A day in the life of a NOBODY

As the Year 2009 ends...

2009-12-31T17:10:00.002+08:00

As the year 2009 ends, I have a lot to be thankful for. I have received lots of blessing, learned lots of lessons, and gained new friends. Though 2009 is what I call the crossroad of my life, It wasn't all pleasure and fun. There were tough times too. Actually, this year was a pretty stagnant year for me. Yes, its true. Stagnant. The perfect word to describe my year.

I have achieved a lot this year, and I am very thankful for it. I graduated, got my license and I'm ready to step into the world of teaching. But there's one thing..something's stopping me and I guess its fear. I fear that I won't be good enough, I fear that I might teach them wrong and I fear that I might not stay in the path that I have chosen for a long time. So, in 2010, I want to be a completely different person. Again..a person who doesn't fear anything, a person who will face anything to get through her goal and a person who does not only think of herself but also of others. Sounds like a New Year's resolution huh?

Since I am making this post sound like a New Year's Resolution, I will just make one since I haven't done one like this for ages.

Starting JANUARY 1, 2010 I will...

1. TRAIN religiously. Like 3 or 4 times a week will do, no matter how busy my schedule is.

2. Keep a PLANNER. I know you guys got BlackBerry and iPHONES to keep track of your schedules, but say what, nothing beats your own handwriting when it come to organizing events.

3. Keep a journal. I know its lame..oh so lame. I kept a journal for a month and I was kinda happy about it because it gives you a clear picture of what you did in the past couple of days or so. It's hard keeping one but its worth the shot.

4. Be a better Catholic.

5. GET A JOB ASAP. Ma was ranting about the job thing to me all the time. It's not that I don't want to get one, I just want to rest and I thing my rest days are over. And besides, being jobless during the Holidays is FRIGGIN' depressing.

6. Share my blessings. Whatever I get, I'll share it.

7. Do house chores whenever I can. Or yet, DO HOUSE CHORES. And that is an order.

8. Be more patient. Taking care of three kids is not a joke. They're not my kids by the way, but they have what it takes to give you a meltdown or worse, rage blackouts.

9. Be ECOncious. Global Warming isn't getting any better. If you want to live longer, start living GREEN and thinking GREEN.

10. BLOG RELIGIOUSLY.

11. DO ALL OF THIS without any doubts. I made so I should do it.

Thank you 2009 for all things GOOD and BAD..we'll surely miss you..

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!

My Christmas Wishlist

2009-12-16T01:16:00.017+08:00

9 days. It's all the time we have left before Christmas Day. I never had an entry that has something to do with the Holidays, so, while I'm still feeling the holiday fever, I'd like to make my very first Christmas Wishlist (hurray!). Actually, we have one at home but the things you'd have to put in there should be affordable and realistic (hmph..I live in a house full of stingy people). SO, I dedicate this post to my friends, especially YOU!

Here's the list..Pay close attention haha

1. Garmin Forerunner 405 Watch
- When it comes to training and running, Garmin 405 watch is your best friend. This baby's loaded with GPS, Heart rate monitor, speed, pace and distance tracker and sooo much more. I can use it practically anywhere.

2. Nike Sportband
- Its a lot cheaper than the Garmin but the sportband also monitors speed, distance, pace, calories and it even functions as a watch. It comes with an iPod sensor which you will attach to your shoe and you're good to go. We've already tried this and it's pretty accurate. I want it.

3. Nathan Speed 4 Hydration Bottles
- I know, I know, I don't need these because I don't do marathons or even half marathons. But what about "bandit" runs? Only the registered runners are allowed to go to hydration stations and it's freakin' hard to run without drinking anything. So..I would love to have this not for my future bandit runs because I won't do it anymore =) it's for training. For the long runs.

4. Kindle 2
- Imagine having an entire library in the palm of your hand and it's less than a centimeter thick! Kindle 2 is the e-book reader of all e-book readers. You can store 30,000+ e-books and it comes with a web browser (perfect for reading the latest news).

5. CELLO

- We all know that I'm such a sucker for cello. It started a couple years ago when I watched a cello concerto and completely fell in love with it. Maybe you're asking why I would want it on my wish list knowing that I don't have a single clue on how play it. I'll just cross the bridge when I get there. It's never too late to learn anything.

6. Nike Lunarglide+
- Whether you're a man or a woman. Whether you need more stability or prefer more cushioning. Whether you're at the beginning, the middle or at the end of your run. The Lunarglide+ adjusts to you and your run to provide a customized ride every time. Actually, it's rocket science.

I guess that's it..I still have a million things in mind but really, the idea of Christmas is not about the stuff you give to people but the love that you share to the people who need it most.. Merry Christmas Guys!

Long lost love...for blogging!

2009-12-13T15:31:00.003+08:00

To my followers (as if I have one! lol) you might be a bit surprised to see another entry from your favorite writer. (Haha THat's me!) =)) I haven't been writing since I finished college and that kind of sucks on my part because I used to love blogging and I really don't give much of a thought on what things I write on my entries. (honestly some it.) My life became pretty stagnant since I stopped blogging. I hate it. HATE IT. So, I would want to blog again and I will try my best to blog religiously..for personal reasons.

The Kitchen and I

2009-07-05T00:02:00.003+08:00

Cooking is something that I really want to try and be good at. But no matter how I try, I still can't make a simple dish without making a big boo-boo inside the kitchen. I love to cook but I guess the kitchen doesn't love me.

COOKING + ME = ARMAGEDDON

If I were to explain it through an equation, that would be very correct. After graduation, I had lots of time to spare, so I decided to try my luck in the kitchen. I have been there a million times only to eat but not to cook. I wanted to be like the other members of my family who can cook such sumptuous dishes. I am not saying that I am completely ignorant when it comes to making food, I know how to cook egg, bitter gourd and my personal favorite, my specialty, the Nissin Seafood cup noodles. Just add hot water up to the brim and wait for three minutes and then, Enjoy! haha

I had a few mishaps when I was trying to cook. Like one time when my mom ordered me to cook sauteed bitter gourd with egg. I know the procedures and all, I made it the way my mother told me. What I don't understand is, it still doesn't taste right. It was salty, bitter and tastes nothing like my mother's cooking. So, my younger sister ate it first because she's in a hurry and she's got no choice. When she's about to leave, my mother asked her if she already ate. She answered "Yes. I ate poison."

Then there's another one. This happened a couple days ago when Jai, my cousin decided to treat the family with a midnight snack. I went with him, Rani and FinFin to the grocery store and decided to buy pancakes, ice cream and sweet things that will be used for decorating the pancake. When we got home, nobody volunteered to cook the pancakes, so I volunteered. This is really embarrassing especially to Hanna my best friend. Her claim to fame? she can make perfect circle pancakes. And she makes it fluffy. So, I was mixing the ingredients when I realized that I made a stupid mistake. I doubled the amount of water that was supposed to be mixed with the batter. The supposed-to-be-fluffy pancake turned out to be a crepe. Everyone was laughing at me and my stupid mistake. I still had the last laugh because in the end, they enjoyed the make-your-own crepe activity we had. My sister even honored the Jackson 5 with her crepe. She smothered her crepe with super sweet chocolate syrup and put jet-puffed marshmallow spread for MJ's face. It was really hilarious because it was really sweet and she told me that every mouthful of that crepe is a big challenge. The evening ended with a contest. Whoever has the highest blood sugar wins.

Prince the Oxymoron

2009-05-07T02:50:00.003+08:00

When I say I hate oxymorons, that means I am an oxymoron. I love saying that word and I love how that word meant. But in reality, I do hate those kind of people even when sometimes I am like that. But this person's story that I am going to tell you right now is a part-oxymoron, part-brat and that person's one helluva bee-atch.

I have written a couple of entries about this person, most of them are grudge entries. Let's just call this person Prince, since that is how the way he acts. They say, you'll know something's wrong with you when everyone disagrees with you and worse, everyone becomes your enemy. I mean, how could some people become soo insensitive? how come some people don't even mind if everybody hates them?

Let's go back to Prince. Prince is soo busy being a brat that he didn't notice that almost everyone hates his attitude. Prince was never like that. He had a few flaws but this time, his flaws grew worse that most of the time even his loved ones could not stand it anymore. He's such a brat that whatever he thinks and whatever he wants, should be done even if other people's reputation are at stake. He doesn't even think of other people. In short, we are all living in Prince's world. He makes rules but never follows them, pretends to set an example but he himself was never an example and worse he wants and will want to stand out and will not even care if he steps on other people's dignity.

Prince, Prince, Prince...maybe a little reflection might help, and maybe if you think first before you act, you might save yourself from becoming one of the most..YOu know...

G'bye PLM..for now

2009-04-18T01:23:00.002+08:00

Today marks a historic day in my life, and it would definitely be a sin not to write an entry about it.

A couple of hours ago, I was standing at our Activity Center, waiting for my other classmates to arrive and assemble to the place where we were supposed to. Today was our graduation day. At first, I really didn't feel so excited about it. I don't know why..maybe because I have to endure my mom's endless nagging about her going onstage on my graduation. I would always say, (in tagalog) "Ma, you can't go onto the stage with me because I don't have any award" Then she would ask why didn't I get an award. Then again I would have to explain the reason why that did not happen. But don't worry my mother doesn't have dementia or amnesia, it's just her way of expressing her excitement.

Anyways, we were almost complete when some of my classmates started taking pictures. This time I felt a scared..or perhaps, sad. Scared because this might be the last time that we're complete. I'm not saying that someone's going to die or something. It's just that some of my classmates already started their careers already. And probably it will be very difficult set another date or activity with us all 28 students present. I felt sad because this is the day that I totally leave PLM.

I have been studying at PLM for the past four years and I think that those four years are the most difficult, the most challenging and the most fruitful years of my life. I have learned so much that it transformed me to a completely different person ( a good person of course!)..I have met and learned from great professors that taught not only theories, things from the book but also ways and lessons of life. The lessons they taught will always be in my mind and in my heart, I will keep it and I will share it to people I will meet in the real world.

Then the long wait is over. We were already asked to stand up and walk near the stairs of the stage. My hands trembled and it starts getting cold. I can't shake Atty. Tamano's hand with my hands like this. LOL. When it's my turn on the stage, I saw our college dean, who happens to be my professor for three semesters and mostly responsible for the changes that happened to me. She gave me my diploma and I shook her hand then I hugged her tight. I thanked her and also I thanked and shook Atty. Tamano's hand and left. And that was it. I got my ticket out into the wild, I got my ticket out into the real world.

I am free. But the question is, is it a freedom from something, or is it a freedom for something? To me it is definitely a freedom for something. I hate goodbyes but this goodbye doesn't feel bad at all. Why? I spent four difficult years of studying, and sometimesit sucks a lot that it makes you just want to quit and walk away. I stayed I fought and the moment I got up on that stage, and the moment I recieved my diploma, I knew and I felt that all my hard work paid off and it really really feels good when you know that you deserve to have it.

There's no doubt that I'm going to do it again. So, goodbye for now PLM. I will be back and I will be learning from you again after year or two.

Bacolod: The City of Smiles

2009-03-30T09:25:00.003+08:00

Its almost 48 hours since I left Bacolod and I miss it already! We had such a great time there that I almost didn't want to go home. But its not all pleasure and leisure, there were also some sucky times that happened there. Well, if I am to rate the things that I have experienced there, i'd say, its a nine out of ten.

I was there to attend the 12th IBP National COnvention for lawyers. I am not a lawyer but I work for my aunt who happens to deal with lawyers. We sell stuff that lawyers need like Supreme court decisions CDs , caps, stickers, jackets and many more. It was fun but it was really really hot. Convention sites are supposed to be air conditioned. Yes. To the lawyers who are attending the convention. But to us, concessionaires the venue is in an open space in front of the venue and worse, the sun is shining directly at our booth. If only you could see me now, I 'm darker than dark chocolate. The evil woman is there, with her family and she keeps looking at our booth and she's checking if we are selling our stuff. Biatch. She's the main reason why I have some sucky parts in this trip. I have worked with my aunt for two years already. And during that time i have made a couple of friends, had drinking sessions with them, and I had so many fun conversations with them. I was really surprised when I recieved a very different treatment from them. It seems like somebody had spread false rumors about us and they actually believed in it. Biatch. Enough about that, karma will get her someday. Biatch. I really had a great time in Bacolod. The people are very friendly and they have every right to be called the City of Smiles. Their smile has a very lightening aura. They smile at me, I smile back, and it makes my day. Their food is awe awe awesomely delish! I gained a couple of pounds there because everytime we eat, I can't help but eat 2 cups of rice. Everyday i like fiesta! not only the food is delicious, the price is also within our budget.

