras in the Light of Oil Spill is making my very ungrateful life into hell. Great, we have to start all over again.

I'm so fed up with my academics. Oh, I hated myself! I almost exhausted my absences already. I loose focus on my academics because I don't know how to balance my time. I always fell asleep when I'm studying at night. I'm not so into studying right now. But I have to. I need to!

Lord, is this stress?

Total 90 Grrrrrrls

2006-08-27T16:15:00.000+08:00

It's not the end...

Endless: A Silent Whisper

2006-08-26T18:48:00.000+08:00

I LOVE YOU

Why is it that people do things that they do not want to do and less of what they wanted to do?

Why is it life doesn't go my way?

Why is it that I have to face so many troubles in which I do not know already if I did surpass those troubles?

Why is it that I feel so empty and lonely even if I'm happy?

Why do I think so much?

Why is it that I feel so weak and useless?

Why do I think of this dumb questions?

Why is it that life is always said to be unfair?

Why do we blame life?

Why is it that it seems I don't have any choices?

Why do I feel this way?

Why?

Just because?

I wish I would be able to get over this feelings. I wish I would find pure happiness in this life. I wish I would felt love instead of loneliness and emptiness. I wish I would be able to do things the way I wanted them to be. I wish I would not have to entertain this thoughts anymore. I wish that I'm not always thinking of problems. I wish that I would find the my coping mechanism of stress. I wish that I would felt so lucky of what I have. I wish I could help. I wish I am a superhero for somebody else. I wish people would be happy to have me around. I wish I would have my friends forever. I wish I could go home anytime and be with my family. I wish I would do good with my grades. I wish I would be happy. I wish I would be happy. I wish I would be happy eventhough there's lots of waves coming to do trouble.

I wish and hope and wait for that time to come...patience!

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2006-08-23T18:52:00.000+08:00

I have so many entries in my mind that stayed idle for weeks already and I wanna write. However, I must control myself from spending too much for staying online. My financial status for this month is not good, it is worse than before but not the worst yet. I think I'll be more insolvent in the following months. To be able to prevent so, I have to plan and strategize my financial actions. I'm INSOLVENT!!! I have to plan my life (ang magulo kung buhay)!

save ko dito

2006-08-14T16:39:00.000+08:00

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ER Drama

2006-08-07T18:20:00.000+08:00

Last saturday a friend of mine was admitted in the hospital. It was around 2-3am in the morning when we arrived in the emergency room. I never thought that I would witnessed lots of things for only one night. When we arrived the guard directly asked us if we are from villa. Coincidentally, yup we are. The reason was there were over 20 people reported for food poisoning. Then, there were couple who's waiting for there baby. The father was bringing pillows and pretty much excited. They looked so cute. At least, there's something good in that ER room. Minutes later, and old woman was admitted. She looks so scary pale and her veins in her hands were so clear. I was pretty scared and curious at the same time. The doctors attended to her seriously. I think she's stroked or paralysed, something like that. I was so sleepy then so I take a nap at the waiting area. It was not easy because you have to try to sit comfortably in the chair. When I wake up, I heard skidding in the front door. A man in panic, asked the guard for stretcher. An old man was unconscious. He was placed in the stretcher, his right arm swayed down. He looked so dead. Inside the ER, the doctors were trying to revived him with CPR. His head was blackening already and his feet was yellow. The doctors tried everything but no response came from the patient. The son was trying to stop his tears but couldnt help but cry. I pitied the son and can't take to look at his father, so I decided not to mind anymore and just sit back in the waiting chair. Then, the electricity went down. My first reaction was..."Pano na lang ang matanda?"! 20 seconds later the lights came back again and I was relieved thinking that the old man might have a chance, but, a stretcher was pulled out from the ER and there was the old man, he didn't make it. I asked my friends what was the cause. It was cardiac arrest and during the time the electricity went down it was the exact moment when the doctor covered his face with blanket. It was a sad experience especially when I would hear his son cried. Its not easy to loose somebody. My friend was all right after 2 hours of dextrose. The doctor released her that morning. For the first time in my life I experienced the ER drama.

Deep in my Thoughts

2006-08-04T20:22:00.000+08:00

Today was such an annoying day. There's so many things in my mind. A friend of my suggested that I would write it down. Here it is:
1. Asa na ang 3 ka study na gipahulam sa faculty?
Nawala kaya?
Wala unta!
Solution: Text Horace 09162887096
2. Labcoop
Ngano dili man cla moattend sa miting?
Unsa'y maayo himoun para magattend cla?
Free snacks?
Solution: Follow up tanan giinstruct nako kay Cecil
3. Mgt 199
Unsaon ni namo ang letters wla naapas kay wla na c mam? Solution: Monday before 9am magpasign kay naa man cla'y regular meeting
Weekdays i-divide ang group kung asa magsurvey plus quota Maghimo letter for interview karong gabii-ako na lang
Magandam sa kasaba ni Shan
4. Dili ko ganahan moattend og jes meeting.
Ang mga himoun ko sa jes: sunday-design sa board, food committee during Jes Icon,Tally para sa awards.
5. Kaakbay: magpass ko og sked kay flex, magpass list of members, list of magbukig sa volleyball
6. Magfootball ugma kwaon ang studs kay nychill
7. Magpalimewire kay cecil
Kanusa Kaya?
Naa na ko'y lista, kaso kulang pa.

Well...

Patriot

2006-08-04T19:40:00.000+08:00

Today I'm overloaded with 18 units which actually compose of my whole academic life this semester. My first subject was 7 in the am, PI 100: Jose Rizal's Life, Writings, Works. Obviously, I'm late as usual. We discussed about Rizal's friends and how he influenced brillant, both foreign and local people to develop great concern for our country. He really did. We arrived to the point that we discussed a bit about KKK and La Liga Filipina. Then I realized, those people in the past were fighting against a corrupt government runned by Spaniards and Friars. They fight for our country's rights and freedom. But if you compare their government with our government today...everything's still the same except for the fact that today corrupt Filipino politician were in the position instead. So where's the essence of the tears, blood, sweat;sacrificed by our 19th century heroes.

However, the thought was diverted to dental health. OUr professor relates to us her story why she became and ambassadress for dental health. She was a fresh grad then and began teaching students in UP. It was in the middle of the semester when she found out that her supposed to be 2 permanent teeth has grown at the back of her right cheek instead in her gums this due to her unrooted 2 baby teeth. She immediately go for surgery because she was afraid that those teeth might surfaced in her right cheek.

Following our PI class was management 197 (special topics in management). The report for the day was about graft and corruption. The report went boring as usual. At the end the reporter posted a very interesting question: What hinders all those government departments to battle graft and corruption? The first answer given by a classmate is that because the lawmakers were the lawbreakers itself. A common perception. Then I raised my hand, I answered that it was also the fault of the people because they subject themselves in the hands of the politicians. A very prevalent example would be the famous vote buying scheme. A classmate of mine raised her hand and shared her opinion. Her father was a former government official. She relate her father's experienced that people themselves expect too much from the person they elected although the person never asked for a favor. There would be people asking help and give gifts, then, would ask her father that he must do them a favor because they did elected him. His father know that it was wrong, it was a form of corruption if he would heed to them. He always says no. He was honest being a government official but sad to say, the next election time, he didn't won.

It is within the people. If things would remain like this, when would we reach the state of political maturity? When would it be that we will develop and grow as a nation? When would it be that we would be as successful as first world countries? When would we divert from our bad actions and selfishness?

Obsolete

2006-07-26T12:05:00.000+08:00

Well, kanina lang sa campus namomoroblema ako. I was in a great search. Kanina pa ako naghahanap ng laptop na may floppy disk drive. Kailangan talaga, nandun kasi ang recommendation ng case namin nakasave at pinasa sa amin ng isa naming kakalase. Haay hindi ko aakalain na problema na pala ngayon ang floppy disk. Archaic na pala cya! Tsk tsk tsk. Kaya ayan tuloy naginternet na lang ako sa isang cafe para lang mailipat sa flash ko ang file na yon. Hehehe Iniintay na ako ng mga yon habang andito ako nagenenjoy maginternet. I'm so bad baka makarma ako, makaalis na nga.

My Nerves

2006-07-25T12:26:00.000+08:00

I don't know exactly what would be my introduction for this entry. Well, I'm supposed to be bringing my dirty clothes in a laundry shop however, it is closed for lunch break. So, I just go to the nearest cybercafe to check my emails and friends in friendster and lurk, waiting til the laundry shop will open.

