Prettie Sheena's Memoir

New home

2011-04-22T22:59:00.002+10:00

Hey, I found a new home.

See you there.:)

One Hell of a Ride:)

2009-03-29T14:53:00.000+10:00

We’re fresh from 2 oral defense. Last Wednesday, we had one for our Devcom Plan; Thursday, we had another for PR Campaign and Friday, Sir Artin said our thesis must have one too!;p Then come Saturday, to revise the Devcom Plan.

Before that week, we organized three live productions and while finding time to juggle all these at hand, we painstakingly revised our final output for our thesis.

And the week before that, it seemed like it was a never ending semester. We just grudge that whilst some students are on their bed sleeping for a good summer night’s sleep, here we are, still and still, making the wee hours an extension to do our thing.

But tadaaa! It’s Officially Vacay today!

This semester really is another one hell of a ride.

Sometimes we couldn’t help but puke at where the height is taking us. Or maybe the height makes us feel dizzy that we just want to go down. Or maybe the ride was way too fast that, hey! Some of our brains and all were left at a split second and we just have to come back.

But no matter how cruel the ride was, because of the people who were there with us during the circus, it became fun. We might get afraid and depressed and all, but why do we have to worry? The people whom we are surrounded with make us feel otherwise. Did I just forget to say, hey, thank you! Hope to see you all again on the next ride.:)

It’s not gonna be three, but four, next sem. Yay!

AB Communication 31 with Specialization...

2009-03-14T21:05:00.000+10:00

...not in Pearly Advertising,

...not even in Public Relations that is not for idiots,

...and not in Chuckie's Media Production (segue: I love Chuckie and will surely miss him! No more cool prof!)

...but, AB Communication 31, with specialization in PROGRAM-ming, it seems to be. It don't know if it's caused by fate that we're organizing three events for next week, or is it even luck?

Well, for Development Communication's seminar, I understand that we have to since the fourth years are already off. For Digifilm's Short Film Awards, I don't know why the block is to organize the Awards Night (technically, it's day) but I guess the other block is going to fix the trophy thing which leaves us with this (and I'm sure, the block is even glad to be organizing it). But for Pangalay, is it by some bad fate that I was able to pick the Production task which includes doing the program?

I even said, if ever my blockmates have the liberty to choose which of the three event are they going to orgranize with a smiling heart, surely, it won't be the Pangalay. It's not because of the program but maybe it's more of it is another requirement for PR.

It's all coming back again. The feeling that I had back when we did the Anvil Awards Exhibit last midterm, still in PR.

Christmas Break At Last

2008-12-20T22:42:00.000+10:00

I need this break.
If last sem, I’m always awake until 1-2:30 am to finish projects, this sem, I was able to go home at 6:30 am because of a single one (and hours later, we have a major prelim exam).
If last sem, only our free day and Saturdays eat up my rest for the week, now, I’m “working” even on Sundays (with matching starvation when the camera starts to roll.)
If last sem, prelim is not yet costly, today, it is and it only just begun. (At di naman kami namumulot ng pera. Tag line! Hahaha.)
But wait! There’s more! More still to experience!
More re-shoot to come for a more exhausted sem!
More dinner via fast food to come for an energized body. Raaar!
More editing to come to wake us up ‘til dawn.
More unholy Sundays to come for a more refreshed Mondays. (Sorry po!)
More projects even during the exam week!
More interviews. More PR. More pop quiz. More MDGs. More films.
But we’re still that lucky because our thesis subject is not yet that demanding. What if it is? Sinabawang lugaw! (Sabaw na, lugaw pa!)
And Blah blah blah!
Wala lang. I just want to shout out EVERYTHING and trash it out together with prelims! Magsama sila! Hohoho! Excrete the negative energy!
I want a Merry Christmas!

Still Floating

2008-11-04T00:12:00.001+10:00

I’m really not doing anything. I try to read but I am not as much eager these days. I even try to buy two books last week just so the “wanting “to peruse is there. Not effective.
I don’t know. But I’m still floating. I don’t even feel like going to school soon. Yep, when I’m home I am not productive, but I don’t know. I usually am not like this. Before, I’m really the one who’s eager to come back to school.
I can only do guesswork. Maybe I had too much this sem that I feel like I need to rest more. Funny, but I feel like my battery’s not recharged yet despite the weeks of more than 10 hours of sleep every day. Or maybe, I know that there’s still some more in store for me this coming sem.
Anyway, I still make up my mind. Two more days!

Adieu

2008-11-04T00:08:00.001+10:00

I’m saying goodbye to you now. I’m free, at last.
However, before I finally close my door, I want to tell you those things that I abhor about you. Listen, because I’m not gonna come back.
You caused me sleepless nights and I hate that you do that.
You caused me to have lesser time for my family. I’m always there, mind and body.
You placed so many things in my mind that sometimes, I cannot fully grasp.
You made me realize my frailties of which I’m oblivious before.
You made me give so much; time, money, mind and heart.
You made me neglect my other obligations.
You made me short-tempered.
You made me frustrated.
You made me ugly.
You pressured me.
You made me sick.
Nevertheless, I hate it that I’m going to miss you. I must admit, I learned so much. You made me explore in realms that I never touched before. You made me experience things, so many firsts, which I won’t surely forget.
3rd year, 1st semester, goodbye and thank you.
Thank you, despite that you made me realize my limitations, you showed me much still that I can do.
Thank you for bringing me to places, some of which I’ve never been before.
Thank you for making me meet people outside my own world.
Sure thing, I learned so much.
Thank you for making me write so much. I realized that essay is not my only turf.
Thank you for the papers, projects of which on the making, I almost cursed. I realized that for the future, I am prepared.
Thank you for the competitions which we lost but made us proud of other people and of ourselves, still.
Thank you for the criticisms which, I am happy that we proved you wrong.
In your time, I also nearly lost a loved one and permanently lost another. There is so much in you that I’d like to loathe but stalks off and conclude: I am thankful for you.
This has been a fruitful semester। I am proud of all that transpired.

(Posted: Oct 11 in my multiply site)

Excited but Nervous

2008-08-27T23:58:00.001+10:00

Midterm is so fast yet so full। In just a month, our hands were full of this projects: 2 term papers, 1 media plan, 1 live production, 1 documentary, 1 play, 1 project proposal, 1 tribe report with presentation, 1 commercial jingle. Of course, minor workloads like reflection paper every meeting for COMM theory, synoptic paper for Scriptwriting, video exercises and ect are not included in the “projects”.

If you have an org and you have to pass project proposals and accomplishment reports and ect।, your time for academics will be lesser. Or if you are also in a student publication, much more.

I mean, all these are just normal। It is inevitable in every student’s lives and it is part of the so called “training ground.”

I myself have not finished with five of those। And it is just so funny. I haven’t finished all that I have to do for midterm and here comes one for finals: a pilot episode for our Travel Show in RTV.

For the show, before we planned to go to Bohol। But it’s way too far. So we decided then to have it in Ilocos Norte.

I dunno। But I seem not to believe that we are planning such; for a student production; for a 30 minute show. But I’m soooo excited for this! Can’t wait to travel with blockmates that far! But of course, I’m also nervous for it.

Lintik na ang magreshoot!

We can’t afford that। Plus, the remaining two weeks will be for rendered for editing. There are so many what-ifs. What if we won’t be able to finish it within the weekend? What if someone, along the way, stole our equipments? Those things.