Because Bacolod is a small city, we get around by riding cabs and tricycles and it doesn't cost much. We were able to check out the whole city with just 300 pesos for our taxi bill and its just like Manila but of course Manila is way developed.

I miss the city , especially the food and I'll definitely miss the people I met there that had become my friends. I'll definitely come back and have another great experience at the City of Smiles.

I hate, I hate

2009-03-28T00:56:00.005+08:00

I was supposed to write a homecoming blogger entry but then because of some eewish people, I just decide to vent all my anger, frustrations and other negative feelings in this entry.

I hate suck ups. I hate people who make themselves look good at the expense of other people. I hate people who say they don't take sides but then they don't even bother to hear the story of the other party. I hate backstabbers. I hate people who make side comments. I hate people who you thought as friends but they desert you and make you feel bad by not talking to you and making you wonder what have you done wrong to deserve that kind of treatment. I hate bitches who spread false rumors about you that could jeopardize a good relationship with you and your good friends.

I hate people who purse their lips to show their disappointment. I hate people who pretend to be intellectuals. I hate two-faced bitches.

I hate myself for I suffer from toxic niceness. I wish I could unleash my inner bitch so that I show those god-knows-what-those-creatures-are what it is to have someone like me as an enemy.

I really do hope that someday, somehow, these people whom they have blinded from their fake toxic niceness may wake up and realize that they are barking at the wrong tree.

God, I Miss My Old Life

2008-12-08T20:02:00.004+08:00

I miss blogging, I miss my bum days, I miss my friends and I miss drinking with them. Truly, there are some things we have to sacrifice in order for us to get to our goal. But I should say, I am somewhat pissed of what I have to sacrifice to be able to get to my goal right now.

I lost my social life when I entered PLM. Why am I even whining about losing my social life? I didn't even have one even before I entered PLM. Anyways, let me share to you guys about my goal right now. Well, I want to graduate in March of 2009. Before I get to graduate, of course PLM has its own special ways to make us all suffer, then we could finally leave the four walls of this huge torture chamber.

Striving to reach your goal has its pros and cons. Well, you won't see the good thing yet until you fulfill your objectives. That's one of the sucky parts of it but once you reach your goal, you'll be proud of how hard you've worked and how you refused to give up when circumstances makes you want to.

Then there's the down side of it. People mostly in the process of accomplishing their aims tend to give up and not finish what they have started. It's like they dropped off their load, just like that and go into limbo or something. This is the part where most people feel weak and unconfident. This is the part that I hate right now. Giving up.

I am not actually on the "giving-up" part right now, not even close to it. Its just that when I think of my life in the past year or even in the past semester, I began to realize that a lot has changed. I began to adore and enjoy Wednesdays because thats the only time where I can be with my friends and my other blockmates. I began to turn down some of my gigs (part-time job) just because I have a class on Saturdays and I simply just can't go because I have lesson plans to make. I missed quite a few family gatherings and parties because I am really busy. I was so busy that I even forgot to communicate with my friends, the only people who keeps my social life alive.

Though it sucks a lot, when you come to think of it, change has its perks too. When I became a student teacher, I was able to meet new friends, learn new things, and become a better person each day. I guess the things that I am sacrificing right now, I can get back to it anytime once I get to reach my goal. I complain too much, that's all.

First Impressions Last

2008-11-09T22:19:00.002+08:00

Idea taken from Jean Marie Bautista-Catiis. These guys are my classmates since sophomore year, they're like a family to me.

angel- literal, Anghel
hanna- insensitive, kiddy chan, BFF
sheeva- LET Topnotcher, adik
jean - drama queen, mabait
agatha- CHUN!..baet yan
grace- reyna ng transitional devices moreover, halimaw din yan
vaniele- model
ranvill- lider
abby- star model
nix- Bestest bespren..heehee mas mature pa sakin
jane- parang baby
cyrille- diva
alvin- pastar! palabok. maingay. ssc. => same here..hahaha pero mabait
angelu- reyna ng kasipagan
jill- hot momma
tonee- hottest momma..cute babies
jades- kwela ever..superfriend
eena- makulit, perky
fairy- minsan nega, people person, perky din
arlyn- emo emo emo...yes..hehehe
jing- ang nag-imbento ng English Language
lester- I need my Fiber!
rei- Echoserang Frog..heheeh peace!
mariz- EARLY BIRD AWARDEE
jemacy- Insekyora! hahaha chatterbox
marife- gabelita..halimaw!!

Eena Answers Some Thought Provoking Questions

2008-11-07T02:29:00.005+08:00

I was tidying up our room when I saw this little dusty box on the top shelf of my bookcase. It was a box filled with mind boggling questions I bought at Papemelroti. So, I decided to answer ten questions just for fun..I'm going to shuffle the cards and whatever card I pick, I will answer each question honestly and sincerely. Read on.

Question #1:
At a moment's notice, you were given a chance to step into a TALENT DUPLICATOR MACHINE which could duplicate any person's talent and make it yours for life. What talent would you pick and whose?

~ Hehehe that was kinda easy. If I am to duplicate someone's talent and make it mine for life, I would definitely pick Nigel Boehm's amazing cello skills. My cello obsession started when I watched the OpusFest concertos and chamber music concertos. When I saw Nigel Boehm play his cello, it was like I entered a different world. He looked so serious but at the same time he looked like he enjoyed playing his cello. A cello's sound may be quite depressing and has a lower pitch than that of the violin, but it does sound really sophisticated and I think the way they play the cello looks very cool. Waah! I need that talent duplicator machine soo baaad!

Question #2
If everyone had to pick a new name, what would yours be?

- I think I like my name. My mother wanted me to have a quite unique name, so she gave me a Russian one. But if my parents gave me a chance to pick my own name I would like to have those virtue names like "Patience" or "Prudence" or "Felicity" or maybe "Chastity". I prefer Felicity but I can't think of a good nickname for it. If I chose Felicity, they may end up calling me Fely or Ikay. Prudence sounds cool and the nickname Pru sounds cool too. But I think that name was used already in the TV show "Charmed". I guess I would have to settle with Felicity. I just have to find a cute nickname for it. Any suggestions?

Question #3
Complete this Sentence: I am the only person I know who ___________

-Hates confrontations. I cry easily when I get confronted when I argue with someone. That's why I try my best to stay out of trouble and I try my best to get along well with everyone. You can't please everyone though..

Question #4
Who would you like to meet and spend the whole day with? (Can be someone from the past)

- I promised myself that I would not write or even think about this person that I picked, but I chose Jopet because I think I said some things that is not really "me". I think he I made him create an impression which is far different from who I truly am. I would like to have a second chance.
I would also like to spend the whole day with former president Diosdado Macapagal. I want to tell him how flagitious his little girl had become. I would beg him to haunt his daughter in her dreams, in her palace in any way possible. I will also ask him to knock some sense into his little girl and probably I would also ask him to take her with him to heaven. The last part's just soo cruel haha I love it!

Question #4
If you had to do research on one thing for the rest of your life, what would you research on?

- Genetic manipulation. Though it sounds biologically unethical, the thought of choosing traits or skills for your kid sounds very interesting. Through genetic manipulation, we can remove hereditary diseases and choose talents and skills you want your kid to have. When I finish my research, parents can freely customize their child as easy as customizing their cell phone. haha

Question #5
Imagine yourself as a car, what model and make would you be? What color?

- I would definitely be a black Lamborghini Gallardo. Guys love to ride on it. You know what I mean..hahaha I love to look at its curves and I love every single detail of it. I'm in love with it. Especially when its painted black.

Question #6
If you had to be a lifeless object for a day, what would you be?

- A cello. I would like to experience the passionate bowing and plucking of a cellist. A cello needs a lot of pampering and care. I want to experience how it feels being pampered and all. I want to feel how it is like being inside a hard cello case haha.

Question #7
What would you do if you suddenly found out you were an heir to a royal family's fortune but would have to relocate to another country to acquire it.

- For me, there are three things that I would first have to consider before I officially live there. The first thing is what kind of Royal Family do I exactly belong to? As long as I will be relocating to a European country, its going to be fine with me. The second thing is, how much will I be getting. I Hope it is enough to transport and support my family, my friends and their families for i am planning to take them with me to my new country. The last thing is, the size of my castle. Is it big enough for my family and my friends' family to fit in?

If the three things are attained, well maybe I could move in and we could all start a new life. A royal life hahaha

Question #8
If you were to pick one time of the day when you are most alive and active, what would it be?

- I guess that would be in the afternoon at around 4 or 5 in the afternoon. I am not a morning person. I usually sleep around 3 in morning then wake up at around 1 in the afternoon. I would eat lunch right away then do my usual activities in the afternoon. Then at night I'd just chill and watch TV or study for an exam or a quiz.

Question #9
What's the best advice you'd give yourself today?

- "Chill pare, don't think about things too much." I am thinking about a lot of things lately. My practice teaching, my logic class, my debts and my weight hahaha I guess I worry too much.

Question #10
If you had to live in another country (for always) Where would you go?

- Preferably Italy. I love Venice. I would love to ride in a gondola and kiss someone under the bridge of sighs. Vatican city is there, Galileo is from Italy so is Vivaldi and Paganini. It has so much history its like discovering new things everyday. For me, Italy is so romantically perfect.

Bonus question: I just love answering these questions!
Name the TOP 3 DREAM JOBS you'd like to have

1. Astronaut - I want to be an Astronaut. I've been telling that to myself since I was five. I think I was influenced by the movie Apollo 13. In order to become an astronaut, you should be good in math. Way good in math. Well, there goes my dream job. How come I suck at math soo bad?

2. Firefighter - Bumbera in Tagalog. Seriously, I wanted to become a firefighter. I would love to slide down from a pole like firefighters do, I would like to ride on top of a firetruck and shout "TABI KAYO, TABI KAYO! MAY SUNOG!". I like heroes and I think it would be really nice to act like one.

3. Band drummer - Though I don't play drums, I think the drummer is the coolest person in a band. The drummer gives the song its beat like a pulse. Without the drums, a fast song may sound just like an acoustic song.

My Sister and her Fruit Salad Business

2008-11-05T00:58:00.004+08:00

She told me she needed some way to save some money for our upcoming family trip. Then she found a way on how to earn money and now its killing me.

Her fruit salad business that's whats bothering me right now. She was supposed to produce 50 cups in one batch but because of her high standards in food, her four hundred pesos made only 18 cups. Literally, I am laughing right now because I clearly remember her reaction when she realized her finished product reached way less than half of what she had expected, I can still remember her saying "Shet lugi ako" a couple dozen times. I couldn't do anything but to laugh at her.

To make up for her loss, we thought of ways on how we can sell her product for a high but reasonable price. I suggested that maybe she could design the cups with ribbons, some tulle and sparklers for effect then she could sell it for fifty pesos. She did not buy my idea. Too bad, I got some ribbons hidden somewhere which I could let her use without any charge. Then the free-tasting gimmick might just work, we thought, but she didn't want to sacrifice one cup of her salad just for free tasting. What she did was she talked to my youngest sister and she convinced her to buy one cup. Then she asked my sister to let my titos and titas taste her salad then some minutes passed, the cup finally was returned to my sister. And guess what it's EMPTY!. Of course my youngest sister was not so happy about it, so she demanded for a replacement.

Of course she definitely would not settle with giving my sister another cup, that would be another loss on her profits. She then agreed to massage my youngest sister for thirty minutes which my younger sister gladly agreed to. Then another idea struck her fiendish mind. A Salad-Massage Combo. You buy her salad for fifty pesos then you get a 30-minute massage for FREE!! I seriously fell for that. She even selected some relaxing jazz songs from YouTube to create a stress-free ambiance inside our room. Then after the massage, she would personally get the fruit salad from our kitchen then she would give it to me then I can eat it however I want it.