I passing time through this entry and I can't find words to write although there's so much in my mind right now. Got so many things to do. I have to meet my group in Mgt 141 and do our analysis for the case given. I have to look for Kaakbay people who are willing to facilitate the Amazing Race this coming Foundation day. I have to prepare the agenda for our Labcoop meeting this afternoon and I'm not yet sure how many would attend. I have to write a letter of complaint to Coca Cola Bottlers here in Iloilo for what happened last Friday (that was so bullshit!), they destroy my night. Curious? Ok here's the story:

It was friday and everybody was so excited including me because Kamikazee will be having a concert that night in our school. We got the deal with Coke for consignment of their products. Anyway, they are the major sponsor for the concert. The President of MS was the one who endorse us and introduce us to the Coke people. It was only a verbal agreement as everything was in a rush already. We agreed that they will deliver us 6 cases of coke and in return will give them 4 cases in case that the coke ordered will not be a sold out for that night because they have to reconcile all there sales the coming monday. The one incharge told me that they will deliver it around 4 in the afternoon. We waited and waited. Then, Kamikazee arrived around 5pm for courtesy call with the dean. We got the chance to take a pic with Jay and we were so happy. The band returned to the hotel to prepare for the night. It was getting late in the afternoon and my friends and co-stockholders/co-officers asked a permission that they'll go home to prepare for the night. I give them my consent and I waited for the coke all by myself. It was already 6:30pm and coke was no where to be found. It was dark already and people are coming, the setup for labcoop kiosk has not yet started, the only thing to be seen is the table and me. I decided to set it up all by myself. Thank God I found Jurisa and she helped me. No coke then. There's the chips and juice but no ice to chill it. My co-stockholders/co-officers arrived and they were too sexy to buy some ice, so I decided to do it myself. It was not easy to get out because there's already lots of people in the gate and they actually looked like sushi or lumpia. I bought some ice and thank God there was a tricycle near the store so I don't have to worry on carrying those heavy ice. When I arrived the gate the situation was worst. The bigger gate was closed already and my friend who guards it told me that it was the order of their adviser to prevent chaos. It's a good thing that my classmate who guards the entrance helped me passed the gates easily and helped me carry the ice. Ok everything seems to be in order, I just need to eat dinner preferably rice because I haven't eaten rice the whole day and I'm so hungry. I also needed to wash my face and change my shirt, I'm sweaty, smelly, and dirty. I was in the exit (the entrance at the same time) when they inform me sympathetically that no one could get out not until 2 hours after. Bad Trip. I'm sweaty, smelly, dirty, tired, and very angry. It was the fault of coke! They not only insult the organization they also get in my nerves. That's it the whole night which should be fun was a disaster for me. People in the entrance was in the worst state, no chance I could get out not unless all of them could enter. So I decided to stay and anger crept in. I was not in the mood. Bad Trip.

That's the whole story. I guess the laundry shop is open already. Got so many things to do. I'm out now.

Sleepless Nights in Iloilo

2006-07-20T16:31:00.000+08:00

I'm actually flying now. hehe. Parang sabog!

I hate to face the mirror with a smiling face. I hate it! I could see those big blackish eye bags, they bug me so much.

I love coffee. The aroma keeps you awake, alive, and kickn the whole day.

I love taking shower for over an hour. I helps me start my day right. It helps me forget even for an hour all the worries I have.

For almost a week, I can't sleep. No, I don't have insomia. I just don't sleep. I am a vampire. I am a witch. I am a pretty white lady. I am a monster, monster for work and assignments. I have to do this for grades. I have to do this for glory. I have to do this for money, be filthy rich in the future. I have to do this because I don't have any reason.

I know I'm not the only one who doesn't sleep at night to finish things. But, what the hell do I get from not sleeping?

STRESS

Is that the kind of life I want? Stressful? Why do people prefer to be stressful and make lots of money than being simple and happy?

I want to be happy and make lots of money.

All of us does.

Claude Monet

2006-07-16T15:29:00.000+08:00

My Humanities I subject is my favorite subject ever taken here in UP. I was in my sophomore years when I enrolled in that subject not even knowing or bothering to know what is it all about. Then, a teacher enters the classroom and stood in front of us asking for our Form5 in a very strict manner. I was startled and I paniced a bit because I don't have my Form5 with me, I left it in the Library for counter-sign of my ID. He stared at me in a very strict manner as I try to explain. After that, he doesn't look like as if he cares about my explanation. He continue discussing rules in the classroom as I sit there in silence thinking "I am so dead today". He is Sir Ed Defensor coming from a very influential family here in Iloilo City with Senator Meriam Defensor-Santiago as his first cousin. He is already in his golden age and more than that. No wonder for his attitude. The following day he started his lesson. I was about arts and literature with humane factor. I surely have forgotten the exact definition of humanities. Then he suddenly giggle, an out of this world giggle. He really is a UP teacher, weird and out of this world. Hey, he is not that bad at all. All throughout that semester, he presented us various works of arts, music, literature, paintings, sculptures, movies, opera, and lots of more. He even showed us his own creations and how he relates it to the environment around. He influenced us to admire things because each things have an art within. He became one of my favorite teachers, not only because of what I learned but also of the grade I received in class with an incentive of some of his art works handed to his best students. :D

One of the painters he presented to us was Claude Monet the father of impressionism movement. He has been through a lot of criticism before he finally made the people believe that art has its own meaning and that art doesn't have to conform in a sort of norm. Here's a tribute video taken from Yahoo.com:

Tulog

2006-07-16T15:07:00.000+08:00

There's a lot of things to do this recent days. I still have lots of plans in my personal life, my studies, and my affliations. Lucky for me this semester I only have two days for classes, two overlaoded days, two 18 units days. But why is it I lost track of time. I could not do all the things I want in my free time. The same as for my allowance. Maybe I need an allowance increase due to inflation. Could I do that with time also? I am a management student and I am having trouble in managing my life. Hahay, I'm so sleepy...seista moments.

Persuasion

2006-07-12T19:22:00.000+08:00

Just watched Lakehouse. One thing for sure it is for soon to be spinsters (would that include me?). JOke! Seriously, it is a nice movie. Although dragging for some of its scenes. Anyway, it is all about waiting and being patient for the one you truly love. It is always been the male species who can't wait (Hehe) and also me. Ok out of this topic.

Estudyante

2006-07-11T18:57:00.000+08:00

Matagal na din akong hindi naka.post and during those times maraming churva na din ang nangyari. I just couldn't find a time to relate it all.

I don't know what's wrong with me and I choose to engage in so many activities in my stay here in UP. I've been wishing to an ordinary student who cares nothing else but exams, papers, and homework. I tried to be but I can't.

Last week I was appointed as the Chairperson of the Laboratory Cooperative. I actually volunteered to be. Imagine! It's not an ordinary organization to handle. It requires you to be wise to protect your stockholders and the profit it earns. It requires you to be good in the three branches of commerce; accounting, marketing, and management. Anyway, I really don't have to give 100% of my life to it, it's the General Managers job. But we are not a real cooperation, so I still have to work my butt out to upheave the Labcoop to it's glory. By the way, we considered it dead for years already. So that's it, I was absent for my whole class last friday to find ways to be able to submit the papers for recognition. And we were recognized. That's a good thing. Yet, there are pending work to do. Sabi nga namin na maging tindera na lang kami ng labcoop kaysa sa magaral...hahaha For sure our parents will kill us if that would happen.

Hope I'm somebody who doesn't think so much.

Dear Diary...*

2006-06-30T18:34:00.000+08:00

None of us could ever escape the harshness of life. Each of us has his/her set of problems. One may think that he/she has the biggest problem among all the billion people in the world and tend to be selfish, annoying, and stupid. But no one ever tries to understand. Not even his/her closest friend would ever notice how plastic they were in comforting there friend. As I was saying, everybody's to busy seeking attention and help from somebody elses to ease there own problems. No one notice how everybody tend to be selfish, annoying, and stupid.

I actually wrote this in the evening of June 27, 2006. Well, I don't have direct access to my blog unlike most of the bloggers. This supposed to be topic was pending for weeks already, I just can't find the words and time. Until it was triggered in that evening.