It makes me laugh now। And this scenario too॥

classmate: magkagroup ba tayo?
classmate1: san? Sa live prod ba? Sa docu? Sa pilot episode?

You get mixed up। You don’t even know who your group mates are.

Nevertheless, I’m happy despite the loads that I have. Especially with productions, if you get to watch your work .much more if it is commended, all the hardships will be outweighed=).

Missing the Blogger Life

2008-07-22T11:19:00.002+10:00

I've long been away here in my old home. I was not able to post here my previous blogs from my present world, multiply. However, I do really miss it here. And I’m writing this to compensate for my losses for my old home.

This is not to say that I’m leaving permanently now. If without time constraints, I might be able to live in two worlds.

I miss the blogger life.

Eugene Santos Tagged Me!

2008-04-30T00:01:00.000+10:00

Rules:
· Each blogger starts with ten random facts or habits about themselves
· Bloggers tagged need to write on their blog about their ten things and post the rules
· At the end of your blog you need to choose 10 people you’re going to tag and list their names
· Do not forget to comment on their site that they’re tagged

The facts or habits that you are going to witness might sound a little bit too exaggerated for your precious ears. However, too bad, because it is not.
1. I am a self- proclaimed scientist. I am mad keen about Biology, Physics, Geology, Ecology, and most especially, Psychology! (Oh Sigmund!)

I do not exactly know why. I guess, when you say, “You’re having so much adipose tissue these days” to a woman, you will not offend her. Unless she knows that it means “fats.” Or, when you don’t want to admit that someone makes your nose bleed like hell, you can say “Epistaxis.” At least, you will make his nose bleed too, which is just fair.

2. I always talk to myself, sometimes aloud. Not that I am demented or what. We psychologists call it “positive self talk” or it can be “introspection.”

This helps me think over, formulate ideas et cetera. However, if the case is releasing pent –up emotions, I put it into writing.

3. I love to eat! I, swear, can eat a party-sized pizza alone. Unfortunately, I am in the state of slight diet for I-dunno-how-long. I blame it on first year, second sem days when I became addicted to Melon shake. Imagine the combined sugar, milk, and natural sweetener of Melon. Plus, it is cold and I consume it every day. That made me stout.

4. I love dressing up. Well, do not get me wrong. I am not really a slave for fashion nor do I sport clothes like some of the Genshiken people (Peace!) do.

So when I am to choose between my two loves: a clothe or a book, I will definitely buy the previous. Besides, what is the use of a library anyway? (Nevertheless, I want as much books as I can! I am a worm!)

5. I am suffering from paranoia. Like, “Why isn’t she (I am a feminist) texting anymore? I must have done something wrong! Nooooo!”

6. I am a feline lover! (Meowth, that’s right!) I even accidentally called my baby cousin like the way I call a cat. And, I even have pictures in which, they swore said, I looked like a cat.

Offended? Naaaah! Meanings reside in people, not in wordsJ.

7. I am a knowledge lover! I am having fun with those. I used to love literary books alone when I was young, but now, I value textbooks just the same.

8. I am a frustrated dancer. I mean, sure, I can dance but not the way like Jeanne does. Or whoever. So I poured it forth during Performing Arts: act as if I can danceJ.

9. I am a drama princess. Remember my #2 fact here? That’s just the cerebral side of my positive self talk. When things get a little crazier, I will turn the music on, find a touchy song and then go drama! In some cases, I act as if I am making my own music video.

10. I am psychologically a Frenchwoman. I love everything that is French (My blocks know this already as this was one of my speeches during Speech and Oral Communication days.)

I love French fries in sour and cream. I want not just an ordinary braid, but a French plait. I love French dishes and the way they are spelt and pronounced. I swear, a French door is the best kind of door. I love French tip and everything!

And, oh, la princesse sur l'entraînement is going gaga over the French language.

Well, now, it is my turn to tag! I am tagging...:
1. Chester- co Josephian and Lasallian
2. Irvine- co-Lasallian
3. Jamel- co-Josephian
4. Kace- co-YG
5. Kryzzle- co-YG
6. Mara- co- Josehpian. Bhesz
7. Mars- blockmate. Taho
8. Misha- blockmate. Taho
9. Mishen- co- Josephian
10. Pauline- co- Bloomfieldian

The New Seven Wonders of the World

2008-04-25T23:57:00.001+10:00

Let us vote for the five Philippine paradises vying for a place in the New 7 Wonders of the World!
Is it not great that despite how screwed we are in terms of taking care of the environment, we have a chance to put the Philippines in the so-called “map”? With this entire Earth Day thing, I realized that we are killing ourselves unwittingly (or is it when throwing a trash outside the jeep is no brainer, among others?)।

So ask, “Why does she want us to vote if she speaks that ill?”

Then Sheena will answer: I think, if the Tubbataha Reef, or the Chocolate Hills or the others will be put on that much coveted Wonders, it won’t be us Filipinos alone who will take care of those but the whole world as well since the government, sadly, is short of practically almost everything!

However, cheer up as we still have a chance to put things straight in our own way. We have all the right to be a self-proclaimed environmentalist and start saving the earth.
For now, let’s vote for dear Philippines in: http://www.new7wonders.com

Disclaimer: I’m not sure if our candidate is really five. It might only be four.

The New Seven Wonders of the World

2008-04-25T23:57:00.000+10:00

I Don't Think This Is Right Anymore

2008-04-01T01:07:00.000+10:00

I am not a girlfriend material. Get that straight from the horse’s mouth.

I enjoy to be courted by men. Who doesn’t anyway? When I said last vacation that I don’t want to be courted anymore, it was just half-truth. It will always be fun to be flattered and to be given lavish attention by men.

Now, I know that he is serious with me। He wants to fetch me from school as often as our schedules would permit even if I am way too far from his. He opens a lot about his family and he updates me with what is happening to him. He wants to join me and my family to mass. He wants me to meet his mother. And, he wants to woo me at home.

Isn’t it just great? What’s more, he was my crush during हिघ्स्चूल. Unfortunately, that is was.

I already told him that I am not yet ready to be committed। He said he’s willing to wait. But how long will I make him wait whereas in fact, my “yes” is gold? How long will I feign to be okay to be courted when I’m beginning not to?

I don’t want to have guilt feelings anymore। I don’t want to hurt again. I don’t want to be blamed afterwards.

Will I make him stop? How?

A Commendation for COM21 to Hear

2008-03-12T12:03:00.000+10:00

Generally, as AB Communication Arts students, we are perceived inside the university as beauty and beauty alone. We sport the skinniest skinny jeans, the ever brightly coloured high-heeled shoes and the fashion that really has a sense.

There is nothing really wrong with it. However, more than that, we sport no brains according to them. It was echoed by Sir Mark a semester ago when he was supposed to introduce Performing Arts.

However, despite that, I guess I am fortunate to be with the brainy COM students. I cannot really speak outside my block because I cannot assess them, like what almost everyone is doing, by looks. I haven’t seen them inside the class. I have not really read their works or heard them really speak. However, with my blockmates, we are together for almost two years.

First year, second sem, during our Eng101, Sir Ibasco told us that we write pretty well. He even asked if we really want to be in COM or better yet, shift to JOU. This was second by Ms. Cachuela in our Journalism class. She said some of us really do write well. On the other hand, just recently, Ms. Valera’s claim was bigger. She said most are good writers.