In the end, I realized paying fifty pesos for a fruit salad was really a crazy idea. But the 30-minute massage and just the thought of enslaving my sister and doing whatever I say makes that fifty pesos all worth every centavo.

oh, and by the way, I want to show you a photo of myu business-minded sister

Times Have Changed. Definitely

2008-11-02T18:37:00.003+08:00

Stress. Everyone has it, everyone feels it and everybody has its own way of dealing with and releasing it. I always thought humans are the only ones dealing and coping with stress, but when I knew animals also experience stress, that's when I realized the world is not much of a safe place to live in.

It started when my Chinese neighbor filed a complaint on our two dogs, Ne-Yo and Bambi. She was saying that our dogs were defecating in front of their house. She even cried in front of my tita and she was telling her that she's sick and tired of picking up dog poo in the wee hours of morn.

So, trying to be a good neighbor, my aunt bought a metal playpen for our dogs. the dogs stayed there for a couple of weeks but my beho neighbor was surprised when she saw some dog poo in front their house. That means one thing. Our dogs are innocent. hehehe well not completely innocent, I guess they're just not the ones turning their front gate into a doggie toilet.

Some days ago, I noticed that Bambi had some scabs at her back and she's losing her fur. This afternoon, we decided to take her to the vet to get her body checked up. Then the doctor told us that she has "Demodex" it is a kind of parasite that lives in the blood of the dog then it multiplies when the dog gets stressed or something. The doctor told us that it's stress that definitely caused my dog to lose her fur and develop scabs.

Stress. That sucked. Now it will take her months of medication to cure the scabs and kill the parasites that lives in her blood. Well we had dogs before and none of them had encountered this kind of thing. I guess the more you take care of your dog, the more you pamper it, the more it gets prone to different kind of diseases.

To the Guy Who Invented the Light

2008-11-02T10:20:00.003+08:00

You were there at a place I never thought you would appear..In my dreams.

I don't know how it all started but all I know is that I am now caught up between staying away and sticking up. Your face appears every now and then at the corners of my frail little head. I am somewhat still intoxicated though some time had passed since I last saw you.

Then I saw you in my dreams. I was waiting for you at your workplace but I waited a long time before I actually saw you. I literally woke up and went back to sleep before I got a glance of your face. Your face that I sometimes forget but I try to bring back by drawing it in my mind.

This would be the last time I would write about you or think about you.

Fly High HOme

2008-10-25T20:32:00.002+08:00

Today was supposed to be a nasty day, but when get to I sum up all the events that happened to me on my trip, I realized it doesn't feel as bad as I thought it would be.

Lets start with waking up too early because of an intense stomachache. I have no idea how I got the stomachache, all I know that it was really painful that I had to curl up like a ball and moan with agony. The 'effin stomachache lasted for a couple of hours and worse, I cannot sleep anymore because my cell phone's alarm had gone off and I have to meet with the seminar organizer to comply with their demands at 6.30 am so there's no way for me to go back to bed.

I took a bath, got dressed and waited for the staff's text message. Its already 7.30 and I had to go to the venue or else I'll be late. Had I known that the meeting was cancelled, I wouldv'e slept for an hour and a half more.

Feeling woozy, I went to the venue only to find out that aunt's ex-partner's enemy (please refer to my previous entry) was there and she's sharing the same table with me. Shoot. This will become another issue and I know she'd hate me more. Well, I am not doing anything wrong and I wouldn't dare ruining my people-person skills just to please her. So I talked to her, answering every question throwed at me. We were talking about the person I was talking about earlier, then her obnoxious troll-looking husband passed right by us and I swear, he heard his wife's name. I am not saying anything bad about her but the lying husband heard it and surely he could twist the story with his awfully creative narrow mind and I will end up being the bad girl again.

I almost did not make it to the airport because of some delays at the seminar venue. I stressed myself by thinking that I will not make it tp the check-in time. Good thing I was able to check-in my baggage on time and I was 30 minutes early before the boarding gates close.

Do you think my day was bad enough? well, I am already in Manila and I think my bad luck followed me here. I rode a taxi and I swear his meter was tampered and my fare was like a leaking pipe adding up 2.50 by the second. He was on the phone talking and disgustingly FLIRTING with his girlfriend. I couldn't stand it anymore so I put on my earphones and listened to MOzart's piece, "A Little Nightmusic" Yeah a little nightmusic, maybe that's what I needed.

Well, do you want to know why after all these mishaps my trip still turned out to be good? I can't tell it all, I'll just give you a few hints:

The TV in my room has all the channels Sky CAble Gold and Destiny Cable combined. Too bad there's no boomerang channel.
I busted a myth
I realized Jopet really does exist.

Quite shallow but it's good enough for me.

SO annoyingly pathetic

2008-10-25T20:26:00.003+08:00

Have you ever tried to stay out of trouble and not meddling with other people's business, but not matter how hard you stay out of trouble, somehow trouble finds you and you end up getting involved and eventually be in trouble?

For the past few weeks, I am having a hard time concentrating on my part-time job, If it weren't for my three kids ages 3, 1 ½, and 3 months old, I would've quit my job a long time ago. (I was Joking on the Three kids part) But seriously, I would've quit if it weren't for my aunt and If I am not saving up for something.

Why do I have to blog about this anyway? The issue was not that big of a deal and the issue does not involve me or my aunt's other minions. I'm blogging about this because I'm really pissed off because I tried my best not to get involved between my aunt and her so-called business partner's riot but because of their oh-so-cheap attitude, their narrow minds and their thick faces, they managed to create stories from their stupid heads and arrived to a conclusion that somehow got me involved.

Now she hates me. She hates me for sharing a table with her business rival, she hates me for sticking up to my tita who happens to be my boss, and she hates me for talking to her rivals. Too bad I never had the chance to explain my side. But if you are able to read this, here's what I gotta say:

I am not raised the way you are raised. I act humane and you don't. I know how to rationalize my thoughts before turning it to actions and words and I know how to act civil even to my rivals. You said you were hurt when I shared a table with your rival. That's not my fault, confront the provider for she told me to share the table with your enemy. What I don't get is, why do you want us to hate your enemies? We did not do anything to offend them and they didn't do anything to offend us. I just want to tell you, my mom taught me how to treat people properly that's why I act that way. And why do your ugly troll-looking lying braggart husband and you have to ignore me? I really hate it when I greet people and I get no response. Is that what you do in your planet? Geez. Grow up guys, you're both acting sooo elementary. Your everyone against one attitude doesn't work here in the real world.

Maybe its great that you and my tita are not partners anymore. You know why? Because I realized that you are a two-faced son-of-a-dingo and we can never trust people with two faces. You are just too awful, and there's no word to describe how much of a bitch you are.

Digital nga Naman ang KARMA

2008-10-12T13:54:00.003+08:00

***Karma sa TEXT***

Sa tingin ko kasalan ko kung bakit pumasok ang mga kaklase ko kahapon at hindi nila nalaman na hindi na pala sila kikitain ng propesor namin.

Mahabang istorya...pero paumnahin sa mga kaklase ko, wag kayo mag alala.

***Karma sa Recto***

Akala ko ang mga kaibigan ko lang at ako nag mahilig mag-cram, hindi pala. Marami palang tao ang mahilig din mag-cram at nakakinis pala kapag may pinapagawa kang isang bagay at crammer ang gumagawa. Ganito kasi yun....

Pumunta kami ng biyernes ng gabi sa Recto para magpa-bookbind ng thesis namin. Sabi nung manong na nagbubukbind, kaya daw nya gawin yun at mukuha din ng alas singko ng hapon. Dapat nga mas maaga, mga tanghali kaso mahal ang babayaran namin kasi nga daw "rush" yun kapag tanghali kukunin. Kaya ayun, nauwi kami sa alas-singko ng hapon.

So ayun, dumating na ang Sabado, at pagkatapos ng trabaho ko dumeretso kaagad ako sa Recto para kunin na ang bound thesis namin. Nagdilim ang paningin ko nung makita ko na hawak palang nung manong ang thesis namin at dun palang nya gagawin ang pag-bookbind. Walanghiya na yun, crammer din pala sya! Mahigit isang oras din ako naghintay at nang makuha ko yung thesis namin umalis na lang ako at hindi man lang ako nagpasalamat sa kanya.

Veracious Words

2008-10-09T00:33:00.005+08:00

"What shapes one’s personality, more than genetics or environment, is the power of choice. It is this freedom of choice – the divine gift of free will – that ultimately makes us who we are. Our character and our destiny - whether we become presidents, paupers, professional basketball players, prostitutes, or policemen - are determined by the choices that we make and each day we are confronted by that freedom to become something of our choosing."

-Atty. Adel Tamano

This statement made by our university President is somewhat related to the topic that we have discussed in our Character Education and professional Ethics subject. I remember we have talked about Filipino values (i'm not so sure) and the topic about poverty in the Philippines was brought up and we kind of stayed on that topic and discussed it. One of my classmates said that the reason why people are poor because they chose to be poor and most of the time they blame the government for it.

Well I guess I'm one of those people. Whenever I feel helpless, I blame the government. Like last week, I was so late for my class because of the traffic jam at Leagrda I was so late that I was not able to submit the thing that I was supposed to submit. I was so angry that I had nobody else to blame but the lousy traffic enforcers, the rowdy jeepney drivers, and the whole government system itself. It was always like that. For once, I never gave any thought maybe it's not just the law enforcers or the rowdy drivers who are to blame in that situation, maybe I should also blame myself for not leaving my house several minutes earlier knowing that it's always traffic at Legarda.

What I am trying to say is that, we already know that we have a faulty (should I say ROTTEN?) governmernt system and we make it worse by depending our lives on the system. Why don't we make a change for a change? Let us do our part as responsible citizens, let's start working and stop whining. Why don't we aim for higher goals and stop living under the shadow of poverty?

I guess our country has a great chance of getting back into shape. All we need is a new set of leaders (the non-TRAPO of course), new set of goals and a reformed positive-thinking Filipino. :D

A Day in The Life Of INDAY

2008-10-04T17:14:00.003+08:00

I just want to share this diary entry that I have read from my e-mail. This entry was written by Inday the "wonder yaya".

Dear Diary,

It was jazz an ordinary day.

The skies were clear, the birds were chipping. Ang ganda-ganda ng araw! Nasa SM ako noon at katatapos ko lang mamili ng groceries. Timing naman nasa foodcore si Angel Locsin, nagpro provoke ng movie nya. Grabe, andaming fans, pull-packed talaga! Dahil fans nya rin ako, nakipila
na rin ako. Then suddenly, out of the loo, may bumulong sa akin ng
: 'Indaaayyyyy. ..'

Huh? It sounded like a familiar sound. Who can it be
now?

'Dodong!' sigaw ko.

Napalakas yata voice ko. Kasi the other fans turned their backs to their behind at napatingin sa amin. Sabi ko 'Sorry, I didn't mean to be loud and proud.' Hinawakan na lang ni Dodong ang kamay ko at lumayo kami from the crowd. 'Kamusta na Inday? Do you come here open?' tanong nya. 'Bihira lang, Dodong. I'm just droppings by. Ethnic ang schedule ko eh' sabi ko.

Memories came flushing in my mind. How can I forget to remember Dodong? Siya na may mata ni Piolo, dimple ni Aga, at bigote ni Rex Cortez. He's every woman's dreamboat. I was just starting my tour of duty kay ate noon nang unang makilala ko si Dodong. Contraction worker siya sa ginagawang bahay sa tapat namin. Naging kami for a while then after that were not an item anymore.

'Tanghali na Inday. What did you say we have lunch together?' tanong ni Dodong.
'I don't mine' sagot ko. Sa restaurant, nilapitan kaagad kami ng waiter.'What's your odor sir?' sabi nung waiter kay Dodong. 'Do you have porkshop?' tanong ni Dodong. 'Yes sir' sabi nito. 'Our porkshop with a resistance to the teeth of boast of our chef. Domestic careful selection of pork with little fat of female liking is used. The exquisite cooking which repeated trial and error and was completed. It also has healthy vegetables with saladfeeling fully' dagdag pa niya.