I myself has been nursing my own loneliness. I myself has tried to get out of this selfish shell of solitude. For almost three weeks now, I've been searching for the past, the old me that was lost in the bottomless pit of darkness in my heart. Although, most of the time people find me always smiling, insensitive, making jokes, annoying, and show off. I cover myself with that evil mask. Instead of revealing myself, I think I lost my friends. I lost my only outlets in this place that is so far from the protection of my home for they will never understand because they were to busy to unmask me, as they were also too busy hiding in there own mask.

When would this misery end? I'll never know until everyone would stop for a moment and see through every persons heart, understand in silence and plainly standing beside each other. This would only be possible when things left unspoken will be told. When people stop being so plastic and self-centered. Finally, when dreams such as what was written above will come true.

Yes, misery can be put to an end, but, it will be too late. It is only when you're dying or dead when people start to realize and appreciate you. It is only when you're dead that people will understand you. It is only when you're dead that you and the people care will be standing side by side as you haunt them with your silouhette ghost image.

I shouldn't write this and published this for the public to read, but...everybody is getting greedier and more selfish than ever.

Nobody cares!

79% of the people whom you share your problems with really don't care at all.
20% of the people you share your problems with are glad to know that you're in great misery.
1% are the ones sincere.

I'm just so tired from work then there's this somebody who just announced to the whole world that she has a problem.

***

2006-06-20T20:09:00.000+08:00

I never thought that earning for a living is a very excruciating thing to do in life. I just started working yesterday as a part time employee in a distributing company. All we have to do was easy, however, sitting in there for how many hours waiting for a customer was the hard part. It was then that I realized, you can never dictate what you wanted and instead try to live what was given to you. In your years, you do what you want to do but you do most what was left to do.

Actually, nakakatamad magisip tungkol sa kinabuhi ng tao.

Solitude

2006-06-10T17:45:00.000+08:00

For almost two weeks of stay here in Iligan, all I did was too swim in my own solitude while reading a book about solitude. Well, of course, there's nothing you can do much in Iligan except to surf the net. Am I such a loner? Anyway, I still learn something very special. People living in solitude are worth to be perished. It's quite harsh. Or maybe I'm just not that good in literature. I guess...Socialize...socialize...socialize! Gimmick?

Voyage

2006-06-09T15:03:00.000+08:00

This post is a pending post which I've been dying to write since May 30 and haven't got any chance at all not 'til now. I've been locked in the house for almost two weeks now, nursing my solitude. And we don't have pc in the house for almost 3 years already. I'm actually so hungry to write because I haven't eaten my lunch but I'll write still.

May 29

7:00 am-The day started right. The sunshine was incredible nice and the breeze was so cool. I took a bath without a hurry. I pampered my self for half hour. I was so happy. I decided to take breakfast after I submitted my papers and done with my medical exam. Today is the day, Iligan here I come!

9:00 am- I arrive in school to pass my Mgt 196 requirements. My adviser was not around yet so I decided to take a medical examination instead.

9:30am- I arrive at the school clinic. I got my dental exam, have a normal blood pressure, got shorter for 1 cm, loose weight about 2 1/2 kilos, have a 20/20 vision, take physical exam, and a little chat with the doctor.

10:15am- I'm finally done with my medical exam and head again for the faculty room to submitt my papers. My adviser was there and I handed her my papers and we chit chat a little.

10:30am- I decided to go to Netopia to make authorization letter for Michelle so that she would be allowed to enroll me. I got hook up with the internet.

11:30am- I was starting to panic. I still haven't eaten my breakfast and I can't find time to insert lunch just yet, so I supressed my hunger. I decided to have the letter printed at another internet cafe that offers a cheaper price. It is also on the way to the laundry shop where I would leave my laundry and Mich's in charge of it while I'm away.

11:40am- I arrive at my boarding haus. Syet na de puta! I forgot to withdraw money. All I have is only Php50. I decided to go to SM to withdraw money and buy Bong Bong's Piyaya and back to the boarding haus, bring my labada, and print the letter.

Unfortunately...traffic! At this time of day and Monday, there should be no traffic at all based on my experiences.

12:30nn- I have my money now and the Bong Bong's Piyaya. Got my dirty clothes and head for the laundry shop.

12:33nn- Got in the laundry shop and unfortunately there's a customer who decided to have all her curtains, beddings, and pillowcase washed. It was like eternity waiting for my turn.

1:00pm- I'm finally done with my laundry. I got in the internet cafe. Unfortunately that internet cafe was so backward that I has no free USB Port for my Flash. I hurriedly go back to SM to have it printed and eat my lunch then. Traffic was still there to make my life a hell.

1:15pm- I finally got my letter printed. I decided to rush down and give it to Shula (she was still having her intership in the EPCIB). I texted her, ring her phone, and texted Mich. I can't see her from the outside. I was scared to enter and asked Manong EPCIB Guard because she might be scolded. So I decided to wait and wait for a miracle to happen that she'll notice her phone.

1:30pm- No miracle happened. So I decide to buy my lunch and dinner instead and drop by at Merry Mart to give to Mich (who still having her internship there) all the papers necessary for my enrollment. Mich texted me and told me that it was to risky. I'm at KFC to buy my lunch for take out.

1:50pm- I'm at Jollibee to buy my dinner for take out. Mich texted me that Shula recieved the text and that it's ok to look for her.

2:00pm- I asked Manong EPCIB Guard if Shula's around. Obviously she is. I handed her the necessaries and a bit of chat.

2:05pm- I hurried to the SuperMarket and bought a bottle of water.

2:10pm- In the jeepney to the bording haus. Out of nothing, it rained so hard! Syet na de puta! The sun was shining seconds ago. I was so unfortunate.

2:15pm- In the bording haus I was trying not to panic but hell I can't help it. I asked the pamangkins of my landlady who were enjoying the rain if they could find me a taxi. The rain this time magically turned into showers.

2:30pm- No taxi yet. Well, my baggage was not that heavy and I could just have a jeepney ride but I was pretty scared because I'm sure that traffic was there to make my life a hell. I decide to wait a taxi in the main road. The pamangkins were so kind to accompany me.

3:00pm- No taxi still. Pamangkin 1: Tita, daw tanan taxi may pasahero man. Teh, ano oras malakat ang barko haw? Sa diin ang barko subong? I answered him in a very worried expression. They started to get worried also. Finally, a taxi stopped in front on me. I hurriedly got in and with a quivering voice of panic, Manong sa Port! Pwede pakidasig basi maiwanan ko sang barko. Please. I was so innocent, I never thought that manong was pure evil but I don't have any choice.
Evil Manong: Ano oras malakat ang barko haw?
Me: 3:30 po!
Evil Manong: Teh ngaa amo na sini na oras ka naglakat? Balaan mo na gid na traffic!
Me: Manong may ginobra pa ko. Pwede manong shortcut ta di tapos gwa ta sa may San Ag?
Evil Manong: Amo man japon na, traffic japon paggwa naton toh!
Me: in my thoughts: Hmmp. Dili biya toh. Wla gud naggamit sa street nato. Syet wla japon ko'y mahimo siya ang naghawid sa manibela. Bwisit!
Evil Manong: Balaan mo mas madali kung sa may Loyola kita maggwa wla gwa traffic didto.
Me: in my thoughts because it was too late already: Sa San Ag man ta mang gawas tapos moliko para didto sa Loyola japon ta mogawas mag short cut ra gud. Wla man nako gimean na sa down town ta agi.
Me: in my thoughts: Oh ano na? See traffic japon taka man ni siya oi dayun ngano sige man siya of tanaw nako? Hmm..Pahilak2x kaya ko para mataranta siya? Dili ko. Dili ko padala niya basig mokatawa lang siya kung mohilak ko pure evil ra ba jud siya. Lahi ra sa uban na driver, bad siya bad! Bwisit!