On my part, I can testify to that. I’ve been my blockmates’ blog reader. And sometimes, really, they suck blood out of my nose.

So we thought that we ace the writing field alone? Nope. We all very well know that according to Ms. Matilla, so far, we are her best Speech students (that is, of course with some of our Jou classmates, Management and IT.) She claimed that the institution will be proud of us when we graduate.

Best of all, amidst that, according to Sir Ibasco, the class is humble.

I don’t really know why I am writing this. I guess, it boosts me to hear such praises. I can pretty much argue with them intelligently and they really have a say. Or more so, I guess, I am just grateful that among the many COM students out there, outside the block, outside the university, among all COM students in this country, I am part of DLSU- D’s COM21 (the next is 31…41…batch 2010)

Pay It Forward

2008-02-07T18:32:00.000+10:00

Last Saturday, when I went to the play venue, upon entering inside the jeepney, I miscalculated my step. Luckily, a young man pulled me up. Whew! I nearly fell! I said my thanks while my foot ached.

Yesterday, I went to ERS to read about my report for Speech’s exam. When the system said, “It’s 3:00 pm,” I instantaneously pushed the keyboard with the I-dunno-what-it’s-called support and I thought I wrecked it. Then again, a schoolmate from a seat away, helped me put the board in its proper position. I said thank you afterwards and tried to memorize his face so that when meet again here in the campus, I will be able to smile at him.

Today, I rode the backride of the trike. But before I was able to push myself up, the trike started. Then I said, “Wait lang po mama.” When I braced myself up again, a schoolmate grabbed my wrist to help me up. Then he said, “Mainit dito.” And he offered me to carry my bag. Although I know that he’s from Lasalle, I refused. When we were nearing the place to stop, I tried to get my wallet inside my bag and he offered me to carry my bag again. Baka mahulog daw. When we arrived in school, I thanked him again. Then I learned that he is a 4th year Tourism student.

I don’t know why but I seem to be lucky with all the people around- strangers in fact- trying to help me in my misfortunes. I cannot say that, A-proposition: All Lasallian guys are gentlemen, because the first one who helped me was not and there are really some who are rude. Maybe, this is a call for me to pay forward the generosity of heart that I am receiving. I wish that their genes will spread forth! In addition, I wish that, I will really be able to pay it forward. *smiles*

Case Study plus Mini-Thesis plus...equals Waaah!

2008-01-27T01:09:00.001+10:00

...Cognitive Dissonance Theory Report (blame it on my virus-infested USB Flash drive) + Radio Porgram (for Speech) + critique of PETA's Batang Rizal + 50 commonly misprononounced words by Filipinos + Brochure for Photography+ Essay about Fastrack to Poverty + Research on Ecclessia in Asia + Org work and following-up of proposals + LASALLIAN FESTIVAL+ deadline of all these is next week + a whole lot more=Waaaah!

Yeah.

Great!

Yesterday, during lunch, I told Gras, Misha, Hannah and Martha something like this, "last night I wrote all the things that we are to do and I counted almost 5 (the others was not listed in my notebook) and I told myself, hindi naman pala gaano kadami ang gagawin naten"

The they stared like "are you DRUGS?!?!!" So I retracted, "I did not count the degree of heavniness of the works."

On the bright side, it is Lasallian Days! Three days of all play...that is, "or so you thought!" Aside from org works, we allotted this "playtime" to school work in which we seemed to progress very slowly.

Yeah.

Great. And after all this fuss, it will be MIDTERMS EXAM again. May just be the force be with us.

At Least I Can Run In Heels

2008-01-27T01:04:00.000+10:00

Dear Diary,

Got through a lot of things this week and my limbs are aching. I also feel like I’m a Chinese times two.

Jan. 14, Monday

Ate Lye texted us asking who might want to fix the proposals for the upcoming semester.

Our third year COM EB’s are so much busy with their shoot and all. The second year JOU (Broadcast Journalism) appointees are also busy with their Radio Productions as well. So the reason why there is a need to tap other members for the three proposals.

Suppose that I just got tired of being passive that I volunteered to be one. I find it also exciting. I want and need to learn all these, I thought.

I asked my co-members, at the same time blockmates, to help me fill in the needed six. I felt somehow assured that they would also love to.

Whoa! Almost all of them are not yet done interviewing a company, an NGO, and a educational institution for Organizational Communication. Good thing Maxine and her group were. And so are we who interviewed Dakki Direct Sales Thursday, the week before this. (Got a free Spongebob Squarepants calendar!)

Great. At least I got Maxine. I thought that since we are only two, we are to make only one. Two heads per proposal, right? But I got surprised when, since we failed in luring others, we are to fix all.

When I got home at 9:15, I started the bunch that I have ahead.

Jan. 15, Tuesday

Lunch: I just laughed and laughed and procrastinated the fixing of proposals until dismissal. Anyways, Maxine and her groupmates will practice Dubbing due tomorrow.

Dismissal:
-Dubbing Practice
-Still to fix, to type, to download, to let papers be signed and to run for the proposals due tomorrow, Wednesday at 6pm.

I excused myself from helping my Dubbing mates, Mars, Grace and Misha, to transcribe our lines.

I headed of to ERS to download, edit and print some papers that I was not able to finish the night before. But sine I don’t have and E-cash, I cannot print the documents inside the school. So, I went out the campus. It was past 3.

By 4pm, I have to find our org adviser to sign some papers so I ran instead of walking. My pants are somehow tight and I’m wearing heels.

I ran from ERS going outside the campus then when I came back, I have to go to CBA210 to let Sir Michael sign papers, then to the Alumni Building for the president to sign the papers, then back to JFH.

After all the running and the managing of not to stumble despite my heels and the shiny floors of the buildings, I was able to finish some papers.

When I went back to my groupmates, we started to dub The Devil Wears Prada.
Jan. 16, Wednesday

The BOOM day!

(Sounds like DOOMSDAY to me)

Max and I went to school early. Have to let sign some papers still, then I have to walk from Gate1 going to GMH and climb the second floor just to find out that the CSO office is still closed so, I went back to JFH again, still for signing.

Imagine the walk and the sweat. My foot was already aching because my doll shoes is fitted. I thought I’d have an easy time since I’m on flats. I also had a hard time running because my skinny jeans is so skinny.

Lunch: Ms. Matilla was with us during lunch and she gave us puto-bung-bong and fried banana. Beofre we continued to practice for dubbing, Mars accompanied me to the CSO office to get the papers that I need.

Dismissal: Running and cramming galore still. I was freaking nervous because the advertisement for the proposal is still with Irish and Graccey and we still need some papers to be signed. I thought it will really be doomsday! It was already almost 5:30 and the SDAO closes at 6pm. At last, Irish texted and soon they showed up with the ad! Wooh!

Jan. 17, Thursday
-Midterm Exam in PE
-Test in Logic
-Test in REED
-Unnecessary commotion for we thought that the online quiz in OrgCom will be due today.

Although our proposals were already passed, we still need to give an invitation letter for our speaker in Nihonggo Seminar. And darn, we need signatures still.