'And you mam?' sabay tingin naman sa akin.

Hmmm..mukhang masarap yung porkshop. Pero I'm cutting down on my carbon kaya pinigilan ko.

'I'll just have water, thanks. Liquidate diet ako
eh.'sagot ko.

Pagkatapos kumain, nagyaya si Dodong manood ng sine. Teka teka, this is going too far. Besides, it's a long, long, way to run.

'Reality chess, Dodong. May asawa na ako, si Jay. As a mother of fact, I'm happily married' pagmamalaki ko.

'Di na pwede yung tulad ng dati. Sorry pero I didn't expect you still have more feelings than I expected. I don't want you getting the way. Past is fast. Therefore, cause and defect.' dagdag ko pa. Tumahimik sya. Parang may language barrel na namagitan sa amin. The seconds
that passed seemed like fraternity. Di nagla-on, nagsalita na rin sya.

'I don't care less!' sigaw ni Dodong.

Shocks, give me a brake! The nerd ng taong ito para sigawan ako! To think it's his other woman that caused our separation to part.

Kinabahan na ako. I felt speedbumps all over my body and was having panic attach. Tinalikuran ko siya at nagmadali akong lumakad palayo. Pero sumunod pa rin siya like a monkey on my butt. Hanggang sa makakita ako ng security guard. Biglang nawala si Dodong.

'Excuse me kuya, pwedeng magtanong?' sabi ko sa mamang
guard.

'Of course miss, I can help you with my pleasure.' sagot niya.

'Saan po ba ang exit? Could you point me to the right erection? I got lost in my eyes.'

'Diretso lang.'sabi niya. 'Then turn right anytime with care.'

'Thanks for your corporation' sabi ko.

Buti na lang nandun si kuya. Pero saglit lang, I smell something peachy. As I turned, nakita ko na namang nakasunod si Dodong! Delaying static lang pala kanina ang pag-disappear nya.

'Nyahahaha! You can run but you can hide, Inday. Nomatter where you go, there you are!' pananakot nya.

Oh no, is this the end? This is too much, I feel degradable. My world started falling afar.

Then suddenly, Jay come from behind! Dodong was caught to the act! In the matter of minute, it's all over. I'm out of arm's way.

'Thanks Jay, my love. But how did you.?' bago pa man ako matapos, sabi niya:

'I was in the neighborhood. Fans din ako ni Angel eh. I heard you shout but at first I didn't give it a thought. Pero nang makita ko kayong magkahawak ng holding hands, then I give it a thought. I know something is a missed.'

From then on, Dodong did not brother me again. In fact, he didn't even sister me. As in platonic at wala na talaga.

Pero kami ni Jay, heto, shoot sailing pa rin ang relationship. Lalo pa ngayon, open na kami sa isa't-isa at walang exhibitions. I feel I'm on cloud line.

How Tragic

2008-09-26T20:22:00.004+08:00

How could they stand to see people in a condition like that? How come they don't ask for any help from anybody

I was so shocked and scared at the same time when I saw this scene. Four lifeless bodies lying on the dark hot pavement. There's this guy who was standing on the terrace and not doing anything! I could not blame him for acting that way. I understand his situation. Initially, he is also stunned. Lady that was lying beside the upturned car had her arm decapitated and her poor arm landed on the side of the street. Poor woman…Maybe the guy and the woman are a couple and the accident happened maybe because they were arguing or something like that and maybe they are not wearing seatbelts. Two guys were seen lifeless on top of their verandas. Maybe they both witnessed the accident and they saw how catastrophic the accident was and they ended up having a heart attack. The last guy standing on his veranda maybe heard the noise while he was inside the house and he decided to check out what happened.

Hehe..did I pass the C.S.I. exam? Hehehe We saw that scale model at SM Manila. We took pictures of it and spent some time laughing about it. How will you be able to sell homes if your scale model looks like that? A model should picture a quality lifestyle that would inspire people and buy your product. But obviously, it's the exact opposite. And funniest thing about it is that they don't give a damn if their display looks like that. They didn't even bother fixing that thing...

Super Intense!

2008-09-20T22:02:00.005+08:00

Has it really been six days since my last post? I was so out of this civilization that forgot that I have a blog account or yet a life.

These past few weeks was hell for me. I had comply with the requirements, projects and of course our thesis. It was really nice of PLM to put all these requirements in one semester. I really like to thank them for my eye bags, low blood pressure and restless nights. Just kidding..it was hard but I think of it as a training for a tougher life out there in the urban jungle.

***Friday: ORAL DEFENSE***

I have been thinking about it for weeks. I was really worried that our manuscript may not get finished in time and worse, the content of it is anemic. I am also worried that I might lose my words like what happened last semester on our topic defense. Anyways, I tried to memorize every word that I would have have to say hoping that I won't black out later in our presentation.

Then the moment of truth came. My hands are cold and I am constantly reciting my piece as if somebody would kill me if I didn't get it right. Then I remembered the scene in the movie Maid in Manhattan where Ralph Fiennes showed a paperclip to J.Lo's son and explained that the paper clip will act as a lightning rod that will draw out all the nervous energy away from your body. Shoot. I don't have a paperclip at that time. I looked for something metallic but all I could find are some staple wires. I held the staple wires tight and tried to recite again my piece. When the actual presentation began and I had to present my part I was so relieved that I had a few errors and so did my groupmates.

The presentation went well but it is not over yet. We still have to hear the panel's comments and defend our study. We are all waiting for the criticisms to be thrown at us but instead we heard nothing but good comments. When the first panelist mentioned that she was impressed with our study, I wanted to go out of the room and scream. It was really intense, when they were praising our work I remembered the hards time that we have gone through in making our study. I remembered the arguments that happened, sleepless nights and the constant worry. After hearing those words, I thought "it was all worth it".

This would have never become possible without the help of these people. Thank you very much!:

Ma'am Saplala
Ma'am Asuncion
Mrs. Mujal
and Dr. ROdriguez

To my groupmates who showed real teamwork and understood each other's strengths and weaknesses...wala lang..haha

Dream Team kuno Rocks!

Memory Lane: 90's Toys

2008-09-13T23:38:00.001+08:00

I was so inspired with the toy story entry that I decided to post another blog on TOYS. If you're a 90's kid, you'll surely relate to this post and probably remember some fond memories with these toys. Let me share some of my own memoirs on these popular 90's toys.

First on the list, the Pick-up sticks. I think pick up sticks have been around even before I was born. But who cares? I love playing with it. I remember that I always aim for the single black stick because it has the highest score of them all. I used to play it with my younger sisters and I get pissed off whenever I play it with them because they are always asking for considerations whenever they move the other sticks from the pile.

Barbie. The most popular girl in toy world. They say that if Barbie is a real person, she would be 7 feet tall, she has 17-inch waistline and she would be wearing size 4 shoes. She's very pretty too. She has shiny hair and pinkish lips. But wait till you wash her hair.

The Nintendo Game Boy. 1-inch thick, powered by 4 double-A batteries and MIDI format sound. In my time, its called Technology. This is one of my dream toys. I never had one because it is too expensive and my mom tells me that it is impractical. I didn't even know what impractical meant at that time! But I was able to borrow from my cousins and I get to play games like Super Mario, Donkey Kong and Circus Charlie.

TAMAGOCHI!! I was in grade five when this awesome sensation boomed out. This little cute electronic animals could really get into you. At the age of eleven , learned how to feed a dinosaur, put it to sleep and clean its poop. The only problem with my tamagochi is that my pet has a jet lag. You know why? You have to set the time in your tamagochi before you start playing with it. Well, my tamagochi is set on a 24-hour time format. What do i know about military time? the hell with it so, I paid no attention to it and set the time my own way not knowing that my time is the exact opposite of my tamagochi's time. What happens is I wanted to feed my pet but my pet is asleep and when it wants to eat then I'm asleep..haha

I never got the chance to own a Furby. :-<. But thanks to my cousin Jocelle, I was able to play with it for two weeks. Furbies are one of the cutest toys created in the 90's. They talk, they move and they can even play peek-a-boo with you. Just cover the sensor in its forehead and the furby will automatically say : Peek A Boo! Bad thing about this toy is you have to put 8 double a batteries and the batteries don't last that long.

They're ugly but they're cute. I had one of these Troll Dolls but I only had the small version so I lost it. I wasn't so attached with trolls because of their ugly hair. It's hard to comb and it looks kind of scary.

I was able to earn 3 thousand pesos because of these magic cards. When I was in Grade 4, my best friend's deck of magic cards have confiscated by our teacher because of anotherdumb classmate. My best friend promised me that if i am able to make my classmate pay for the magic cards, she would give me a fat percentage of her earnings. Because of the magic cards I was able to buy more toys and live like a privileged child for a little while.

POGS! who could forget these flat round cards! Plastic slammers and a pog case I have 'em all! I am a huge fan of pog. I remember that you could get 3 pog cards when you surrender 3 coke bottle caps and I think you'd pay 5 pesos for it.

I saved the best for last. The Nintendo Family Computer, it is still popular in the early 90's even though it was created in 1984. The games are played with the use of cartridges. Cartridges that needs to be blown whenever the console refuses to read it. Circus Charlie, Battle City, Super Mario, Super Motocross, DOnkey KOng, and Popeye are some of the games that we used to play in the Family computer.

I AM GETTING OLD!!

A Toy Story: A Reply to Chudelya's Blog

2008-09-13T01:40:00.053+08:00

If you haven't read Hanna's entry, may I suggest that you read it first before reading mine so that you'd have a better understanding on this entry of mine.

Hanna's Entry: A Toy Story

Since my BFF was talking about her Barbie, let me make an entry on my fond memories with the oh so famous Barbie doll(haha inggitera?).

When I was a kid, I remembered having barbie dolls but I don't remember having a couple dolls like Hanna's. Knowing that I am a girl, and in my time (the 90's), having barbie dolls is considered mandatory. I do love the dolls, but i don't enjoy playing with them like normal little girls would play it. I usually wash its hair and then like Hanna's doll, the hair would turn really frizzy and it's really impossible to brush its hair so, I would cut off its hair about the length of its shoulder so that i could brush it. I remember my cousin, she was so frustrated because she lost her Ken and to her, a Barbie without ken is a nightmare. What we did is we took one of her Barbies and then we shaved her head and viola! we had a Ken. A very sexy Ken with eyeshadows. That's one of the reasons why my mother never spent her money on Barbie dolls to a treacherous child like me.

Clearly, Barbie dolls are not thing. I really admire Hanna because after all these years, she was able to keep the teeny tiny shoes of her dolls. Obviously, she really loves barbie more than I do. For me, I would rather go for Polly Pockets. I looove polly pocket. You could bring it to school and play with it in class without your teacher knowing it. They are so small that you can swallow it without choking. I remember having a slumber party polly pocket, it was the best. I always bring it to school and play with it during recess and during classes that's why my aunt confiscated it and never saw it eversince.

This is my slumber party Polly Pocket

Ang mag-Thesis ay di Biro

2008-09-09T00:35:00.007+08:00

Dalawang araw kaming gising, pinipilit tapusin ang thesis na dapat ay buong semestre ginagawa. Hindi ko alam kung crammer lang talaga kami o hindi naasikaso ang paggawa ng thesis namin. Basta ang alam ko, ang dalawang araw na iyon ang pinakamahabang dalawang araw sa talambuhay ko.

Before

Akala nyo tong litrato na to field trip no? akala ko din eh. Kuha yan nung papunta kami sa bahay namin. Gagawa kami ng thesis pero di ko aakalain na sandamukal na kalbaryo pala ang dadanasin namin doon.

Nagsimula iyon ng Miyerkules ng gabi. Sa bahay namin natulog ang grupo namin para tapusin na nga ang thesis namin. Ipapasa na yun sa Biyernes kumpleto na dapat. Ang kaso, wala pa kaming nagagawa kundi chapters 1-3 palang. Inabot na kami ng umaga ng Huwebes, wala pa kami masyaong nagagawa kaya napagkasunduan namin na matulog uli sa bahay namin para tapusin na talaga sya. Para mapadali ang trabaho namin, hinati hati namin ang mga gagawin. Ako, si Fairy, at si Nix ay natoka sa paggawa ng mga parte doon na hindi kaylangan ng math. Si Hanna naman at si Grace ay natoka sa pagkalkula ng mga resulta. Nagkataon naman na dati silang ComSci kaya sila lang talaga ang nararapat para doon.