3:25pm- Just meters away from the entrance gate.
Evil Manong: Uy! Daw naglakat na ang barko. *smirking*
Me: Pathetic already: Manong ayaw pagjoke! OMG! I think amo na na ang NN. Naglakat na! Trying to hide the tears.
Evil Manong: Indi ah! JOke lang!
Me: INdi manong naglakat na gid ya. Ato o. Ay ah! Pano ni man.
Evil Manong: Naconsensya: INdi ah! Mangkoton naton ang porter ara oh sa gwa sang gate.
Evil Manong: Naconsensya: Parts, anong barko ang naglakat?
Porter Manong: NN
Me: OMG!
Evil Manong: Naconsensya: Sa diin makadto?
Porter Manong: Sa Manila?
Me: What?
Evil Mnaong: Naconsensya: Teh, wla pa man gale naglakat. Mangkot sa Guard.
Evil Manong: Naconsensya: Guard naglakat na ang pa.iligan na barko?
Port Guard: Oo.
Me: Syet! (trying hard not to cry)
Evil Manong: Naglakat na daw...ano plano mo?
Me: (crying but stopping it at once) Mamangkot ko sa ticket booth ano maobra ko.
Evila Manong: Naconsensya: Sige . Halong ka na lang. Php65 gale.
Me: (handing him a hundred bill) Ari oh. (Already crying)
Evil Manong: Super Duper Naconsensya: Wla ka lang Php5?
Me: Wla (that was a lie I could not think right anymore)
Evil Manong: Super Duper Naconsensya: Cege na lang ari ang change. (handing down Php40 to me)

3:30pm: Wiping my tears I wait for my turn in the ticket booth. A porter approached me and asked where I was heading and if I want his service.
Me: Iligan tani.
Angel Porter: Gusto mo ako magdala sang bag mo?
Me: Naglakat naman ang barko.
Angel Porter: Waay pa ah! Amo pa lang gani ang pagabot.
Me: As iN?
Angel Porter: abi mo nabyaan ka na noh? Waay pa. Dira agi oh. Sulod na.
Me: As in? Salamat Manong! (grining) Syet na de puta. All this para lang makauli. haha

That was the story. When I arrived at home I relate it to my family and all of them where laughing out loudly. Anyway, that was a hell of an experience. I know that most of the people reading my blog couldn't understand Ilonggo or Hiligaynon. Don't worry you'll get it. I just don't want to loose the essence of the stupidness of this series of unfortunate events of mine.

Fallen Tears

2006-05-29T11:27:00.000+08:00

Its so funny how sensitive I could get sometimes. I am such a cry baby in my own pleasure. Hah! Yesterday, I finally watch XMen3: The Last Stand which I've been nagging with my friends for 3 days. And Yes, you guessed it right...I cried during the movie! Waaaaaaaaa! I couldn't believe it! Its been like eversince I could put my memories on track Professor X was there already in the TeeVee! Huuuhuuhuuhuu! He was there with Scott, Jean, Rogue, Storm, Wolverine, Gambit, I don't know how to spell Jubilee, and the Beast. Then on the movie...he...he...Professor X...was gone! Imagine kahit ashes nya wala talagang natira! It was such a sad scene...my tears were falling and I can't stop it even if I know it was so stupid, I just let my tears fall. Buhuhuhuhu! So sad very sad! It is a nice movie! *sniff*

Near End

2006-05-23T18:14:00.000+08:00

The summer's gonna end a week from now. My internship will end tomorrow, finally! Well, I survived with minor injuries. This includes back pain from all the filing I got and decaying fingers in my right hand from all the writing. I am happy but sad at the same time thinking that I haven't enjoyed my summer because of this stupid internship. And it might be my last summer to enjoy because next summer and summers to come would be different maybe job hunting or working full time. Not if I'll get the job in which million of women would like to have. In which the whole place would be shouting for Versace, Parada, Armani. Yup kat, keep on dreaming, don't worry someday you'll get hold of that novel, The Devil Wears Parada, just try to save some money. I'm talking to myself? Guess that's part of minor injuries.

The Mock

2006-05-23T17:48:00.000+08:00

I watched the movie Da Vinci, the second day after its release because of stupid "Pilas". Anyway, it was not that great as I expected it to be but Php 60.50 was worth it. If you've read the book it'll be a bit boring because you will already know what would happen next. It was very funny also to realized that it had Mona Lisa on the poster but was not even shown in the movie even a glimpse of it, there's none. But I'd say the effects were good. The acting was nice, especially, Ian McKellen he was incredible, maybe, I am just used to him as Gandalf in LOTR.

While watching, I found it so funny why the Catholic Church or other Conservative Groups tried to ban it. The movie was not that churva to shatter faith. The plot of the movie was so subtle that you'll just be shocked to find out that you are entertained instead of doubting. I was actually grinning on the scene when the mission of the Priory of Sion and how the evidences in Da Vinci's painting of the Last Supper was explained. It was so fiction just like and Indiana Jones Movie in the modern setting. Yet the movie was so controversial and prejudged by many.

Numero

2006-05-21T18:11:00.000+08:00

I never learned how to love numbers, not until I met Professor Lim in my Trigo Class. She was a nice Professor, made math so easy for me. It was from her that I get my first uno (1.0) in college. It was from her that I learned how to be analytical. It was from her that I learned not to be absent for the sake of your other class (especially if you have to cram for exams).

I think there never had been a normal human being who never loathed the excruciating Math subject. All of us entered that stage which we learned every curse in the world because of Math. Lucky me, I guess, to see the beauty in numbers. Well, eventhough, I learned to love Math, I'm not that good still and frequently make mistakes. But the lesson in there is that you learned not to give up, listen to your instincts, and be patient at all times.

I discover this in the Reader's Digest. The first attempt took me for almost 2 hours (yeah, quite lousy me). But I did enjoyed it. And according to the PDI, it is a good excercise for the brain. It improves your intelligent memory. I'm talking about the Sudoku game. It's a Japanese Number Game. It is a puzzle don't need math to do this. The rule is you have to complete the boxes with numbers from 1-9 in such way that each horizontal and vertical line must contain numbers from 1-9 nonrepeating. And each big boxes must contain nonrepeating numbers from 1-9.

from: www.soduko.org

Give it a try!

My Principle in this Life: There's always something.

Not Watching

2006-05-15T18:34:00.000+08:00

I have to admitt, I'm watchig the PBB first edition and liked it. Not because this and that is cute...oh no he is a gay...no he just so yummy...not because of that! It is just nice to watch a reality show featuring how people would react under certain situations. It was a reality show. The second one was fine, the Celebrity Edition. You get to know they're real personality.

But lately, I really find the show stupid. They're Teen Edition plainly sucks. It is not intellectually stimulating and it is all about how good they look in the tv. I know many people will be stressed if ever they would have a chance reading this opinion of mine. The production should put real people in it. It is not all about because they look good, their family is separated, they are getting poor (they don't look poor), and they would want to be actors and actress someday. Is that a reality show? Are those real people? Do they really represent the true teens of today? I don't think so! Of course, being a teen and been through it almost, I know what's real problem and concerns of the teen.

I think they should've put real teens in it, intellectual teens who knows how to strive in life's challenges. They should've put a teen who is bold in her opinions and politically inclined. There shoul've been a teen who wants to go abroad and be a nurse. There should've been a teen whose already working to get his family a dinner. There should've been a teen who wants just to flirt. There should've been a teen who wants to graduate badly with honors. There should've been a teen who cares so much in social work. There should've been a very religious teen. There should've been a teen who is so shy to speak up. These teens should've been inside the house and trying to get into each others lives and understand more of people in different diversities. I don't think that the producers are aware that there are teens such as these ever existed in our country. I am sure there is! I've meet people who have these certain characteristics and they have exciting lives living in an ordinary community. Teens who have brains not only flirting and make ups. Teens who are understanding and caring, not a bunch of plastics who are scared to show there real attitude. Teens who are beautiful in their character and not in there physical appearance. Teens who are dramaking and dramaqueen in there lives. If the production got all this?...Now that's a reality show!

Controversial Mona Lisa by Da Vinci

2006-05-13T16:52:00.000+08:00

The world is buzzing about this very controversial movie which will soon be playing in theaters here in the Philippines on the 18th of May. This controversial movie is based on the popular novel of Dan Brown, the Da Vinci Code. I don't want to go on details regarding the story and whatsoever debate on it for sure you have read it a lot of times in the newspaper and internet. I'll just give my opinion regarding all the fuss from the author himself, the director of the movie, producers of Sony Pictures, the government, and the Catholic Church.