Max went to our president and I went to the library to research these:
-Moods and Forms of Syllogism
-Cognitive Dissonance Theory for our report in OrgCom for Tuesday.
-The encyclical Ecclesia in Asia

I was not able to find the latter in OPAC so I chucked off the idea of finding it at the moment. At 4, we need to see Sir Michael again for the last signature. When we went there, there was nobody.

Anyways, we went to the Alumni Building to reserve Alumni Conference Hall B. But the reservations for March will only begin in February.

Today, Friday.

For the University break, I am still having a dilemma. Am I to attend what?
-Hosting Seminar
-LA Learns French Seminar (in 3 sessions)

Well, my classes this day are still about to begin.

Bruised

2008-01-27T01:03:00.000+10:00

I got myself bruised yesterday because of that reckless driver. He drives as if he owns the road and as if he is flying. Well, to tell him, his vehicle is not an airplane. Darn him.

It was like this:
While he was "flying", he nearly hit another vehicle in front. Newton's Third Law of Motion: Reaction, states that for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
When he instantaneously stopped, the equal reaction was for my right shoulder to hit the steelbar. And what's more? A stout girl was next beside me, making me a human sandwhich. The opposite reaction was glorious. She was taken back to her original position.

I was aching after though I never thought that I'll be bruised. It was only this morning when we had lunch that I found out that I have one as big as my thumb. If my Auntie didn't nudge me, I wouldn't know. Guess until now.

Bottomline is:
Our lives are in the hands of those people around us. In this case, the driver. If he wants to die, let him be without harming anyone. (Well of course, I don't mean this. But let me add something still...) Or, does he want to pay for our hospital expenses and be jailed all at the same time?
Nevertheless, though bruised, I'm glad that nothing went wrong. Thanks to Him. Well, we just need to be extra cautious everytime. Not to mention some other culprits out there. To name one, snatchers. Haha.

Like a Mona Lisa Smile

2007-12-20T23:24:00.000+10:00

“She is smiling. Is she happy?”
-Betty Warren in Mona Lisa Smile

I am trying to put a brave face amidst this problem that has been disturbing me for a week. Along with it, I’m struggling to surpass this alone. It is not for anything else that I am keeping it. It is in many instances that I was tempted to tell mama and close friends about this. It is hard to keep something within and still smile when situations call for it. However, I kept myself from disclosing it. If there was someone whom I tried to confide and cry this out, it was Him.

I prayed unceasingly for a solution that I see fit to solve it. My parents taught me that when you pray, do it with utmost confidence. I admit, even to Him, that it was hard for me not to feel doubtful. It is like walking in the thin air. You are buoyant but you do not see what is keeping you up.

I was not led in the way that I prayed it to be. But it doesn’t mean that I’m ruined. The way He thinks is unfathomable and I don’t have any right to question His wisdom for leading me here. I know, He is testing the little faith that I have. I am not strong. I am still learning to praise Him in spite of pain, to thank Him during trial, to trust Him when lost and to surrender while suffering. Maybe this is the reason why I tried to cry but not a drop fell.

I am smiling despite the pain, but I can say, I am happy.

Changes and or Renovations

2007-12-06T16:31:00.000+10:00

The university's having lots constructions. I have nothing to complain about that, it's just that some renovations, before it's done, we will no longer be using it.

Like the new shower rooms inside the swimming pool area. I don't think I will be able to even see those. They said there are even rooms there. How true? I'd like to know!
The whole PLS. It's getting better and better. Too bad, this is our last P.E. subject. Unless we repeat, which is an illogical solution.

The Ayuntamiento. I would love to enroll there soon!

The two proposed buildings. It's still in paper, I guess. So it will be a waste of time to cry over it.

The three halls, MAH, ERH and OSH.

And what else? Anyways, I love the new fountains at Gate 3 and in front of Museo Lasalle. I just don't know why we need all these changes and or renovations all at the same time.

N.B. This is just like thinking aloud. I even know that I am not making some sense.

SLR Frenzy

2007-11-24T16:24:00.000+10:00

Whew. I started breathing only before Photography class yesterday. And it was because of the same subject.

Two weeks ago, I already bought an SLR Manual. To fast-forward the excruciating story, I had the school technicians check it and there was a problem with its shutter speed dial. It will cost me wealth, I guess, to have it repaired. I returned it and had my money back. The following week, I was dying to find another SLR from our junior and senior friends. To fast-forward it again, I found out that most of them don’t want to sell their professional cameras instead, they want it just rented. We were also given an advice that it is better for us to rent than to buy because two weeks before the end of the term, we will be allowed to use Digital Cameras.

However, the problem with a sentimental fool like me is that I want to keep memorable stuffs. I am sure that that SLR will mean something to me afterwards. I keep quizzes. I even keep candy wrappers and dried flowers. What more an SLR?

I did not have a choice but to rent instead of buying. I can call it ‘my own’ for the whole semester, though. And I’m already fancying the camera that I have rented!

Well, there might be a reason why He didn’t let me buy aside from a test of faith. (But I really want the cam! *sobs*)

Altered

2007-11-24T16:22:00.000+10:00

I look younger than my age; that is almost always the comment of mostly elders about me. I never looked at it as a criticism. In fact, I honestly enjoyed that notion. It means that when I grow older, I will still look young. However, I am also wondering what will I look like if I’ll grow a little more.

It is funny but after I had this latest haircut of mine, one of the remark is that I have matured. Now, I’m disoriented.

I don’t know who first noticed it. But consider these:

In a text, Martha’s Aldrich told me, based from my photo albums here, I have matured.

While waiting for Logic class, Ma’am Chi (Bayot) passed. Told me my hair was nice. Then said, “Nag mature ka sa buhok mo. Di ka na mukhang nene.” Haha. What a term. I could have killed, honestly. But I love Ma’am Chi. Because of her, I am now a self-proclaimed psychologist.

In the Guidance and Counseling Office, we met Ching. She grabbed my ID and laughed. I have matured, she said. “I know”, I replied.

These are not all. I forgot the others. Am I to be happy? Well, I am really growing! Hope it also comes in the form of height!

Laugh At Windows Chat

2007-11-12T23:01:00.000+10:00

There were maddening floods. There were nonsensical messages. There was a race on who’s to send first. There were defamatory headlines. There was a teacher cursing. There were names that were deliberately made as a laughingstock. And, there was fun! It is so amusing how an NSS windows chat made us cackle so hard.

When Ms. Cajandab went out, she made us experience the windows chat (I wonder why Ms. Mayuga did not let us, nor even locked the screen when she’s discussing) and she made a bidding that we shouldn’t send continuous messages or the PC will hang up.

The cat went out and the mice were alone, the latter rejoiced. In the first round, since we were naughty, the PC hanged. In the second round, which later also hanged, the fun started. I don’t know who started the fun. But when it did, it was almost non-stop.

Some of the flooded messages were of Des’s. I guess all contributed to the nonsensical messages. In the race, I was one of the racers with Mars, Shai and still, Des. Then, the defamatory headlines. It started with…

CEZCAROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Then, as I have said, it was almost non-stop.

CEZCA, INOM TAYO!

CEZCA, NANINIGARILYO

CEZCA, NABUNTIS!

CEZCA, NANGANAK NA!

There was also one for Irish but it was long and the messages ran fast. But the CEZCA banter was so evident to be missed.

SI ANN FELICE, NAHULI NG FULIS

ANN FELICE NAGPA-ABORT!