Nagdaan ang ilang oras at hindi na sila nakatayo sa kinauupuan nila. Katwiran nila? ayaw nila umalis para kumain, tatapusin muna nila ang pagcocompute para hindi mawala ang mga idea sa ulo nila. Kinabahan nga ako sa kanila kasi bukod sa anim na oras na silang nakaupo, iba't ibang klaseng tunog tao na ang nagagawa namin. Nakatapos naman sila kaso nga lang eto na ang mga itsura nila:

After

Nakatulala. Hindi man lang makain ang almusal. Na-shock sila, dahil anim na oras silang nakupo, kaharap ang papel, lapis at sandamukal na numero. Masaya naman kami dahil kahit papano ay natapos namin ang thesis namin na medyo minadali. Masarap mag buhay crammer pero hindi sa mga ganitong bagay. Isang malaking biro ang pagka-cram thesis. Hindi sya nakakatuwa.

Whee Saturday! zzzz...Drunk.

2008-09-07T01:17:00.008+08:00

Whatever I put in here, I did it because I am drunk. Excuse me. Haha.

Monday was filled with worries. Tuesday was a hassle. Wednesday was full of tension, Thursday was stressful and Friday was a trauma. It was the longest week I had in years. I have never been awake for 36 hours and I have never been pressured like that. I need a good weekend where I could enjoy myself and forget all my worries, I need a weekend where I could be myself for a while and be happy.

Well I guess my wish has been granted because I had one hell of a Saturday. I finally had an 8-hour sleep, I went to a party, had a picture with a celebrity, and I got drunk at the end of the day. Talk about reciprocity. I feel so good that I wrote this entry in the middle of the night, drunk and all.

with Kiray

This Photo was taken at a neighbor's daughter's party at Jollibee. I already saw her outside the restaurant and I thought she was a guest at the other celebrant's party at the other party room of the same restaurant. But when I returned to the party room, I found out that Kiray was there, partying with us. Well she's not like the other snob celebs, she was cheerful and humble and she even played a game with us. In the end, I could not resist my baduy fangirl trait that I had to take a picture with her. It was quite embarrassing but it was great.

I was soo drunk that I can't get inside the car.

I thought the party was over, but then my girlie girl neighbor called and invited us to her house and we had several bottles of beer. I got drunk and my sister made me do the next photo that I'm going to show you.

So my great Saturday ended with these photos. My sister asked me to help her dissect Lilly, her dead cat. She knows that I'm scared with dead things especially cats, dogs and people. I don't know what came into my mind that I allowed myself to hold the cat while she opens Lilly's body and checking out her insides. While she was doing that, I thought " I should puking and screaming right now!" but I did not feel anything, instead I felt like a real doctor wearing a lab gown and gloves. Seriously, I felt like I was Meredith Grey from Grey's Anatomy.

What a great day do end a very stressful week.

The Aftermath..

2008-08-31T00:40:00.017+08:00

Yes. That's me. No make up, no special effects.

Stress and lack of sleep. That's my secret to having that kind of face. I am not the only one having that kind of look. Actually, eyebags is the new botox for us students of PLM particularly the BSE-English students.

It's really a tough week for all of us, with all the deadlines and the reportings, I'm really amazed that we got through it. Some of my classmates did not get any sleep, and some of them transformed into another kind of person because of the stress. Since Monday, I was wishing that Friday would come quickly because all of our schoolwork will be passed on Friday. I wished for Friday because it is the day where our agony would temporarily stop. After Friday, I will be free to do whatever I want without thinking of a deadline or another schoolwork.

Then Friday came. I started the day all wrong. I spent all morning cramming for my Field Study activity sheets, creating a lesson plan for my Field Study and distributing survey questionnaires to some students for our thesis. It was the worst kind of cramming I have ever done in years. What i like bout cramming is that you feel more accomplished and fulfilled when you have done a certain task. And the best part is, you get the higher marks or the same grade with your non-procrastinating classmates.

Anyways, I was able to finish on time and I was to submit my work. After the class, we had all the afternoon to ourselves and we have no single clue on how would we spend it as if we have forgotten how to kill time. Hanna, Fae, Jean and me had our lunch first and we decided to go to SM with Fatimau Marcelo, Gelou the Birthday Bear, Arlyn and Janerey. While we were there, we met Claudette, Grace and Mafe and were able to come up with pretty good ideas on how we would kill some precious time. Here's what we did:

***Singing Spree in Australia***

Is it possible to put eleven people in a singing booth with a maximum capacity of 5 people? Well it is! We were inside the Australia singing room and we were singing like screeching banshees. It was hot inside the room because it so full and the aircon seems not to be working. But we didn't mind the heat because we were singing and dancing to the upbeat tunes of Dancing Queen, Buttercup, Wannabe, Barbie Girl and Doctor Jones. Everyone was so hyper its like we injected dopamine into our veins. My throat was sore from all the laughing and the singing. Everybody enjoyed it even the birthday girl who wouldn't stop laughing even when the singing session is over.

***Hide and Seek: Mall Rat Edition***

This is probably the highlight of our day. Let my BFF Hanna explain to you the mechanics of this game.

Game Pointers:

Maaaring isa-isahan, buddy system , o kahit ano ang mapagkasunduan ng mga manlalaro. Pero mas magandang buddy system na lang, kasi delikado sa puso kapag mag-isa ka lang dahil sa takot na maging taya. Sa kaso ng siyam na pioneers, tatlong pairs at isang grupo na binubuo ng tatlo.

Bahala na rin kayo kung pa'no pagdedesisyunan kung sinong taya. Eto, bigyan ko na lang kayo ng ideas:

- toss coin
- balagong
- bunutan *reporting?*
- majority wins (kung may gusto kayong pagtripang kasama at gusto niyo siya ang taya. Hehe.)

Maghanap ng venue sa mall. Pwede sa Department store para malawak at maraming mapagtataguang shelves o stands ng paninda. Huwag gawin malapit sa mga bagay na babasagin, baka mamulubi ka kapag aksidenteng makabangga ng shelf. Pwede din sa groseriya (grocery).

Hanggat maaari walang takbuhan. Baka magalit yung mga saleslady.

Humanap ng base.

Source: www.chudelya.blogspot.com

So, with the mechanics of the game explained, you could imagine how much fun we had slightly running around the department store and trying not to do anything that would make the salespersons think that you're up to something. We were able to have 3 rounds of hide and seek. But if we weren't tired and if we are not attending the Doctor's class, we could stay there and play until closing time.

I realized that stress and sleep deprivation has its perks too. We were able to do silly stuff and laugh about it in the end.

DUMBelina

2008-08-27T21:46:00.006+08:00

This post is supposed to turn out funny but then because of my irritatingly stupid dumb moment, this will become just a sad 'ol crummy post.

That's my interpretation of non-peace. I don't know why, I just thought of her when my professor asked us to draw our own interpretation of non-peace. Then, when I showed my drawing to my classmates, my professor just laughed and did not even ask me why I chose to draw the little devil. She knew exactly what's in my head.

This one is Nix's drawing of the same task. I don't know why she drew that but she said that it was based from the radioactive sago band. Ayoko ng Baboy.

One good thing about that is we were able to have fun even though we're all under pressure.

Everybody has their own way of releasing pressure. Some people cry, some throw tantrums and some would stare and die. Good thing for those who have outlets like sports, instruments or whatever they do on the side. They would pour out all their stress on their hobbies and it wouldn't affect their performance despite of the pressure. Well I just recently found out that I have a peculiar way of coping with pressure. I don't throw tantrums or cry. I go blank. Yes. My mind goes blank so I don't get to absorb every instruction that I get and sometimes it may lead to miscommunication. That miscommunication has made someone really irritated at me and has led to something unpleasant.

I respect every person no matter what they do, no matter what they are. Even the dumbest of the dumbs deserve to be respected also. I admit that sometimes I do have my dumb moments and sometimes they could be funny but this time my dumb moment was so dumb that it caused someone really tamed and timid to go berserk like the one I saw this afternoon. I really did not like what I saw, in fact that whole event just keep on repeating in my head. I tried to recall what have I done wrong for that person to act like that. All I want to say is, I don't deserve to be treated like that. I didn't do anything to deserve that.

Sleep All Day

2008-08-23T19:09:00.002+08:00

Today was really an unproductive day for me. I should upset right now for I haven't done any school work and there's plenty of it. But really. I don't mind.

I am suffering from sleep deprivation for quite some time now, and believe me, the effects of it suck. For the past few weeks, I am only having 3-4 hours of sleep. We know now that the average hours of sleeping ranges from 6-8 hours. That way, you could function normally and be productive. Obviously I am dysfunctional these past few weeks. I have low concentration, short attention span and lately I have the knack of daydreaming during classes. It sucks. So, I needed some time to at least get back the long hours of sleep that I lost. But due to my busy schedule, I couldn't find some time to do it.

I am lucky that I didn't have to work today. My boss (my tita) did not make me go to where I'm supposed to go, because I overslept. SO I have the whole Saturday off. I slept until noon, I ate lunch, played with my little cousins for a while and then I slept again. For 5 hours. It was very unproductive of me, but I am happy because for the first time in a couple weeks, I was able to sleep the whole day. My dreams missed me a lot too.

Canteen is the New Toilet!

2008-08-23T11:47:00.003+08:00

I was really starving and I am almost on the verge of Hallucinating. I need to eat and there's no way I could sneak out and have a bite to eat.

Language and Literary Assessment
4:00pm
Impromptu Exam

What can I say? Impromptu exam is the latest trend in the teaching field right now and my professor does have a knack of doing it every once in a while, especially on our midterm exams. This time she didn't require lengthy explanations, thus, its the opposite. Our answers are limited to 5 sentences. WHat the !@$%? This time there's a lot to say because the questions were easy. I don't feel like answering the exam because I wanted to eat so bad. And I don't want to take an exam feeling hungry. I finished the test of course with mediocrity. I thought I was going to eat this time but then my professor started talking again. Waah! how long would I have to wait???

Translation and Editing of Texts
5:45 pm
Really Starving..X_X

Stomach rumbling, dizziness, nausea, pale lips and fingers. These are the symptoms of severe starvation. And I am experiencing all of that all at the same time. I really need to go but THE DOctor is still discussing our !@%$-up thesis. I waited and waited. Until I found the right time to sneak out and buy food. I bought an egg sandwich. It was delightfully delectable.

SM Manila
8:30 pm
Still hungry

Nobody wants to go home yet so we decided to kill some time at SM. We criticized some people there. I know. We're bad. Thanks. Going to booksale was fun even though I got mistaken as a saleslady. Well, this guy was looking for a Physics book and Nix said that I really looked like a saleslady because I was hogging all the books at the bottom shelf. We bought a book before booksale closed in on us. Chudels wanted to buy some bread, so we decided to stop by the French Baker to buy bread for half the price. The line was long and we have this anxiety that we might not be able to buy bread because the people in front of us were buying them as if there's no tomorrow. Thankfully, we were able to buy soup bread, croissant, some ciabatta and a beef turnover.

This Too Shall Pass..

2008-08-22T00:53:00.001+08:00

Mounds of portfolio work, Ethics journals, reportings on Assessment, Language Curriculum and Teaching Profession, and Field Study Episode 5. All due next week. The best part? Our Thesis due Tomorrow and my professor expects a polished manuscript.

Even superman could not do that. I don't mind doing the journals, reports and the Field study workbooks. But the thesis? Really, its not our fault that we did not finish our research on time. She wanted the manuscripts on the table tomorrow but she did not spend enough time for consulting us, signing permission letters for conducting surveys at schools and she did not even gave us tips. In short, we are on our own this time. How stupid. Right now, we are cramming; we are trying to finish our thesis and working our brains out just to please her. That son-of-a-dingo.

I just hate the fact that we're sitting in front of the computer trying too look like dumb animals trying to look for the answers to the questions that we're supposed to be asking her and that she's supposed to be answering. It's just so unfair.