The book was nice because everything in there seemed possible to happened. But it is Fiction! Dan Brown himself told the whole world it is Fiction. It is like Indiana Jones movie and this one is modeled for the present society *just like marketing (you have a certain target market)*. Many groups here in the Philippines asked the MTRCB to banned the showing of Da Vinci Code Movie, including, Antipornography, some sectors of the catholic church, and MILF. They accused the story to be blasphemy (don't sure with the ispelling) and that it would trigger antireligion *something*. Honestly, at some point while I was reading the book it shattered my faith for some seconds yet I want to watch the movie sounds so exciting. I don't think that the movie would trigger so much as the book have because there are some points in the book that has been erased to the fact that it might be disclaimed. This was consulted by the director with the author and producers. Actually, I think this is the big chance the Catholic Church would have to strengthen the faith of the catholic community, their belief in Christ. This whole thing is a test just like many temptation we met and instead of running away from it, why not face it and stay strong with your faith. Just like what happened to me during the Holy Week, my faith was shattered nearly but I stayed strong. This was all about the so-called Gospel of Judas which was aired by the National Geographic Channel. And it has real evidence as of those clues given fictionally by Dan Brown in his novel. It came to me that the Gospel of Judas might be correct and the Bible must be wrong at some point, due to time and word of mouth must have passed the wrong message. For almost a week, the new discovery bothers me but I get through it. I fight my way out still retaining my faith and my beliefs in Jesus.

The time the movie will be shown would surely be the time which lots of people would seek for the truth and I believe this would be best guided by the Catholic Church itself. I am not a very religious person. I don't go to church every sunday. I only attend mass if I'm so stressed and exams are there to eat me whole. Yet, I know where my faith belongs, to God.

*blas·phe·my (from dictionary.com)
An irreverent or impious act, attitude, or utterance in regard to something considered inviolable or sacrosanct
A contemptuous or profane act, utterance, or writing concerning God or a sacred entity.
The act of claiming for oneself the attributes and rights of God.

I forgot to give my conclusion (pahabol): I strongly disagree that the movie to be ban because I want to watch it and I don't think people are that stupid to directly believe the story, of course, God made us with extraordinary brain powers.

Tag Ulan

2006-05-11T19:18:00.000+08:00

Well I have been thinking days now about the rainy season the PAGASA was reminding the public for almost a week. Then earlier today when I wake myself from slumber, the sky was sort of gloomy. It will rain anytime of the day and it really did. According to my boss, there's a tropical typhoon named Caloy. I guess rain will stay with us for sometime. It usually bothers me when it rains. I hate rain because everything looks so gloomy. I love sunshine because it makes you alive, while, rain will make you sluggish. But today, it was so different. I felt so thankful that it rained and the atmosphere is so cool. I even loved walking in the rain. Today was the first time I appreciate rain. I guess this is because it has been a long time since it rained and summer was sizziling hot and never got the chance to enjoy swimming...stupid summer class!

Rob Thomas is just so Gwapo...no...he is Gwapo-er!

Wasted

2006-05-09T17:28:00.000+08:00

Last night finally my wish which I've been wishing finally came true and get to dance the night away. Everything was actually out of plan. My broadmate just told us that she discovered a nice inuman place near the port. Curious and just plainly out of fun, I ask them what if we go there a treat ourselves with just one bottle of Red Horse. It has been a long time since we get to have fun so Merces and Joushua immediately said "Why not?!". We also invited our former broadmate and officially "magahud" Janelle. She transferred into a new and nice boarding house. However, there policies are kind of strict. They have a curfew 10pm (yet so early) and you wouldn't be allowed to go out if they'll be informed in such a little time. Wise are we and very determined, we gave a bit of lie to Janelle's Landlady. And as what all lies would be if it's "on-the-spot-lie" we were very close to be caught.

We arrived at the port and very weird almost all of the waiters in there followed us as we got in. I guess it's because there are only few people in there and the placed seems "papalugi" already. We found a very nice spot, so relaxing and carefree. We ordered our drinks and chat esp tsimis. Then the band started playing and it was awful, have to admitt there songs are kind of funky during the last part and it drove us to dance. We are having fun and suddenly Merces asked, "What if nyt out ta?". Then again, "Why not?!". We hurriedly got back in our bording house to change into sexy attire (take note...sexy) and asked for permission.

We got there, not so many people compared during saturdays but it was ok and the music deejay's playing is ok. Then a cute guy entered with his (doubtful) girlfriend. He was cute and he did caught my attention. Of course, I am a demure and modest lady, all I do was stare, glance, and whichever way I could get to see him dancing. He was so cute especially when he danced. I didn't care about his girlfriend anymore because she seems bossy and cute guy dosen't seem to like it.

The people were on the mood to dance but not that much and its already 11.30 pm. Two girls start dancing in the bar, people knew already what would happen eventually and to trigger it more they start screaming. It's not new, stories of such circulates months ago in a very conservative city, Iloilo. Yup, the started strip (tease) dancing (whatever term it be) well it's only the top part. Yet for a very demure and modest lady with a sense of conservatism like me, it was so ugly. They were both ugly (literally) and they are those who gave women a not so good image in the our society. We think they we're paid by the management to drive the crowd. Anyway, it was ok afterwards because the crowd started to have fun and everybody's dancing already including us. Merces suddenly then smiled menacingly and I realized that cute guy was actually at my back dancing. Actually, cute guy was there while his so-called girlfriend ordered drinks. I didn't mind that anymore. Cute guy was dancing all alone at my back. Merces suggested why won't we danced with him. Sa uulitin, "Why not?!" But that didn't last for so long because her so-called girlfriend drag him again back to there company. Oh well, stares, glances, and whichever way I could get to see him again.

All of us enjoyed the night. It was so fun dancing carefree while drinking beer and just danced. Merces, Joshua, Janelle, and Me decided to go home because it was already 3am and I have a work 8am and Merces have an exam at 8am.

The following morning was dizzy. I get to wake up 6.30am and prepp myself for work. Then I realized, no wonder not so many people wanted to go clubbin' during weekdays.

But it was fun! No regrets.

Tambay na Lang

2006-05-07T16:02:00.000+08:00

This whole on-the-job training thing is such a crap! During the first week it was indeed fun and challenging but as it lasts it became so boring and very much boring. Especially now that all I have to do is file about 5 big boxes of unfiled files to be filed. Sooooo booooring! I'd rather stay in the bording house and read non sense books.

Anyway, yesterday I ended the day as usual. We supposedly have a practice game in football but only a few came so I decided to go to my dermatologist. When I arrived in the clinic, she was not available because it was already past 6pm so I was told to come back on may 15. I was hungry so I ate some dough nuts and drink coffee at Super Donuts. Afterwards, I decided to check my blog and my friendster account and stream in the net. It was already 8 pm and again I came to a mind wrecking (it always happens) churvaloo to find a good resto, fastfood chain or even a carenderia where I could take my dinner happily in a worth it price. After taking dinner, I got back in the bording house preparing my self to a goodnight sleep. My cellphone suddenly ring into several miss calls. It was shula and cecil, inviting me for a night out. Well it had been almost a month and I was dying to dance the night away to get over the ever frustrating on-the-job training.

Minette asked me to come over their bording house (well we're neighbors) so that we'll just go together. For about an hour I was done with my prepping up. I arrive in Minette's bording house and she's also done with her prepping up. We decided to wait for cecil, shula, mich, and mabel. Sad to say they were not done yet and that there are still 3 of them waiting in the bathroom to take a quick shower. So Minette and me ended up chikka for almost 2 hours drained already with our pimple stories. Finally they texted us informing that they're ready to go. It was supposed to be a ladies night out but we were to scared out of many successful hold-up stories around the block, so we asked Gams to chaperone us and we also asked Lenard to chaperone Gams.

We arrived at MooMoo full packed with people added with a noisy band outside. We stayed outside with the noisy band and naginuman. We were actually waiting that it'll be 2am already so that we could get inside the dance floor for free (cheapstakes we have to). It was kind of boring because we have no proper topic except most of us are lipong already. 2am and yet there's still an entrance fee. 3am still with an entrance fee. 3.30am the music was already too boring so it's free. We were so frustrated, it was supposed to be 2am no entrance fee anymore! Guess they changed policy. Nothing to do yet we don't want to go home yet.

We headed to coffee break and just drink coffee and make chikka and tsismis to each other. We talk about Just Friends Movie, somebody's gayness, 3 primary otot, how to suka, the-pinainit-na-condensada-na-taguin-natin-sa-pangalang "White Choco". I learned so many things, mga bagay na di dapat i-lesson (hirap magspell ng tinuturo eh) at mga sekreto na pwedeng ipamalita sa lahat pag ikaw ay aawayin. Then, it was already 5am so we call it a day. Although, I didn't get to dance and was kind of frustrating the tsismis was fun. I enjoyed the tsismis. (yeah i'm evil)

Iskolar ng Bayan

2006-05-05T18:46:00.000+08:00

Is it an advantage to be a UP student?