CEZCA, WAG KANG MAGPA-ABORT!

THIRD BAKLA!

DENISE AND SOSYAL NA TUTA!

BUHOK NI VHAYA PARANG BUNOT!

KRISTEL, KUNG ANU ANU NANG HINAHAWAKAN!

KRISTEL, GUSTONG IKISS SI KENET SA LIPZ!

TEACHER, NAG ENJOY…

SHEENA ALAGAD NI MULAN (To be blamed on PC 21 who is still on the loose!)

JELLY BAGSAK SA ELEM…(stats)

SI CEZCA, BAKLA

And a lot more that I couldn’t remember at this time typing. Then Denise took over the main PC and thus there was a teacher cursing! I forgot what it was. Then there were the names as a laughing stock!

Kenet MATAE-yo

Li- Ann AMAG na

Misha SIRA na

Sheena BALIsiya

Cezca Entrada

Felicisimo DURA

The fun ended when our professor came back and locked the PC. I was then typing, “Headline bukas, ngayon ang broadcast.”

Way back, during highschool, I did not enjoy this kind of Net School Support chat. I find it too wayward then and the messages came was really fast that it was almost impossible to read. Today, I had one of my most hilarious chat ever to date!

Untimely Reunion-Of-A-Sort

2007-10-31T21:52:00.000+10:00

(I was mulling over if that is-pertaining to the title- going to be ‘untimely’ or ‘unlikely’. If I am still to battle what’s more appropriate, this will be delayed forever. )

Reunion connotes something festive because it is the time when you get to see those people you haven’t seen for ages. It might also suggest gathering of a lot of people.

Hours ago, we had this reunion-of-a-sort. So is the name because it was only Irene, Alo and I (Alexei appeared but it wasn’t long). Moreover, it is untimely because we gathered for someone’s death (still in relation to Elen’s).

Well, this isn’t supposed to be a sad essay. It was fun to see Irene and Alo again. I mean, despite the years of having not seen each other, it didn’t make us aloof or somehow conscious. We talked and talked about the present happenings in our life as if no parting ever happened. We recalled and talked about some of our high school mates, not just in Simon, and how they are doing today. If our time was not constrained, we could have gone on talking about the future or reminisce the old days. Sadly, our time was limited and we understand that not all can come. Holiday related stuff perhaps. Again, as I have said, this isn’t supposed to be a sad essay although I think I sound one.

Putting the context in Elen’s light and washing clean our names, we did not talk that much merrily in the wake of course. Well, I am glad that a lot have been showing help and concern for her.

She is strong. I can’t help but admire her for that. If I was in her foot, I might not have done the same. I might be crying all day long. But Elen, no, she was there all along looking fine and entertaining guests. I hope that goes on forever. I hope she’s not keeping it inside at the same time.

Jing Won in The SK Elections

2007-10-30T19:46:00.000+10:00

Yeah. She won as SK Kagawad in the yesterday’s election unexpectedly!

It was the first week of semestral break when papa announced that she likes to run for the elections. I did not take it too seriously although she was a former secretary of SJA’s Student Council last year- so that gives me the idea that she’s into the muddy game . Days passed and I just found myself writing on behalf of her Certificate of Candidacy-although I don’t know if this is a ground for disqualification though- and people from our barangay began swarming here too often.

Tito Nomie Singson, the incumbent Barangay Captian and Captain-elect I guess, is a member of our charismatic community, FRM, and his appointees are almost from ours. Maybe they are looking for someone willing to run from our community and it happened to be my sister. Great. Well that is how I’d like to explain it because apparently, I don’t know the real reason. Or the least, if there is a reason.

The campaign period came but it was only on the last two days that she was able to join her mates. She still has school that is why and it was my parents who did the door-to-door campaign for her. Luckily, her name is included in all the flyers, posters, and tarpaulins of their party. Lots of stories still embedded here and I can’t just recall and tell them all. I am a slob, really.

Well, it will just boil down to this: that she won with the majority of her party mates.

Yeah, congratulations to her and to everyone. May pa- liga sa basketbol will not only be their program for the next years. And may they prove that the framers of the Constitution right in seeing the role of youth in nation building. Goodluck!

Reunited With Him

2007-10-25T23:49:00.000+10:00

8:30 am of Wednesday, October 24, 2007. I woke up at the sound of my phone’s alarm. My eyes were still hurting when I clicked ‘stop’. There were several text messages and I was somehow surprised to see that Elen’s was one of those. This was her first text ever since I changed my number.

I read her text twice. I thought I was dreaming but of course, I know exactly that I am not. I don’t know if I was to laugh or be extremely surprised. Nevertheless, I continued my “feigning of sleep”.

In between 8:30 to 10:30, I contemplated whether to read it again. I was afraid that the message might be true. And, sadly, it is.

Elen’s mom passed away. More than a year ago, her father also died.

She works like a horse more than ever since her husband died. She understands the complexity of teenage life but does not permit her child to go astray. Honestly, I have a certain liking for her. She opens herself a lot and maybe that is the reason why my mother also likes her.

I was thinking what might be the reason of her death. It took me a long while to remember that during fourth year, Elen was able to tell me something about her illness that though she takes medication, she resists it to be treated by a doctor. Or so that’s how it was to me. I attempted to ask her what happened along with where her mother’s body now lays. But I was only able to receive the latter’s answer. I thought I might just be asking her this when the time is ripe.

It was such a terrible event. I cannot imagine why and why them. Two of the greatest people in the world one could ever have is now gone, dead. And will by no chance can ever come back for one to hug again. No “you can surpass this”, “things will be okay,” “it’s alright”, “move on”, “be strong” or whatever words of encouragement will do to somehow extinguish her anguish for sure. The pain, the wound that it has caused her will always stay there, fresh.

However, through prayers, through Him, everything will fall in its proper place. Rick Warren had once wrote, “When you fully comprehend that there is more to life than just here and now, and you realize that life is just a preparation of eternity, you will begin to live differently.”

How many of us can truly comprehend even though there she is already, reunited with her creator?

I'm Going to Miss Performing Arts

2007-10-11T11:39:00.000+10:00

October 3, 2007

Performing Arts is finally over and Im going to miss it.

The Tanghalan is no longer ours anymore. For how many months, 'he' was the witness of our forgotten lines, of our wrong blockings, of our cold feet and of our severe chastising from Sir Ignacio. Now, the Tanghalan will no longer see this. Yes, he will still but it will be the other batch to come.

I'm going to miss the stage.

I'm going to miss the techbooth although Im not there most of the time.

I'm going to miss the orchestra chairs in which I only knew the name yesterday.

I'm going to miss the stage plant- our ever constant props.

I'm going to miss the freaky curtain that eats the actors up.

Yes, the whole of the Tanghalan and most especially, the much closer company that the class have made. Imaginge, different groupmates every presentation and it paid-off.

Congratulations to us yesterday for a very nice A Portrait of Filipino as an Artist play although I was hit by an iron curler!

Oral Defense…Done! Plus Got Fever.

2007-10-11T11:38:00.000+10:00

September 28, 2007

I am sick and it has been years since I had one. Running under the rain and too much tasks are usually not enough to drag me into fever- although I am prone to colds. Now, yes, I have a slight fever. I feel like puking and weak but god thing my taste buds are still fine and I still have that urge to writeJ.