TAD Tuesday

2008-08-20T12:51:00.002+08:00

After a long weekend, I was hoping the my week would start right but this is what I got after having a 3-day vacation.

***JEEPNEY BRAWL***

There it goes again. My bad habit. Trying to change it but I just can't.

I was talking about my famous Filipino trait, "The Filipino Time". I was late again for school. My first subject on Tuesdays starts at 4pm. But no matter how late my classes start, I just can't make it to class on time. Technically, I wasn't supposed to be late, there are just some events that happened that resulted to my tardiness.

I left for school an hour and a half early, that's 2:30 pm. I went to Quiapo and bought a series DVD entitled "Aliens in America". It took quite some time for me to get one because the series is new and not all stalls sell that title. I hate some Quiapo guys who pretend that they have what you need, then they make you wait and when they come back, they have a different DVD, similar in title but not the one that you're looking for. Jerks. Anyways, I lost track of the time, so I rushed to the other side of Quiapo, and rode a jeepney going to PLM. So while the delinquent drivers are waiting for passengers at the dangerous side of the road, a mother and her son entered the jeep and the woman started talking ill to the kid and kind of hitting the kid. The boy, was traumatized by his mother's abusive words and actions, could do nothing but cry. I pitied the boy but there's nothing I could do about it. I don't want to meddle in other people's business because I don't want to end up like this guy who was sitting in front of me, who was also inside the same jeepney.

Loony Mom: Put*ng Ina*g Miranda Yan!! Lolokin pa ko! arrgh!! (then makes kurot her son.)

Gay Meddler: Sige, pupuin mo na yung bata, ako nalang ang magbabayd sa kanya.

Loony Mom: (Pauses) Anak MO? Bakit nakikialam ka?

Gay Meddler: Hindi, pero you're traumatizing the kid. Taga city hall ako, papakulam kita.

Loony Mom: Wow! papakulam mo ko? Ikaw, Put*ng I**ng bakla ka, wala kang alam saming mag-ina! wag kang makialam dito

The Gay guy wanted to punch the Loony mom so bad. He already waved his fist around the woman's face. Thinking about my safety, I got off at Lawton, before they started a real brawl inside the jeepney. I wonder what happened to the gay guy and the mom. I hope they didn't start a fight..

****BRAIN DRAINING EXAM****

Imagine entering a classroom panting and exhausted from all the running because you are late again for the nth in your professor's class. Then your BFF suddenly tells you that the class is having their midterm exams in a couple of hours. You haven't read anything on that subject. You have no idea what the midterm exams are all about.

That thing happened to me yesterday. I have no idea we're having our midterm exam. In fact, only a few people in my class knew about that bloody exam. They didn't even bother to send a few messages to the SUN Cellular powered classmates. If only I had known, I would've read a couple of handouts I kept on the flap of notebook.

Well, our professor told us that the exam's easy. Essay type. Wow. Easy?. Among all types of exams, the essay type is the most easy yet, tricky.You get to make up things just to reach the certain word quota required by your professor. Your answers depend on how meticulous your professor is. In my case, my professor is really meticulous. So I have to be very careful on what will I say, I have to state my answers brief but precise and most of it should make a lot of sense. Having an essay type exam gives me a sigh of relief. If you know how to work your way around words, then you might survive the exam.

Then the moment of truth begins. My professor handed out the questionnaires and when I got my copy, it made me want to melt right on the spot. Yes, it is an essay type but an enormously difficult essay type where making up things and knowing your way around words is not an option. The questions require an extremely high order of thinking. When I saw the exam, I realized, Essay types are not my favorite anymore. I'd rather go for enumerations.

For two hours, I sat in my chair writing and thinking..I almost filled 3 pages of yellow pad paper with nonsense words and made up answers. I really wanted to end it and surrender but I wanted to have a decent score so I kept on answering. The test has 4 questions, 25 points each. I hope I get 15 points each item to save me from misery. I was able to finish the exam but I doubt that I would be able to get a high score.

So much for a TUESDAY.

Random thoughts:
idea borrowed from insan Jocelle..thanks! haha

- I still miss Nigel Boehm.. I wonder when he comes back.
- Course requirements, waah! so little time, so much to do.
- WASP version of me, I wonder if you look exactly like me..hahaha
- I only have 4 hours on my field study time card and time is drawing fast.
- I was able to watch man vs. Wild..yay!
- my back is hurting..gotta finish this.

How Could YOu Love a WASP Version of Me?

2008-08-18T01:18:00.002+08:00

I'm not saying that I'm better but its really funny that we got a lot in common. Was that a coincidence or you did it on purpose?

You did lie that I'm your aunt. Hahaha real funny. We had a fun day though. Even if you bought tickets and we didn't make it to the scheduled time. We even had lots of time to kill for the next showing will be after two hours. I enjoyed shooting hoops with you, you even beat me at car racing. (I made you win though..honestly) We killed zombies at the arcade and ate dark mint chocolates. Don't forget the super salty popcorn that we ate inside the theater. I did enjoy the movie. It was the best but my eyes hurt every once in a while because theres the sudden glare produced by your cell phone which you turn on every time someone sends you a message. But if I am to rate it, I'd give it a 7.

Of course there will be a next time, but not today when you're already taken. Some other time. Too bad..could happen anytime if you hadn't chosen a WASP version of me.

The Wedding Singer Lives!

2008-08-17T02:10:00.002+08:00

Grabe..nakakamiss yung Wedding Singer..It's being aired right now at Jack TV. One of coolest movies I've seen.

The World is Just Awesome

2008-08-17T01:51:00.003+08:00

I love to try stuff. I love Egyptian Kings. I love Arachnids. I love the whole world, and all it's sights and sounds. Boom de yada Boom de yada...

Those words are just some of the lyrics of Discovery Channel's new commercial. The melody is so catchy that I fell in love with it even if I just heard it once. Here's the video of the new DC Commercial. I hope you like it

Never Trust A Ladies' Man..Really.

2008-08-17T01:18:00.006+08:00

Here's some poem that my 13-year-old cousin composed and I kind of liked it so I decided to borrow it and post it here.

Secret Love
Rani Verano

I see you passing by
My friends see that I fly
Strange you were with someone cool
Now I think I am a fool

Outraged from the shock
My friends tried to mock
Oh! sweet disaster
Now my heart will suffer

Wanting to give up
I sit down and loosen up
You think of me ONLY AS A FRIEND
The important one, the one you can depend

You ask for me an advice
On how to handle her, when she cries
In my eyes, he saw that I was sad
He knew I'm jealous, he is so glad

I didn't quite expect it
I told him "FORget it"
He was really annoying
He told me, "No, I already knew from the beginning"

I was so outraged and mad
I saw his eyes, he was sad
I said "Thank you"
In return he said I love you

How can I forget
If the things you do, I don't regret
How can I get over you
When the hard things that you do you said wasn't true

I can't count the number of times that I tried
Somehow, I think that I was tired
The harder I try
The more it made me cry.

WOndering about the title of this post? I personally dedicate this poem to someone I know who happens to be a certified ladies' man. Well, that's why I don't trust a ladies' man because he is what he is. The worst part? he knows every loop, every beat of a girl's heart. He knows how to make it beat. He knows the ropes around girls. A master manipulator. Could easily win your heart and break it at the same time. Good thing we're friends.

HUGE Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head..Ouch

2008-08-14T21:05:00.007+08:00

This was supposed to be a fun day, considering that today is the opening of our intrams, but the rain ruined it and it also kind of ruined my life.

Well, before I tell you that nasty experience I had just a couple hours ago, I just want you to know how bad my day started.
I woke up seven in the morning..you may say that there's nothing bad in waking up early but when you're a nocturnal person, waking up early may be the worst thing that could happen to your day(exaggerating). Anyways, I tried to sleep and dream about NIGEL because I miss him so much but my mom just got home from her night shift and she started talking to me incessantly. I tried to sleep again but I ended up sleeping for only two hours. When I woke up, I already saw my aunt's huge package downstairs. Feeling a good head start, I went down and helped my aunt sort the items that was inside the package. I got my graduation dress, just as my aunt has promised, some board games and perfume. I was soo into the package unpacking that I did not realize that it was already 11:30am. Shoot. Darn it. I have a class with Dr. Hicarte at 11:30am and I was only wearing pajamas and I haven't taken a bath yet for Pete's sake. Being a crammer that I am, I rushed to the bathroom and took a bath and managed to fix myself up in just twenty minutes.

Just my luck. The traffic jam just added my present dilemma. I've missed Dr. Hicarte's class last Monday so I have to come to her class early to make up for my absences. But the traffic is making it worse. I'm already thinking when I reach the classroom, Dr. Hicarte will scold me BIG TIME. At last, I reached Quiapo. Well almost. Arrgh! the driver made a u-Turn sooner than I expected so I had to walk 25 meters to reach the REAL unloading area.

Then...there's the raid. There's a huge commotion at the streets of Hidalgo. There's a raid going on. The government confiscated all the pirated DVDs, put them in a huge sack and tossed them in a big delivery van. I thought it was nothing until I reached Quiapo church which is on the other side of Hidalgo St.

I noticed people were rushing to the other side of the road. Well maybe that's normal because there was a raid. But then, I heard warning shots fired by the police then I figured there's something wrong. Could my day get any worsE? I was already inside the jeep when that incident happened. And the driver is a complete idiot (i'm sorry but you are..), Instead of driving away from the place, and thinking about the safety of his passengers, he stayed there, and yes, he waited for other passengers and watched the police chase some suspects of God-knows-what-crime they have committed. Total bloke.

I reached PLM and ran like a cheetah to get to the classroom only to find out that Dr. Hicarte was not in yet. Darn. Finally, something good happened today. CHD won against CPT. Coolness. We discussed our lesson plan and when we were about to go home. It rained really hard and we were forced to stay until the rains stops. We couldn't wait any longer so we decided to go home. The entire Manila is already flooded and we had walk through the flood. Fae and Nix even bought slippers to save their shoes from total wreckage. Talk about bad luck!

I got home safely. If I am lucky, I wouldn't catch any dreadful disease after what I have been through. Thank you DPWH for flooding the entire Manila and not doing anything about it. Keep up the dirty job A-HOLES!!

Over..really over..

2008-08-10T23:15:00.002+08:00

Maybe this is what I get for getting a little bit too attached with something. I'm trying so hard to let go of it and I'm so close to crying my heart out.

These past two weeks have been the best two weeks of my four-year stay at PLM. I don't usually participate to their events and activities. In short, I'm not really a social person. I mostly prefer to stay home and get comfy. And even when people say that they will be checking our attendance on the event itself, I still don't go and prefer to be absent and I'd rather face the consequences afterwards.

When PLM sponsored a rare event, the OpusFest 2008, I promised myself that I would get involved and watch their concerts and performances. I am not an avid fan of the classical music but I enjoy listening to it. I was able to watch chamber concerts and orchestrated concertos for two weeks and talk to the greatest musicians of our time. I get to explore another side of me and I never thought that I would really enjoy listening to chamber music and classical music considering that they are 16-20 minutes long. I learned the Concerto etiquettes, and some do's and don'ts in watching a classical concert. I learned to be prim and proper and I now have great respect for the the musicians in and out of the country.

Two weeks have gone so fast and I really can't believe that the OpusFest is over. No more chamber music concerts, no more Orchestrated Concertos and no more taking photos, shaking hands and chatting with the musicians. On Monday, I will be walking through the corridors not seeing the huge tarpaulin printings of the Faculty. I will miss going to the third floor just to go to the AVR where our classes were transferred. I will miss the guard scolding us for passing through the second floor corridors of GI and telling us not to be noisy for there are music classes going on. Most of all, I will miss going to their concerts, clapping as hard as I could and cheering them for an amazing performance. Its really hard to accept the fact that it is over. Too bad that I got attached with the whole OpusFest fever and as much as I wouldn't want it to end, I gotta face the fact that everything has its own ending and every ending has its own beginning. Life goes on, OpusFest may be over, but it imparted a lot of good memories and experiences that I wouldn't trade for anything in this world.