People will expect a lot from you. They will look at you with admiration. Taga UP ka? Talaga! Ang talino mo pala (sabay isip, sana matalino din ako tsk). Of course, it is not that easy to pass the excruciating UPCAT examination to preserve its high educational standard. The University of the Philippines is not an ordinary academic institution. It has history with it and it is a history by itself.

People will judge your personality (Aktibista! Wala ng ibang ginawa kun di awayin ang gobeyrno). Ahh, yan? Taga UP yan, masyadong mahangin at masyadong bilib sa sarili...akala mo kung sino! There is this perception that UP students are boastful. May be they're just insecure (sabay isip, sana matalino din ako tsk). Especially in a work place, they will watch you're every move. If you fail or made a mistake, "Akala ko taga UP ka?" .

Well, that's only a perception.

Is it an advantage to be a UP student?

Yes, not because you are intelligent but because you have the heart to be intelligent.

Churvalooness!

UP Mindanao

2006-05-03T18:40:00.000+08:00

CHILD OF THE SUN:Belong to the Land and to the People, and serve them well
By Dr. Jose M. Tiongco / MindaNews / 22 April 2006

(Note from MindaNews: Speech delivered by Dr. Jose M. Tiongco at the 9thCommencement Exercises of the University of the Philippines in Mindanao, 22April 2006 ).

Were I to introduce myself, I would present a simple country bumpkin of adoctor, a surgeon who was born and raised in Mindanao. And will die here too.And that would probably be soon, if I do not finally learn in my old age tokeep my mouth shut.

I have gone around the world a few times and talked to quite a number ofpeople of different races, people of different cultural, economic andeducational backgrounds. And this is not the first time that I am speaking to aUP audience. But I get goose bumps every time I find myself in a UP institution.It is not easy to talk to UP people. I should know that. I come from UP myself.You can always tell a UP graduate from those of the other Universities. Youwould generally be looking at a person who is multi-talented, multi-tasked,interesting, interested, articulate, efficient, effective, competent, selfassured, and eager to learn more; even if you understandably would also have todeal with a certain palpable cockiness. Would you agree?

But if there were a Jesuit in the audience today, he will probably rise up tosay that I am really describing an Ateneo person as well! I have been with theAteneo much, much longer than I had been with UP. And I would have to agree,especially on the cockiness part. But I will argue that it is in the Universityof the Philippines that the student acquires on top of all that I described, asense of Nationalism, of cultural identity, and a burning sense of outrage atthe historical and present oppression of our country and our people.

And this is what UP is really known for. Would you agree?

Yes. I can attest to that, having graduated 35 years ago from the Universityof the Philippines College of Medicine in Manila. And those were the times inour nation's history when the UP students hurled themselves at the Marcosmilitary in the cities and in the countryside to tell them and the rest of theworld that they would rather die than tolerate oppression. That was 35 years ago. And today I often wonder what happened. How could sucha pure and pristine movement that wore the invincible armor of love of countryand resistance against fascism degenerate after all those years into thetattered rags of banditry, extortion and opportunism?

Those who were fortunate enough to die in the struggle have remained true tothe cause. But that cannot be said for the unfortunate many who survived. Forone can now see quite a number of them carving out their opulent lifestyles inUSA, paying only lip service to the sufferings here in the Philippines. Andthose who have decided to stay in the Philippines can now be seen walking thecorridors of power, integral parts of the system they had previously foughtagainst and wished to destroy.

What started out with a bang has now ended with a pitiful whimper, if not withthe clink and clatter of thirty pieces of silver.

Is our history really meant to be this way?

In a couple of years, the University of the Philippines System, the mostvenerable educational institution in the country will be celebrating its centennial.

How would history judge UP in the last one hundred years? If the longsuffering people of the Philippines were to examine the University of thePhilippines System and grade its performance for the country in the last 100years, would the UP pass or fail the examination?

Or to put it bluntly and more graphically, if the President of the Universityof the Philippines System were to be dragged kicking and screaming into apeople's court to account for the one hundred years the blood sweat and tearsof the poor people of the Philippines were used to support UP as the citadel ofthe True, the Good and the Beautiful in the country, would she be able to givean answer that will be acceptable to the tubercular stevedore in Sasa wharf whoeats only once a day and whose children sit in malnourished stupor by the roadside?

Can she answer for the fact that up to 90% of the graduates of the UP Collegeof Medicine are serving the Americans and not the Filipinos who sacrificed fortheir education and training?

Can she answer for the fact that even as the graduates of UP College of Lawtop the Bar every year, the halls of Congress in the Philippines are filledwith UP lawyers who use their legal gobbledygook to pass laws favorable to themultinational business industries in the country and detrimental to the poor inthe Philippines? Can she justify why justice in the Philippines is officiallyand unofficially for sale and is out of the reach of the ordinary Filipino wholives below poverty level?

Can she answer for the fact that the graduates from the UP College ofAgriculture in Los Banos devastate hundreds of thousands of hectares of primeland in Mindanao growing bananas, pineapples and oil palm for the transnationalindustries while the Philippines must still import the Filipinos' basic needs inrice and sugar? Can she answer for the fact that UP Geologists and Mining Engineers ravage ourmountains and soil our pristine streams, our rivers and our seas and irreparablyharm the environment and the health of our indigenous tribes and people as theyextract minerals and precious metals for foreign business concerns?

Can she answer for the fact that while UP College of Mass Communicationsupposedly teaches the loftiest principles of information dissemination and theresponsibilities that come with the freedom of speech and _expression, hergraduates lead big Media organizations in the Philippines that are active andwilling servants of big business interests and political pressure groups? ThePhilippine Media is a world wide marvel for its prattle and irresponsibilityand for the naked arrogance of its power over our people. It has become morepredatory, mercenary and corrupt than the government institutions it denouncesevery day in print and in lurid broadcast coverages.

I could go down the line and pile up quite a lot of indictments against the UPsystem. But my time here as a speaker is limited.

Of course, it could be argued that UP's role is that of Education and isdifferent from that of the Government of the Philippines that makes thepolicies and enforces the laws of the land.

But UP's role as the country's premier institution in education and trainingprecedes that of the government; because it uses the Filipino taxpayers' moneyto train the leaders who eventually control the reins of government and private enterprises in the Philippines.

If the University of the Philippines takes great pride that her graduateseasily top the government examinations in any professional undertaking, theUniversity of the Philippines must also bow its head in shame and sorrowbecause it cannot shirk the accountability and responsibility for her graduateswho raid the coffers of the country, corrupt the morals of our people, and turnthe Philippines into an international basket case and permanent laughing stockof the nations of the world.

I am a simple country doctor. And I do not have claims to be part of the academe. But I do not believe in Education and Training for the sake ofEducation and Training themselves. I do not believe that Education does nothave anything to do with Moral Duty and Accountability. I believe that UP, asan educational institution, must have something to do with the clouds of unmitigated materialism and greed that darken the cultural horizon of thePhilippines today. I believe that a University education, especially in UP hasto do with the constant search for what is Good, what is True and what is Beautiful, no matter how polluted these concepts may have become through theirconstant prostitution for personal motive and gain.

What makes a UP student momentarily flash the bright colors of Nationalism andlove of country, and then upon graduation, promptly fall into the grey colors of compromise and conformity just to be able to exist in a way of life that forceshim to suppress the shame and the painful voice of conscience within himself,shut himself inside his own ego, praise with bitter half-smiles the oppressionand exploitation of his own people so he can beg with his eyes for a small partof the loot to be thrown his way?

What dulls the edge of his seething outrage?

I came back to Mindanao from my studies in UP Manila to seek the answers tothese questions. Mindanao is the second largest island in the Philippines . It comprises thirtypercent (30%) of the country's land area and is home to twenty percent (20%) ofthe population. Seventy five percent (75%) of the Mindanawons are of migrantstock, from the different areas in the Philippines who came to escape thecultural, political and economic baggage that burdened them in their placeswhere they were born. They came prepared to bear the new burdens of adjustmentswith and consideration for others of different cultures, traditions andreligions. They came prepared to work. And work hard for their children and fortheir children's children as well. They came prepared to respect others and berespected in their own right.

Mindanao is the richest island in the Philippines. It produces 54% of theGross National Product but gets only 7% of the national Budget. One senatorfrom Mindanao once describe it as the National Cash Cow that gets only dog food� crumbs from the tables of the rest of the country. But without Mindanao, theentire Philippines would starve to death.