Definitely, the Oral Defense did not cause my fever although I thought we‘d flunk it.

Jeanne did very well, Kenneth was fine, and Fred was more than fine. When it was my turn to discuss the last chapter, I got disoriented. I have practiced to discuss the summary, conclusions and recommendations (I have not memorized it that well because I was busy days before because of our forum) but she told me not to state the first one. It was where my introduction was so I crammed how to start the conclusion. Luckily and maybe, they were formulating questions on their minds so they did not notice me peeking on my guideJ.

When it was time for the question and answer portion, boom! Our title had a problem with its generality. Then we were asked about the validity of our paper, we answered it but I don’t know how. The panelist shook her head and I very much know, we are dead.

I was in the state of slight trance during that time. The other half of my brain is listening and the other, thinking and anticipating the worst. I was almost ready, honestly, to repeat the course and I seem to have no objection about it.

However, after a few questions, she said that our last chapter was very well made because it was interrelated. And, she told the panelist that we were one of those groups who really wants to make the paper well. I just smiled.

We were supposed to go home when ma’am asked us to buy food for the panelist. We did and we did not think of poisoning her- the panelist-, just so you know. When she reached the food, she told us hat we did well and our paper was good. It was repeated when we delivered her own food after all the defense. She even told us to seek her help if ever we need it in the future. She also explained that when she gets mad, it will just remain inside the room.

Now, I am guilty for making her a shouting menace in our Art Appreciation script.

I think my medicine already took effect. I am now much better. Writing will always be my opium-but that is another storyJ.

N.B. Good luck to the next groups to defend! And I hope the problem about the rejected paper awhile ago is now okay.

Date Rape Forum…Done! Photo Shoot for Art App Finals…Finished!

2007-10-11T11:37:00.000+10:00

September 26, 2007

Here is the list again!

~~Retorika: Forum: September 26~~
Communication Arts: Oral Defense: September 28
Art Appreciation: Fairy Tale Distortion plus ~~Photo Shoot for Documentation~~: October 2 and ~~September 26~~, respectively.
Performing Arts: One- Hour Play: October 3
~~Introduction to Journalism: Formal Interview of a Journalist: October 4~~

I am tired as much as I am very happy. See? I now have 2 ½ slashes! Hurrah!

Our forum about Date Rape was held in the morning inside the room. What we had was like an experimental forum because we were the first, but at least, we can now proceed to some remaining, still time-consuming projects in lieu of our Finals. Although we rather crammed for the forum, I am happy about its result.

The group did not know about the Certificate of Recognition for the Speaker nor the Letter Invitation although we have a Programme Invitation and we started 15 minutes late, still our forum was a job well done. Cheers! Good luck to the succeeding groups and hope you learned from our mistakesJ.

After the rehearsals of the casts for Performing Arts’s The Portrait of an Artist as Filipino, we had our Photo Shoot for Art App.

I thought they are to make an AVP but it is for our documentation pala. We really had nice pictures and Spice Girls rocks! Hahaha!

So in totality, I changed clothes four times and it was funJ

I do hope I made this article clear enough for those who will read since I don’t know to what extent my continued sleep deprivation (for the sole reason of schoolwork) affected my brain, Angus.

But it is my rest night tonight! Wooh! And oh, pictures are to follow!

Interview for Introduction to Journalism...Done!

2007-10-11T11:36:00.000+10:00

September 22, 2007

The non- test form Final Exams and their scheduled date of submission or presentation:

Retorika: Forum: September 26 (is it good or bad that we are the first?)
Communication Arts: Oral Defense: September 28 (pretty near. lucky or not?)
Art Appreciation: Fairy Tale Distortion: October 2
Performing Arts: One- Hour Play: October 3
~~Introduction to Journalism: Formal Interview of a Journalist: October 4~~

See that strike? We are done with one!

September 22, 2007, 10:35am. At Makati-I-forgot-where.

Obviously, we chose to have a group interview and our interviewee was RTV29 broadcaster and DZRH commentator, Mr. Gerry Cornejo.

He was very warm and very generous in answering. He even gave us an off-the-record information (although he just gave us short notice that we had it still recorded. Anyways, if we write it somewhere else for the public to know, we won't be subjected to libel because that is a common fact among our journalists.) that is so disappointing. My subconscious mind created he as a man of mid-30s or 40s. I have never watched or heard his shows and never see his name in any Anti- Smoking advocacy. So, yes, I an wrong. Imagine, he is already 30 years in the business.

I enjoyed the interview although I think I won't be able to express how much now because of my present state. Not that I'm sick or what. It is just that I am now drowsy and still I have to think and make a lecture for our Forum. Sabi nga ni Sir Dr. Verocel, di lang ito purong- porungan lang. Kung purong- purungan lang sana to o... Ours will be about Date Rape.

I hope that we'll ace the interview so that we'll be exempted in taking the written Final Exams. So now, no matter how heavy the load is, we'll have to be in career-mode!

Bravo Broad Journ! ---huwaat?

I Was Supposed to be Her Super Hero

2007-10-11T11:35:00.001+10:00

September 22, 2007

I always hate it when she plays in the middle of the street. And, I am always afraid that she might get hit...

I was the one who closed the gate one Sunday night. I saw her playing again in the middle of the street. I tried to call her attention because adjacent from our car was a silver Vios in a halt. I know, any moment it will again proceed. And who knows? The driver might not see her.

I tried to call her attention again. I was having a dilemma. Will I go out to get her or just cross my fingers and hope that she will be spared? Besides, the street is quite wide.

I did the latter. I heard the horn of the car as I turned away from the gate. I heard a scream and I was frightened.

I saw her limping in the dark. I was imagining her to be gory and all, but no, there wasn't any blood. However, she was injured. She continued to cry in pain. I, who was stupid, tried to comfort her.

It was already bedtime. I went out to see her again. She was crying in the garden. I don't know what to do and I can't reach her. I tried to look at her not knowing that it was the last...

I was awakened by the news that she was already dead. She is just a kitten and maybe for some, not worth to mourn for. It maybe good that she died, to end all the pain she might be enduring the whole night. But, if I only tried to save her in the first place, she might not have to endure all those and she might still be alive...

Here I Am, Again

2007-08-19T23:48:00.000+10:00

Past: Blogging erratically or let the picture paint itself.

This is always my usual drama, laziness in non- academic writing (do I have a choice if it is for academic?) Now, I am TRYING, as in trying, to write- blog and or traditional journal- everyday no matter what.

No matter what. No matter what. No matter what.

At least, if I will end up being a frustrated journalist, no regrets because I tried. Although, I might end up being a psychotic by then.

Actually, I don’t know where this writing will lead me- or you. Ever since grade five, I came into a conclusion that this is what I really want to be when I grow up. It is funny, though that I just “copied” this ambition from my childhood best friend while we were enjoying this swing. When I got home, I was excited (I even hopped going home) and watched news. It was still then Noli de Castro in TV Patrol and the set was with this big half- globe. Remember?

She is now in fourth year taking up Information Technology. Now I am here, taking up the course that originally was hers.

I sound not right because I know- even before- that I might not end up there. I might end up underemployed meaning, what I fought for was not worth it after all. But something in me tells that, what was that swing scenario for? It came not by accident because there is certainly a purpose.

But what if my purpose is just to be a warning sign?