Unforgettable memories..:D

The poster we stole at G.I

We just coudn't get enough of Mr. Nigel Boehm

The Legendary Nigel BOehm Fans Club doing a wacky shot...

Confessions of a Certified Baduy Fangirl

2008-08-09T01:09:00.006+08:00

I don't wanna close my eyes, I don't wanna fall asleep, 'cause i'll miss you NIGEL, and I don't wanna miss a thing..

Haha does it sound like I'm obsessing Nigel Boehm? Well, not really...I'm just sad because I just witnessed his last performance here in Manila. The OpusFest is nearly over, and the 12-day lessons that are held in our school ended today. I'm afraid that my being a Nigel fangirl would end now. Because when he leaves the Philippines, we won't have any news from him and he might not come back and teach here again.

He gave us his fangirls, unforgettable memories though. We had our picture taken with him, one serious and one wacky. I really love the wacky one, he's just soo cool. Then we get to chat with him for a while. He told us that we should attend concertos more often and we should study hard and not party hard. She shook our hands and waved goodbye..His modesty and his friendly attitude has won the hearts of my girl classmates who also happen to be my fellow fangirls. When he talks, I couldn't help but stare at his face and look at his cute green braces. I know its not nice to grovel and stare, but if you were in my place and you are facing Nigel Boehm, you would do the same thing too.

Do you know that we have a Nigel Hand? well, I take really good care of my Nigel hand, because it's the hand I used to shake Nigel Boehm's hand. Talk about being a certified baduy fangirl!

There are people I would like to thank for making my life so Nigel-ey..

Atty. Adel Tamano - For making our school as the lecture area for the faculty and students of the Opusfest

Mrs. Tinky Cruz - For letting us watch the OpusFest Concerts for FREE!!

Fatima , Hanna, Fae, Nix and Arlyn - For being part of the Nigel Boehm Fan Club. without you guys, there will be no such fan club

I know it's kinda weird but hey, I'm happy that I could get really happy doing such small things like that. I' a self-proclaimed baduy fangirl.

By the way, I want to show you my Nigel Hand

It says there "NIGEL BOEHM held this hand and shook it."

KAYAAAAA!~~

OpusFest Frenzy Part TWO

2008-08-07T02:13:00.012+08:00

I am supposed to be doing something for my Translation and Editing class. But with a very overwhelming feeling like this, I'd better share this another grreat experience with you before my heart bursts with excitement.

We, again, were able to watch another OpusFest concert. It was a violin and cello doubles this time. It was Mr. Nigel Boehm, THE CELLIST from Canada, Mr. Renato Lucas, a cellist, Mr. Michael Sutton, a violinist and one of our very own, a violinist, Mr. Alfonso Bolipata.

Cello and Violin Doubles

Mr. Nigel Boehm and Mr. Renato Lucas --- Mr. Michael Sutton and Mr.Alfonso Bolipata

We almost didn't make it to the concert because we have a class at 5:30-8:30pm with Dr. Rodriguez. But we really wanted to watch the doubles so, we took the risk and went to the theater to watch the concert. Too bad we have to miss Dr. Rodriguez's class, but if you really want something, you have to make sacrifices. Only four of us went to the theater to watch. The rest, including Fats, will try to go there if there's time left.

So, the concert started early with a double cello performance. They played various pieces from Beethoven, Lizst, Vivaldi and Bach. After the cello performance, Mr. Sutton and Mr. Bolipata did a violin duet. It was really music to my ears and I could not help but sigh on the great performances these guys had done so far. After the performances, we were given a fifteen-minute break.

We were supposed to transfer to the back side of the theater because we're sitting in front and most of the faculty were behind us, so we were planning to move back to be close to them. hehe.. When I turned my head, I was so surprised to see Fats at the entrance along with my other classmates. I was really excited, I really don't know why! We were four at the first half of the concert, but on the second half, the PLM students inside the theater, become thrice the original number. They were able to watch Mr. Boehm and Mr. Bolipata play for the final performance of the night. I was expecting that Mr. Sutton and Mr. Lucas will be back on the stage to play some more, but to my dismay, they did not. Anyways, I wanted to stand up and clap with all my might to cheer for Mr. Bolipata and of course, to Nigel Boehm. But, due to my shy personality, I didn't even dare to try.

I thought our night was over, we were supposed to take some pictures of the faculty and then leave. We were all surprised to see Pres. Adel Tamano standing near the entrance of the theater. I approached Miss Tinky to thank her for another great free show, when I am about to shake her hand, she took my hand and told Atty. Adel: "Sir, a regular, Season Tickets!" then he just said "I know!"

Everyone was feeling very hyper and excited. We even had pictures with Atty. Adel and with all the other Faculty Musicians. Atty. Tamano even took some of our pictures when we were posing with Mr. Boehm. We get to talk with the Faculty and honestly, they are very humble people. Especially Mr. Sutton who really looked good when he wore the Barong. He even told us that it was really comfy and he didn't have to wear a couple of layers like the Tux that they usually wear. We even got our pamphlets signed by Dr. Laufer..the ROBERT ORTEGA look-a-like. Of course we didn't forget our very own musicians. Mr. Renato Lucas told us that he'll be a professor at PLM teaching Humanities (too bad, we don't have any humanities subject this sem or the next!). In conclusion this entry, we had a really fun day, though we took some risks, again it was sooo worth it.

PHOTOS Taken after the concert

With Mr. Jiovanney Emmanuel Cruz ---- With Dr. Milton Ruben Laufer ---With Atty. Tamano, Ms. Tinky and J.E. Cruz

With Mr. Alfonso Bolipata ---Posing with Mr. Michael Sutton --- With Mr. Renato Lucas

With Mr. Nigel Boehm ----Posing wacky with Mr. NIgel Boehm

My free ticket and signed pamphlet

OpusFest Frenzy

2008-08-05T17:44:00.002+08:00

Sa wakas! Pagtapos namin mabasa, hanginin, maglakad ng mahaba at ginawin, nakarating din kami sa PhilamLife Theater.

Akala namin ay male-late kami kasi alas-sais na nung makaalis kami sa Rob. Pagdating namin doon sa PhilamLife, panibagong malas na naman ang inabot namin. Hindi kami kagad nakapasok kasi mali yung entrance na pinasukan namin. Umikot pa uli kami bago kami nakapasok talaga doon sa tunay na entrance. Para nga kaming VIP kasi pumirma lang kami at pinapasok na kami sa loob. Medyo matagal pa kami naghintay bago nagsimulayung concert kaya may-oras pa kami para mag C.R. at magpaganda.

Habang kami ay naghihintay, etong kaibigan kong si Nix, andaming napansin. Nandon si Sioxy Topacio, ang dambuahalang becky, Si MariMar na bonggang bongga sa ruffles ang damit, ang mga anak ni Gary V. at ang kamukha ni Allister na muntik ko na makatabi.

Nandun halos lahat ang mga professor ng OpusFest, wala lang si Nigel Boehm, ang crush kong cellist. Sya pa naman ang hinihintay ko. Pero ayos lang kasi ang pinunta ko rin naman ay yung 65-piece orchestra ng Manila Symphony Orchestra. Nagsimula ang conert at tumugtog na ang cellist na pinoy na si Renato Lucas, si Michael Sutton, violinist na taga U.S. at si William Schmitt-Leonardy na taga Germany. Grabe, sa sobrang galling nila, nakatitig lang ako sa kanila habang tinutugtog nila ang kanilang mga instrument. Tumagal mahigit isang oras ang performance nila. Tapos nagkaroon ng kinse minutes na break.

Gutom na kaming lahat pero kaylangan magtiis kasi bawal ang pagkain sa loob ng theater. Di rin nagtagal, natapos na din yung break at nagsimula na uli ang concert. Lumabas si Ms. Yameng Huang at tumugtog ng piano nya. Yung mga tinugtog nya parang mga musical scoring ng pelikulang lake placid at mga suspense-thriller na mga palabas. Gusto ko na nga mag narrate kay Hanna kaso bawal magsalita sa loob. Tatlong beses sya tumugtog at pagkatapos ay tumugtog din si Dr. Milton Reuben Laufer na hawig ni Robert Ortega. Sobrang galing nya mag-piano at tulad ni Ms. Yameng Huang, nag papalit palit ang kamay nya at hindi magka-ugaga sa kakapindot ng tiklado ng piano. Mala-Indiana Jones naman ang mga tinugtog nya. Sya na ang huling tumugtog at pagkatapos nun ay natapos na din ang concert.

Hindi pa kami umuwi kagad at nagpa-picture muna kami sa mga tumugtog doon. Nagkaron din kami ng pagkakataon na makausap si Yameng Huang. Ang bait nya tapos tinanong pa nya kami kung naenjoy namin yung pagtugtog nya. Kinapalan na namin yung mukha namin kaya nagpapicture nadin kami sa kanya. Tapos nakita at nakausap din namin si Michael Sutton.

Pagod at gutom na ako noon pero balewala sakin yun kasi na-experience ko nanaman ang makanood sa OpusFest at yung ang isa sa mga experience na ittreasure ko at babalik balikan.

With Mr. Michael Sutton and Miss Yameng Huang

Our Little Misadventure

2008-08-05T17:43:00.001+08:00

Wow..sobrang daming adventures and misadventures ang nangyari sa grupo naming kagabi. I'm actually starting to think if I'm living a mediocre life or not.

Ako na lang sa mga BFF ko ang walang nagawang blog entry tungkol sa adventure namin kahapon. Nakaka pressure tuloy. Anyways, we were out again to watch another OpusFest concert. This time two of my BFFs, Hanna and Nix joined us so as Alison and a freshie named Renz. Of course Fats, ang official groupie ni Michael Sutton was also with us last night. Our day started at school after our super-hard midterms. Fats, Hanna, Nix Fae and me, agreed to go to the National Library to research (daw) on our report in Language Assessment. Syempre we researched a little pero we spent most of the time chatting.

So ayun, nag-iisip pa kami ni Fatima kung aattend nga kami ng OpusFest o hindi kasi iba na ang venue nya, hindi na sa Manila Pavilion kundi sa Philamlife theater. Baka kasi may bayad kaya nagtanong muna kami kay Miss Tinky kung pwede ba uli kami pumunta sa concert. Dala ng masamang panahon at kapalapakan ng Sun Cellular, medyo nawalan kami ng signal at hindi kami makatanggap ng kahit anong mensahe kaya naisipan muna naming pumunta ng Robinson's Manila at doon nalang maghintay ng pagdating ng mahiwagang mensahe.

Nilakad lang namin yung papuntang Robinson's Manila, tutal nasa Kalaw naman na kami, madali na maglakad mula doon. Okay pa nung una na naglalakad kami kaso eto na, medyo lumakas na yung ulan at kaylangan na namin maglabas ng kanya kanyang mga payong dahil hindi uubra ang sharing ng payong sa sobrang lakas nito. Medyo naligaw ligaw pa kami dahil nalaman namin na ang aming magaling na navigator na si NIX ay nanghuhula pala ng daan papunta doon. Pagkatapos ng pasikot-sikot na daan at malalakas na hangin, (buti nalang windbreaker ang mga payong namin haha) nakarating din kami ng Robinsons. At dito pa lang magsisimula and adventure namin.

Naalala ko na many sinabi sakin yung kapatid ko na may nabibili na kotong candy sa loob ng Robinson. Hindi ko alam kung saan nabibili yun pero buti nalang lahat sila ay gustong matikman ang kotong candy kaya nagdecide kami na hanapin yon. Nung mahanap namin yung mga kotong candy, tuwang tuwa kami kasi ang dami dami flavors. Meron pa nga doong pilosopong flavor. Cotton Candy flavored cotton candy. Naalala ko pa yung sinabi ni Fats tungkol dun:

Fats: Uy ayos yan ah! Cotton candy ang flavor ng Cotton Candy mo.

Eena: hahaha oo nga ang pilosopo!

Ateng Cotton Candy Maker: Yung cotton candy flavor, original flavor yan ng cotton candy.