The Philippines is a typical example of external exploitation by the G-7countries, and Mindanao is the typical example of internal exploitation by thecentral government in Manila.

But it is here in Mindanao where the real heart of the Philippines beats.

The average Mindanawon is multi-cultural and multi-lingual. He lives in hiscommunity, comfortable in his culture, his own way of life, even when his nextdoor neighbor and friend dresses differently, eats differently, talks to hischildren in another language, and adores another God. His children play happilywith the children of people in his community whom his ancestors used to beafraid of and hated and waged continuous wars against.

It is here in Mindanao where the people consider diversity not as a divisivefactor but the key to Unity and progress. It is here where we respect therights of others to their own thinking and culture. Here where the centralgovernment is physically and administratively distant, the people have learnedthat working together in mutual respect and consideration is the key to saveour families, our communities and our country.

For generations, your fathers and mine, products of different cultures in thePhilippines, have worked hand in hand and side by side in peace and brotherhoodwith each other and the indigenous peoples here in Mindanao. We belong here.

It is only when the Manila government makes moves in Mindanao that devastatingwars happen among the inhabitants of our island. It is a past and presentgovernment practice that the undesirables in the military and civil services inLuzon and the Visayas are punished for their transgressions by sending them toMindanao - where they usually wreak havoc on our lives.

Generations of hard work and carefully nurtured goodwill among peoples in ourisland have been erased by thoughtless and exploitative laws that are passed inCongress in Manila by people who have never been to Mindanao and are even afraidto visit it.

Twenty years or so ago, a group of UP graduates here in Mindanao visited theother sites of UP in other areas in the Philippines like, Baguio, Diliman,Manila, Los Banos, Iloilo and Cebu. And they wondered why there was no UP inMindanao.

Thus was born a dream. And the dream was brought to a reality ten years later.I have watched UP Mindanao's development through the years as the youngest,least funded and most neglected institution in the UP system. And I havecheered your valiant efforts. I knew in my heart that you would be differentfrom all the other UPs in all the other places in the Philippines because ofthe legacy of cultural belongingness, respect and tolerance you have beenexposed to. And I never doubted your success.

I do not believe that the majority of your students use UP Mindanao only as ajumping board to UP Diliman. Only the most calloused and unseeing studentswould not swear to the vision and mission of UP Mindanao.

The University of the Philippines in Mindanao is committed to lead inproviding affordable quality education, scholarly research, and responsive andrelevant extension services to diverse, marginalized and deserving sectors inMindanao and neighboring regions through its programs in the sciences and thearts inculcating a passion for excellence, creative thinking, and nationalismin the context of cultural diversity in a global community.

As you graduate from the youngest UP institution, aware of your role incommunity building in Mindanao, you are sending a dare to the olderinstitutions in the University of the Philippines System. Here is UP Mindanao'sanswer to the failures of the University of the Philippines System: Belong tothe Land and to the People, and serve them well!

From here onwards you have crowned yourself with the laurels of commitment to service.

Do not listen when they tell you that the crown of laurels you wear is soakedin disappointments and bitterness and the dried leaves hide thorns and maggots.Do not listen when they say that a life dedicated to others is not a life; thatit does not bring food and comfort to you and your children; that it brings youno honor and laurels serve not even as condiments for a meal. Do not sell yourlife of service to your countrymen for thirty pieces of silver.

Because if you do, then deep in the night, years and years from now, when yourremaining hair has turned to silver, a small voice will speak to you, justbefore you fall asleep. And you will have to listen to it. Or break apart.

And it will be in Spanish. Because it was said by a man who died young, twelveyears before the University of the Philippines was born in 1908. He was a manwho spent the last years of his life here in the service of our people inMindanao. And he said it to an old man like me, who had white hairs on hishead. And this may well have been spoken by you, the graduates of a young anddynamic UP Mindanao to the old and failing University of the Philippines System.

Cuando tenga canas come esas, senor, y vuelva la vista hacia mi pasado y veaque solo he trabajado para mi, sin haber hecho lo que buenamente podia y debiapor el pais que me ha dado todo, por los cuidadanos que me ayudan a vivir,entonces, senor, cada cana me sera una espina y en vez de gloriarme de ellas,me he de avergonzar!

Ug sa ato pa:

Sir, pagabut sa panahon nga ang akong ulo, maora sad kadaghana ang uban susamasa inyo, unya balikon nako ug lantaw ang akong kinabuhi, unya Makita nako ngaang akong mga paningkamut diay, alang lang sa akong kaugalingon ug walaykalabutan sa mga maayong butang nga ako untang nabuhat u di kaha kinahanglanbuhaton alang sa lungsod nga mao'y naghatag sa ako sa tanan, alang sa akong mgaisigkatao ng mitabang sa ako arun manginabuhi; nianang panahuna, Sir, angtagsa-tagsa ka uban nga anaa sa akong ulo mahimo ug maidlot nga tunok ngamuduksak sa akong panghunahuna ug inay nga mahimayaon ako sa akongkatigulangon, iduko hinuon nako ang akong ulo sa tumang kanugon ug kaulaw!

So if there is anything then, that Mindanao has taught you here in Universityof the Philippines, it is to belong to land, to belong to others, especiallythose who have made you what you are; to be sensitive to their needs, toconstantly consider the other person's way of thinking, in much the same way asyou considered everyday, what language to use to talk to the little child of ajeepney conductor who took your fare, or to the daredevil habal-habal driverwho took you over the butt breaking roads to your refreshing little UP Mindanaocampus.

Look up to the mountain that you see everyday. Breathe in the pure air ofMindanao. This may be your last day in the campus. Take it all in. And rememberit well. Most of you will wander far over yonder, but you will never findanything more beautiful.

Because you will never find the True, the Good and the Beautiful in the world,no matter where or how you search, unless you find them first here on thatmountain where the gods of our beloved Mindanao dwell, here among your peoplewho made you what you are now, and finally, here in your own heart.

(Dr. Jose M. Tiongco is a graduate of the University of the Philippines Collegeof Medicine Class 1971. He writes a column titled "Child of the Sun" forMindaNews and is the author of "Child of the Sun Returning," a book about theearly years of the Medical Mission Group Hospitals and Health ServicesCooperative-Philippines Federation, where he is chief executive officer). http://www.mindanews.com/2006/04/22vws-tiongco.htm

haay taga-Mindanao pa naman ra ba ko!

Untouched Files

2006-05-03T18:30:00.000+08:00

I think every management student in this country has their practicum. It's either in summer or during the semester. I observe just yesterday that most of the job given to these apprentices are all clerical works, especially...FILING! Also, yesterday, I was transferred to another branch and that's my work there. It made me wonder for the whole eight hours, what would I learn after all this filing thingy? Is filing essential for my future?

Is it ok?

2006-05-01T17:19:00.000+08:00

Me and my friends just got into a debate whether it is ok to fall for a bisexual or not. I was on the side that it is totally fine as long as you love him and accepted him for what he is. Most of them were on the contrary. They prefer not because it is not that easy and very insulting for us girls. Another, they reasoned out that they became bisexual because they love to have an intimate relationship with the same sex...they wanted to be with a guy. Well, I respect their opinion the same as they respect mine. (actually there are only two of us who thinks it's ok)

Last night, I've read the contemporary short story by Annie Proulx, Brokeback Mountain. I haven't watched the movie because it was showed in cinemas when all of us where cramming for our Entrepment papers. (i haven't watched goal, walk the line, memoirs also...too bad) The story was a bit confusing and complicated for me to decipher (i'm not a lit major and i'm not that cultured) but it was ok. I felt sad for Alma's part, she might showed that it was fine for her that her husband Ennis and Jack would go for fishing knowing that iba ang trip nila. Imagine you have two daughters and you're married 4 years, then, a shocking realization that you're husband has an intimate relationship with a guy. I can't blame Jack and Ennis that much because even themselves they don't know what came to them, they're not queer yet they loved each other and wanted to be together. They should've prevented themselves and learned the hard way to quit each other.

After an hour or so, I remembered the ultimate question days ago: Is it ok to fall for a bisexual? No. You can't changed them. That's what they are and acceptance from a girl is not that possible. You might fall for each other, live together and have kids but you can't take away from them that personality (which by the way made me think that they're might not be a bisexual at all). They would still keep on looking for that feeling. Just like what happened to Jack and Ennis eventhough they have mistresses, wives and kids. You're just hurting yourself.