Penny- less and Tired

2007-08-17T23:52:00.001+10:00

For the past four weeks, if I am not mistaken, I saved only a nibble. I, but appropriately it is we so it is--we usually go somewhere else for practice or we eat even after school because the night is still long or we eat ravenously at lunch for the same reason. In some cases, we buy things for our own costumes or for production purposes. And oh, that reminds me that I still have to buy that stupid synthetic ball in lieu of what I- gain that is we pertaining to Mars- broke one Tuesday morning, P.E. class.

Not only am I nearly broke, countrymen, I am also darn tired of all the things that we did for the past weeks. This week to be exact is one candidate for the superlative. After a short break from a tedious work, we had a production that we only prepared for two days not to mention the tests that we had to bother one after another. It must be a blessing that classes are suspended. Now I have time to work on the back pain that I am having which started Wednesday.

Dear me, it is only our second year!

Penny- less and tired

2007-08-17T23:52:00.000+10:00

On The Brink Of Womanhood

2007-08-09T16:09:00.000+10:00

There was a light and the surrounding was dim. There was a woman in dire pain. There were a lot of people surrounding the woman, I was there too. It was cacophonous. The commotion was all about us.

It happened at 12:58 pm exactly 18 years ago in a particular delivery room of Makati Medical Center. I am not really sure about that. I was not able to see then and not even a nibble remains in my head. I do not know anything yet.

* * *

According to Oxford Advanced Learner’s Dictionary, first definition, womanhood is defined as the state of being a woman rather than a girl.

Yes, I’m on the brink of womanhood. Definitely, I am not a girl anymore; however, I do not consider myself as a woman- and all he x- chromosomed humans of my age. I’m in he middle of those two in which the name is I don’t know.

Rather than squeeze my brain or scan dictionaries just to find out what is it called or argue that I am already a woman, here are my pros and cons of being 18- not a girl, not ye a woman. (I don’t mean the Britney song. I don’t simply like her.)

As 18, I am now of legal age as defined by the 1987 Philippine Constitution. I am not too young anymore and I am now “open to all explorations”, in short, res communes- Jessie hangover. More so, I can now be married anytime, anywhere aside from other legal and social freedom (and obligations).

Nevertheless, it was fun being a kid and all. It was fun running while you perspire and still smell like powder. It was fun to eat ice cream like monster and still people will find it cute. I am now also near to that “real world” and it is no fun. It will be sooner that I will be able to experience the complexities in life and those struggles with matching tears like when adults recall it. And the more reason I am kind of fearing this is that, growth stops at 18. This is more of height and if you know me, you know how I’m faring with that. Terrible.

* * *

No usual 18th Birthday party. Yes.

When Grace had hers, I was rather decided to have one too. First, you will have no less than 18 gifts. Second, you will get to see whom you miss.

Story. I can still remember how happy Soya was when she told me that all the varsity- she was one of them- basketball and volleyball players of our batch will come over her debut. Fast forward, when the debut party came, I did not see them. I realized that not everyone could come. Not everyone loves formal parties. Worse, is the bad feeling of not seeing them and the question of why? Although, mama wanted me to have that, even just a simple one. She argued that it happens only once in a woman’s life. However, at the end of the day it is still my decision. I find that kind of party impractical. She agreed.

The solution: I once confided to Mars about what I want in lieu of a party. It was A and B. I chose A and they approved but at the end my parents bought me the B (with me, of course). It was an advanced gift. I had that since last May 5. I am very happy about that and really satisfied but I am having a bargain that after the house renovation that is running right now, they grant me the B. If you would just know what it is, you will agree that it is not a brat thing; even the A is not a brat thing too although, both really costs.

* * *

Who said that when you don’t have a party, you won’t have 18 thingies? I have mine too!

18 Thank Yous

The Divine Providence for giving me this flawed but wonderful life.
Parents and Siblings. For loving me, per se.
Relatives. For helping my parents in bringing me up.
Elementary friends. For a good social foundation.
High school tropa, friends and classmates (St.s Paul of the Cross, Thomas Aquinas, John the Baptist, Simon). You know who you are. Thank you for such a wonderful memory. I cried last Friday when I heard “I Will Be Here”. I miss you all…so much!
College tropa, blockmates, classmates, and campus friends. See you inside school! Hope to get to know you all more. Animo!
Friends and Acquaintances outside school (K2K Yg, JBC). Thank you for the sharing and stories.
Past mentors. I miss you all! And thank you because I never had a hard time with you all. Thanks for the imparted knowledge.
Present mentors. I want 4.00 GPA. Teach me well, I’m paying. Hehehe, just kidding!
Chubby and the rest of the gang. Thank you for being a de-stressor. Meow!
Detractors. (nag iimbento na naman ako!) Keep of the grass! Anyways, the truth will always prevail!
The authors of the books that I have read. You constitute a considerable amount of my knowledge.
My dictionaries and thesaurus. They build up my vocabulary! I am not kidding!
The institutions who built and who is building me (Blesses Mother Mary’s Learning Center (pre-school), Bloomfield Academy (graders), St. Joseph’s Academy (highschool), De La Salle University- Dasmariñas (presently). I learned and am learning so much. Continue to be a heritage!
All the angels and saints. I think I have mentioned all.
The Roman Catholic Church. Just to fill us the 18.
All the Filipino Citizens.
Angus. Yes, my brain. You fill in the last.
That was general because I don’t want to miss a name.

18 Wishes

World Peace, thank you and Philippine peace and stability.
My letter B!
To be able to speak fluently in French
…to visit China where my mother’s root ancestors are or were, I don’t know, as well as Amanpulo, France, Japan, Italy and Greece.
…have all my wanted books be bought and have m own library of literary works.
…meet Korina Sanchez, handa na ba ako?
…make a difference in our goddam society. Seriously.
…pursue Master of Arts after graduation and continue Law or Doctoral degree.
…reach 5’4” height.
…build better relationship especially among my blockmates.
Laptop and $100,000 shopping spree! Wooh!
…that my siblings won’t be triggered by asthma again. I hate it when my cats are subjected to leave. Good thing they are still here, though.
…be in dean’s list. Honestly.
…a DJ of La Salle Radio as a training. Hope it admits soon. Irish!!!
…to say incantations and perform magic!
…write a best- selling- err- essay. Lolz, since I don’t have the flair of a storyteller.
…be a broadcaster!
I wish that all my wishes will come true.
* * *

Wait! There is still more!

Pictures to be posted…soon.

Disclaimer: I won’t be able to treat all. Sorry! Peace!

* * *

For Writing's Sake

2007-07-13T23:35:00.000+10:00

Article Date: July 4

For the past few days I've been writing notes, assignments, reaction papers, comments, answers to tests, computer stuff etc. but nothing really for blog. I don't know if I am just that busy to think of something to write (although I have nothing to say much) or well.. I really don't know.

If Sir Jessie will not stop from being so drop- dead handsome (according to Justin, he's an astringent model), I can do nothing but to force myself to shift to Political Science. That is, for eternal bliss.

If LSC prolonged their issuance of the list of those who passed the screening, I'll always have an uneasy time passing by the JFH Hall.

If Dr. Verocel won't stop pointing his pencil at me, I will surely die. He's got that extremely sharp pencil done in a mechanical sharpener.

Seriously, I just miss writing blog.