Both: Amph! Okay…

Haha sya naimbento nun? Kaya siguro ganun sya maka-react. So ayun, bumili pa din kami at ang mga flavor na nakuha namin ay Sour Lime, Banana Split, Sour Strawberry, Chocolate at Bubble Gum. Hindi pa kami nakuntent to sa sweet trip namin kaya bumili sa kami ng napakatamis na Sno-Cones. Si Fats, hindi pa nakuntento sa cotton candy kaya and pinili nyang flavor ng Sno-Cone nya ay..COTTON CANDY!! Hahaha!!
Nung mga oras na yun ay biglang gumana na ang Sun at sa wakas, nagtext na din si Miss Tinky. Ang sarap talaga ng libre, kaya manonood kami lahat ng OpusFest concert. Medyo maaga pa naman kaya nagpunta muna kami sa Powerbooks. Habang paakyat kami ng escalator, aba! Parang napunta kami sa future kasi nakita namin si CHLOE kasama ang asawa nyang foreigner. Tawa kami ng tawa kasi kamukha nya talaga si Chloe at ang taray taray ng lakad nya. Hindi na namin mapigilan ang tawa namin hanggang sa makarating na kami ng Powerbooks. Doon, nag hanap sila Hanna ng libro ni Banana Yoshimoto.

Hanna: Asan na yung kay Banana?

Eena: Alin? Si Banana Yoshimoto?

Hanna: Naks naman?

Eena: bakit? Sayo si Banana Yoshimoto?

Natatawa ako kasi kahit si Hanna ay nagulat din sa sinabi nya. Hehe okay lang yun Hanna, wag ka na maguilty! Paalis na kami ng Ro at pupunta na kami sa U.N. Avenue, kung saan gagawin ang concert ng OpusFest. Sobrang pagod na ang paa namin dahil ilang beses namin nilakad ang magkabilang dulo ng Robinsons. Hindi namin alam kung saan kami lalalabas. Sasakay na kami ng jeep pero lalakad pa kami ng konti para makasakay kami ng jeep. Pero walangnhiya, paglabas namin ng mall, ang lakas ng hangin at ang lkas din ng ulan. Basa na ang uniform ko, basa na ang sapatos at haggard na ang itusra ko nang dumating kami sa PhilamLife theater.

Psst..huy! ginawa ko ito para sayo!

2008-08-04T02:41:00.001+08:00

Etong post na ito ay ginawa ko para lang sayo. Para naman tumatak dyan sa kokote mo na hindi lang IKAW ang tao sa mundo…

Alam mo ba yung salitang SELF-CENTERED? Ako alam ko. Maraming bagay dito sa mundo ang kaylangan ng atensyon. Tumingin ka lang dyan sa gilid eh may makikita ka kahit isang problema ng lipunan natin. Try mo minsan tumingin sa labas ng mundo mo at makikita mo na mas marami pang mas-importante sayo. Try mo din minsan na ayusin ang pakikitungo mo sa ibang tao. Tutal naman lahat tayo ay nakatira sa isang diverse world. Alam mo yung salitang RECIPROCITY? gawin mo yung sistema ng buhay mo! Para naman marami ang matuwa sayo. Ganito kasi ang sistema ng reciprocity. Gagawa ka ng magandang bagay sa isang tao, at yung tao na pinakitaan mo ng kagandahang loob ay may idudulot ding maganda sa iyo pagdating ng panahon na kailangan mo sya. Barubal na term pa nga yun nung kay Confucius eh (eh yan eh kung tumatak sa isip mo yang tao na yan). Diba sabi ni Confucius wag mong gagawin sa kapwa mo ang ayaw mong gawin sayo ng kapwa mo. Ganun din yung reciprocity. Ang sistema mo kasi, puro ka kabig.

Pano yung salitang SACRIFICE? Alam mo ba yun? Malamang hindi kasi ni minsan hindi kita nakitang nagsakripisyo para sa kapwa mo. Alam mo, maganda yung SACRIFICE pag natutunan mong gawin kasi parang reciprocity din yan. Magsasakripisyo ka para sa isang tao, minsan pa nga hindi lang para sa isang tao, minsan marami ang makikinabang sa pagsasakripisyo mo. Marami uli ang matutuwa sa iyo. Diba? Eh di marami ka nang kaibigan!

Eto pa, pakiusap lang, try mo naman maging SENSITIVE to other people's feelings. Kutis kalabaw ka na nga, balat kalabaw ka pa. Maganda rin yan pag napractice mo yan kasi matututo ka makiramdam saka para naman di lumabas na may pagka-kapal-muks ka. Alam mo ba ang tingin ko sayo, you're worse than a Palace Brat..

Dami ko pa sanang sasabihin pero tama na to siguro. Gusto ko lang malaman mo na ito ang major FLAWS mo. I strongly encourage you that you follow my advice para naman mapadali ang buhay nating lahat. Saka para din yan sayo. Do it now before it's too late

Finally, I did it..

2008-08-03T02:09:00.001+08:00

Grabe...ilang oras akong nagpatumpik-tumpik at naghanap ng mga tips sa internet para mabago ko tong layout ng blog ko. Walanghiya, kung saan saan ako dinala, pinaikot ikot ako..hehe medyo may pagka -tanga kasi ako bago lang lang kasi ako dito sa blogspot, kumbaga kung tanungin ako, kung dugay ako sa Maynila, malamang ang sagot ko, dili (huh? Tama kaya yun?) . Pero naman, pagkalipas ng mga dalawang oras nakakuha na din ako ng bonggang bonggang mala-emo ko na layout na bagay sa title ng aking bonggang bonggang blog.

Hindi nga ito ang dapat kong ginagawa ngayon eh. Dapat nga nag-aaral ako ngayon para sa midterms ko sa Teaching Profession. Eh wala eh, sabi nga ng BFF ko na si NIX, di din sya makapag review dahil di pa daw nya nafi-feel ang cramming feeling..hayy kelan kaya kami magbabago? Palagi nalang namin sinasabi sa mga sarili namin na hindi na kami magpo-procrastinate at hindi na magka-cram para naman maganda ang output ng mga ginagawa namin. Peron aka tatlong New Year na kaming magkakasama at malamang sa mga New Year's resolution namin ay naka-sulat yang lechugas na CRAMMING at PROCRASTINATION na yan, ni minsan ay di namin nagawa. Time management. Isa pa yan. Sabi ganun daw ang gawin namin. Eh kahit sandamukal na schedule na ang gawin ko, di pa rin talaga nasusunod. Natatakot na nga ako dahil malamang sistema ko na ang may problema.

Gusto ko pa sanang dugtungan ito pero masyado ng late at baka ma-singko ako kay Dr. Gallardo. Mag-aaral muna ako at kung may oras pa, kwentohan ko uli kayo.J

YOu Rock My World, Nigel Boehm

2008-07-29T22:49:00.004+08:00

Waahhh!!I never thought I would go that far.. But despite all the mishaps, It was so worth it.

It started on a Monday afternoon. Fatima and I were planning to attend the Opusfest 2008. It is an event sponsored by our school where the top musicians of our time visit the Philippines to teach young aspiring musicians. In-between the lectures, there are chamber music concerts that will be held in different venues in Manila. Days before that, my friend Fatima and I promised ourselves that we would watch the upcoming concerts as long as they are held near our school.

So, back to Monday afternoon, I saw a new poster that was posted on the hallway of our building. It was the schedule of the chamber music concerts and the orchestrated concerts. There was a chamber music concert that will be held on a Monday night. We both agreed that we would go right after our Teaching Profession subject. Much to our surprise, Fairy tagged along with us and the three of us will go to the National Museum(the Venue) right after our class. While we were walking along Bonifacio Drive, it started to rain and once we reached the front entrance of the National Museum, the three of us raced to the slippery steps of the museum to make "silong" until the rain stops.

Fairy thought the rain was a bad juju, so we decided to go to the main museum to inquire on the event. While crossing the street, there was this red car that almost knocked me down, good thing, my reflexes are still good and I was able step away before it could actually hit me. We arrived at the National Museum (well, very alive) but there was another bad news: The guard told us that there are no upcoming events in the Museum. We even asked a couple of museum employees to make sure that the guard wasn't lying to us. Disappointed, we went back to our school to ask for the REAL venue of the event. Fairy decided not to join us because she has other things to do. We were already tired but we refused to give up. Finally, somebody told us that the event was moved to Manila Pavilion and another good news was, it's for FREE!!

The concert started at exactly 8pm and we were there 15 minutes early. The concert started with a duet; Michael Sutton, a violinist and Yameng Huang a pianist. The theme of the concert was entitled "Russian Roulette" I am not a musically inclined person but most of the concert pieces were very sad and depressing. Next performance was from another pianist, Gila Goldstein and a cellist, NIGEL BOEHM.

I never liked the cello because the sound of it was too sad. In short, it was depressing. I remember I heard a John Williams piece that was used from the movie, Schindler's List and most parts of the song were played by the cello. But when I saw Nigel Boehm play the cello, he played it with so much passion and though the piece was very sad, it turned out pretty well and not so depressing. He was soo good at it that I even liked the sound of the cello despite of what I think. He had two performances, the one with Gila Goldstein and for the last part, the one with Michael Sutton and one of our very own, Jiovanney Emmanuel Cruz, a hardcore pianist : )

The concert lasted for about two hours and after watching the performances, I was awe-struck by their talent and how they play their instruments. To me, every second of that concert was worth it and all of the unfortunate events that happened to us prior to the show had really paid off. It was a rare opportunity that I get to experience that kind of performance and I found a new kind of light to something I thought would never change. Plus I get to see NIGeL BOehm, the ultimate cellist that rocked my world..haha

"The Learner is the Core of its Existence" - Chudelyah

2008-07-27T03:40:00.007+08:00

See this girl? She looks really sweet eh? She's my BFF, Hanna but we call her CHUDELYA..she hates it when we call her that. She said that her second name was a product of her parents' undying love for each other. Her parents kind of mixed both their names to create Hanna's second name.

Enough of the name game, let me describe my friend. Hanna is like my twin. Better yet, another version of me, a better version of me. We both love maki..She always brings maki to school and whenever she has maki, I always make sure that I eat a piece or two of it. We don't always agree when it comes to food because we have different tastes with food. I mostly like Filipino, Italian and some Japanese dishes but with Hanna her taste is more Japanese, deep Japanese. Well, maybe the reason for her Japanese taste is because she's a Japanese girl in her past life. and maybe she accidentally carried her Japanese culture into her present life.

Do you know that she could read and write Japanese? and do you know that she's still into boybands? she's going gaga over a Japanese boyband called the ARASHI. I kind of liked the ARASHI guys especially OHNO and Matsumoto Jun (kanya si JUN eh). And her hobbies? watching the guys at YouTube take care of cute little Japanese babies and making experiments. I don't want it to sound like she's obsessed with these guys. No. She's not. But the ARASHI guys are worth obsessing though. They're cute and funny and they love their fans very much. (Hanna, remember the OHNO and NINO kiss? haha) Anyways, another hobby of hers (she's really good at it) is applying nail polish on my nails and our friends' nails on our free time or when we don't have a professor. She could apply a perfect coat of nail polish anytime, anywhere. And When I mean Anywhere, it could be on the UAC, Gazebo, Canteen or inside the classroom. But sometimes my other friends would say that she's incompetent in applying nail polish. If I am to grade her incompetence, I would give her a 9.5 out of 10. That's how good she is.

When it comes to academics, have you noticed the title of this blog? she actually said that. She's responsible for all of my nosebleeds. In short, she makes really good papers even when she says that she's cramming (yes, she's a crammer) Given that she's a procrastinator and a crammer she is still able to produce a decent paper with plenty of nose-bleeding words ..haha Even with all these good qualities, she's a big indecisive person. Just like me....let me give you an example on how indecisive we are:

Eena: uy Hanna, san tayo kakain?
Hanna: Ikaw? san mo gusto?
Eena: Kaw, bahala, kung nao gusto mo kainin yun na din ako.
Hanna: di nga, san nga?
Eena: kaw? san mo gusto?

See? and we could go on for hours doing things like that. Good thing we have another BFF which I will introduce to you on my next blog entry who does all the decisions for us.

Noveau blogger

2008-07-25T02:00:00.000+08:00

This is my first entry at my newly created blog account. It's 3am and still I can't find the right words to say for my first post. Anyways, you'll be reading more from me, what I do on my superabundant mediocre life.