Haay naku...pagibig nga naman!

Updates

2006-04-27T19:03:00.000+08:00

Last monday I started my internship here in Iloilo. The company I'm working right now sells car accessories. I could still remember while me and my friends are planning our prospect company, I told them that I wanted to work in a car company because someday if ever I will become an entreprenuer I would choose to manufacture cars. Well, when I arrive here last week ago everything change and while looking for a company I didn't mind anymore whether it's a car company or not. I was supposedly to be working in a real estate, my adviser didn't agree and instead gave me a call card of the company I'm in now...still related with cars! Coincidence?

It's hard to be an intern because you don't know exactly what to do. You'll just have to wait for instructions from your supervisor who obviously are lost thinking what will they do to you and most of them will only give you job in filing stuffs. In my case it is so different. For my first week I was so busy rushing things and ended up way beyond the suppose time. I was asked to layout things since I was assigned in the Marketing Department this week. The other boss saw my job and even commented..."Not bad!"...and asked me where I studied and my plans after graduation. He even convinced me to work in their company someday because they needed somebody like me. I was so flattered, very flattered! Whether it is true or not, I don't care. It indeed motivate me.

Yesterday was so busy I have to finish the layout and submitt it for printing. And yes, when you're in a hurry time and other fortiutous events occur making delays. I used Microsoft Publisher but the print shop asked for a Photoshop to be edited 24x36 with 72 resolution (Publisher don't offer such) and it was already late in the afternoon. The employee in charge was so stressed already that it might not catch the deadline and surely the boss will be angry. I accompany her while I'm also liable to it and it was my work.

We did finished the whole thing before lunch and the outcome was quite successful. When we arrive in the office the employee directly present it to our boss. The boss was impressed and instead of sending it directly to Kalibo, he asked that it'll be framed. My heart was so happy! They appreciate my work and even asked to framed it. It'll be displayed in one of their branches and people will see it. I was so happy! All the hard work indeed payed off. Although they don't have a salary I was motivated to work hard and do my best. So...this is the feeling when you're working!

I'll show my work next time...tagal kasi maupload 150 kaya ang resolution!

Sometimes when my brain cells are working...

2006-04-21T10:41:00.000+08:00

It just came across my mind:

"I wanna love...I want a fire...To feel the burn...My desires...I wanna man by my side..."

Hahahaha...

Every person would do...except if you're mentally retarded!...and I guess I am?

A few weeks ago when I was asked by my Aunt if I have a boyfriend already I didn't get the chance to answer the question as my sister obliviously answered that I don't have any ever since (which is true) because I was saving my powers for my political career (which is not true). Well, their reaction was to laugh very hard.

It is only when somebody asked me (especially a relative of mine) if I have a boyfriend that will make me feel bad of being a single. Regardless of that, it is helluva fun to be a single or maybe I'm already used to it.

Later this morning, I was think of the past things that I wrote in here and made me think. I didn't won as a batch rep, then I guess I have time for a boyfriend? That was kind of silly. Do I find boyfriends necessity as of now? Answer is NO. Then, I guess what I wrote way back was really stupid.

No one is courting me right now and it is just usual if you're a single to think of such things as this (baka akalain nyo'ng feel na feel ko lalo ka na cecil). I just realize (and no I'm not hopeless...supergoddess would never be!) that I don't want to have a boyfriend until next year when I finish my degree course. All I have to do is concentrate very hard in my studies and aim for University Scholar (hahaha) for the both two remaining semesters. This will get me to graduate with an award as a Cum Laude (bwahahaha). Well, the incentives are good. Sometime in the first week of April, I get to talk with my uncle and was actually bribing him to loan me a money so that I could buy a laptop which is so vital for my dying paperworks. Sad to say, he can't afford to abruptly lend me with such a big amount and instead told me if ever I will graduate as a Cum Laude he will treat me a trip to HongKong for 4days and 3nights (nyahahaha). I don't know whether he is serious or not. Anyway, it's worth the try and there is nothing to loose. I was even thinking to suggest that preferably it is more nicer if it's Thailand or Singapore and may be Italy.

Keep on dreaming!

(I'm in an internet cafe and 6 of us in line where wearing red...I hate the staff who assign which cubicle we should be.)

Thoughts

2006-04-12T16:33:00.000+08:00

I never understand why! I just can't help myself writing my thoughts out. I don't understand either why most of my friends doesn't enjoy writing their own thoughts. It should have been merry if my friends do. Well, guess my blog would have to be lonely then. Maybe I'll go blog hunting? Same monkey in one tribe!

How Dreams Could Change Your Life

2006-04-12T15:25:00.000+08:00

When we were still little toddlers we are so amazed with fairy tale stories and believing that they are real. We loved reading them and listening to stories told by our pre-school teachers, parents, aunties, uncles, and yayas. We nagged our parents to go to the movie house or borrow tapes/vhs just to watch all those fairy tales. It is also good for us because it helps us develop our imagination making us wiser than ever. For me, I loved to stay in the library and look for fairy tale books (not actually reading every word but scanning for pictures). I miss that library because it is located in the second floor of the building (the highest so far...hey it is still in elementary) making you believe that you are the Queen of the World plus the fresh air flowing (not yet airconditioned) in and out of the window...very subtle for reading and imaging.
The subject mostly of this fairy tale books is about love and dreams coming true. It is so nice to hear or read on the last page...And They Lived Happily Ever After (aaww so cute!). My personal favorite is Cinderella. I just watched the whole movie last saturday at Disney Channel. According to her, if you only kept on dreaming and believing! I know I'm to old for such movies but the fun part is that it gives you hope in everything. People would usually tell you (if your in my age or older) to wake up and stop dreaming. Yes reality is harsh, you have to face shattered dreams and lost hopes. But will you let shattered dreams take your life away? It is easy to say no but once your in the situation it has never been that easy and dreaming again seems so impossible. I was just wondering...what would Cinderella do if her mice friends are not that intelligent enough to grab the key from her stepmother or she forgot to bring with her the other pair and eventually in the story broke the last glass slipper? It surely be a shattered dream for her to marry the prince charming. (The question is actually stupid, don't worry I'm not looking for answers.) Inspite all of this, never fail to forget that one thing leads to another and that there will always be something. It doesn't mean because your dreams are shattered; magic, fairy tales, happily ever after stories are stupid. This things just remind you to keep on believing and smile (it makes you look pretty). No one is ever too old for fairy tales!
Shattered dreams and dreams-come-true will change your life in a way and no matter what you will always dream and believe. Dreaming is involuntary and it happens even if your awake. Deja vu?

(i don't know exactly what i'm writing...lost!)

The End. YES!

2006-03-29T17:41:00.000+08:00

I just realized, I was talking about summer already and I haven't shared yet the happiness I felt when we submitted our final paper in Mgt 138. Yes, I was so happy! It is like we enrolled the whole semester for that paper alone. It was hell making it...Promise! I didn't expect that it would turn out the way it did. We have a lots of petty fights and not so motivated group mates (by the way I'm one of those). It is like we are working for it because it is there and it needs to be worked out. Imagine! Plus, we always paniced on the 11th hour and rushing. During our presentation it was more than hell for me and we discover lots of flaws in our paper, making it "super-duper-mega-over-to the nth power-and-infinity" net loss. Anyway, we won the (can be manipulated) online voting for Best Concept.Thank God, the rating of our presentation is not a major part of our grade. That is just right! As what our professor told us, making a business plan A+ doesn't gurantee you to be a very successful entrepreneur someday. Just like what happened to the CEO of FEDEX, he got a C in his college business plan, but he is the owner of one of the best companies in the world (good for him). Not to lose Hope...to be filthy rich...hehe!

We aim for the first...?

However, we expectedly won the Best Concept...

Summer Loving...

2006-03-29T17:16:00.000+08:00

The sun shines at its peakest and you crave for halo-halo, summer again! Well I want to spend it in a beach, most probably in Panglao or Boracay. What a dreamer! Sad to say I have to stay here in Iloilo and complete my course requirement and take Mgt 196. I will be a slave for almost 2 months in some of the commercial/government establishment in Iloilo. At least, no sleepless nights except for night outs/clubbin with friends. This is my first time to be spending summer far from home. I guess I just really have to get used to it, hey I'm not getting younger anymore. There's nothing I can do but to make the most of summer with Law and Order...where's Oblé?

(Actually, I just want to brag about this picture because it is nice and I took it by myself...isn't it nice?)