Cutting Classes plus Loads

2007-07-13T23:31:00.000+10:00

Cutting Classes. No, I am not patronizing or endorsing it and it was not as grave as you might think. The story goes like this...

After we had our respective Practical Prelim Exams in P.E., hot- headed Mars asked me if I wanted to "do the move". Although we still have one hour to go, I went with her. Went past Sir as if he was not existing, haha. So, when we were already inside the PLS C.R., we soaked our hair wet, we shampooed it- Mars actually bought a sachet at PLS canteen- we had sponge bath and fixed our faces. That's all. Vanity thing. No big deal, right?

Although when we reached JFH, anakpawis padin ang drama namin.

Loads. We seem to be very busy this last week. At least, the one for Retorika is done (speaking of the subject, the damn book is expensive for Php 475. It looks like it's just Php 200+. It's even expensive than a bestseller novel. If that is like our Psychology book, I wouldn't mind if it was Php 700+.)

For Journ, our agony is prolonged. Just our luck. I was actually nervous but ready to report and now frustrated. If I would be as hard as stone not to change my news but still say it is the latest, I'll ax the subject. But I hope not because I do not consider to change it.

For Performing Arts, good luck to all loud but empty people- that is actually us, including me. How PATETIC (without an H). One of my role is actually to mimick and ridicule a girl and then laugh at it. The problem is, the line is really not that funny. I cannot actually laugh without something to laugh on. You know me. I can only fall into hysterics when there is something really funny. I also have to laugh like a phony because the setting is a sophisticated party.

Moreover, exams. I can still remember that just an hour ago, I was still fresh from vacation. Funny, really, the time. Well, I just have to bid you all goodluck! I'll be miles away from blogging since then again.

Happy New Year!

2007-06-16T23:53:00.000+10:00

*drums rolling*

*firecrackers cracking*

Boom! Boom! Happy New Academic Year!

*Hugs and Kisses*

Okay, fun is over. You may now take a seat and listen to our new professors. Here they come!

Prof. # 1… bingo! Is he a he or a she? A she or a he? Our Art Appreciation (Humanities) professor/a, Mr./Ms. Jovito Santos Jr.! Well, I am not making fun of his/her sexual preference (am I not?) because I bow before this professor. Never will we have a dull moment in class. At the same time, we won’t sacrifice the quality of his/her teaching.

Next on the line in our Certificate of Registration is prof. #2… bingo! Our Performing Arts professor, well, honestly, I am not sure if she is Ms. Rosanni Recreo- Sarile, the chair of Communication Arts Department and Museong La Salle. She looks very corporate and I guess she really shouts so better not err. I cannot help but feel nervous about our upcoming stints with her although I think that she is good and her credential is really something. What I just simply do not like is that- utang na loob (what is that in English?)- it’s just our first meeting but she already gave us loads of assignments and research. On the bright side (no, I am not the girlfriend of a Sex God), we have Tanghalang Julian Felipe as our laboratory! I never knew that before.

Next, prof. # 3...bingo! is our Intro to Journalism professor and the adviser of COM1&2 students, Ms. Cachuela. Uhm, actually, she uses some words that although I am familiar with, I don’t exactly know the meaning. Silly me. I guess I need to bring a dictionary every COMM145 class. No, just kiddingJ.

Our Computer Application prof, Ms. Emelyn Dave- Mayuga is sure is fun. I actually love her sweet banters. However, she threatened that she will cut my hands because she saw it moving the mouse on top of the monitor (and it actually fell afterwards). Nevertheless, it is fun to navigate using keyboard techniquesJ.

Ms. Puzon, prof. #5…bingo! Yes, our Intro to DLSU- D and Career Pathing professor and now for Com Arts and Skills 2 (Research; much like, according to Grace, our FILI123) I have been telling Mars that I bow on how sharp her memory is. We only met her twice a sem for our Intro subjects but every time we greet her inside the campus, she recognizes us. “Oh, my Intro students!”

Dr. Marcial R. Verocel next for our Retorika. According to Desiree, he is “Missing in Progress.” I also think so.

Next is P.E., Individual and Dual Games. We are yet to meet him next Tuesday.

Next ball, chair of Religious Education Department and our Morality professor, Henry L. Bernardo, EdD (I just saw this in our syllabus. EdD means Doctor of Education?) Well, we heard from sir JC last sem that this is going to be fun!

Last but definitely not the least (esp. in terms of looks), Mr. Jessie Atienza, our Philippine Government and New Constitution, or simply Consti, professor. Whew! I am glad that we are free from Sir Ballesteros who happens to teach the subject’s prerequisite!

Well, almost all of them are saying that to have a COM class means that the students are maaarte. Go, if that is what they want to think:P.

In terms of the sched., we are much more blessed now than our previous MWF: 7-5, TTH: 7- 2:30 sched. At least for me because definitely our M: 9-3, T: 7:30-4, W: 7- 6 (can be extended up to 8 or higher), TH: 10- 4 and F: 7-3 sched does not require us to wake up too early everyday although we have a worse Wednesday break.

In terms of irregular classmates, I love to have those Koreans. We’re actually befriending Ashley and Lam (she doesn’t have an English name), both from our Computer class.

Well, that’s it- my assessment as of yesterday. Have a blessed academic year everyone! We must be really good this time because at the end of the year, we’ll have a qualifying exam. Pray that we all pass!

Horoscope from Mars

2007-06-09T16:13:00.000+10:00

This is not a horoscope. Honestly, this is a HORRORSCOPE! But I love horoscopes, yes, but not horrorscopes! Hehehe, peace!

This is the ZODIAC HOROSCOPE for you Once you have read this, there's no turning back. Below are the original descriptions of the 12 zodiac signs, with traits from a book written 35 years ago by an astrologic predictor. Read your sign, then forward/repost it on, with your zodiac sign and label on the subject line. This is the real deal, try ignoring it, and the first thing you'll notice is having a horrible day starting tomorrow morning - and it only gets worse from there.

SCORPIO - The AddictEXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves to joke. Very good sense of humour. Energetic. Predict future. GREAT kisser. Always get what they want. Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Caring. 4 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

VIRGO - The One that WaitsDominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always wants the last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please. The one and only. 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

LIBRA - The Lame OneNice to everyone they meet. Their love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! However not the kind of person you wanna mess with ... you might end up crying... 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

ARIES - The Liar Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny. Excellent kisser EXTREMELY adorable. Loves relationships, Addictive. Loud. 16 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

AQUARIUS - Does It In The WaterTrustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind. (Loves being in long-term relationships. Extremely energetic. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Not a Fighter, but will knock your lights out.2 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

GEMINI - IrresistibleNice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners. Very good in the you know where... Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Trustworthy. Always happy. Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE. 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

LEO - The Lion Great talker (this means loquacious? as in talkative? am I?). Attractive (depending on the one who looks :()and passionate (I hope so). Laid back (where?). Knows how to have fun (yes, because girls just wanna have fun!). Is really good at almost anything (I'll do anything just to be this one!). Great kisser (no kidding?). Unpredictable (girls are fickle minded although I'm half guy). Outgoing (more likely, loves going out!). Down to earth (or doomed to death?). Addictive (yes, I'm a 'K' addict). Attractive (you're so kulit! sige ka, sabihin kong oo. hehehe). Loud (I'm laughing out loud!). Loves being in long relationships (nope. I'm single forever!). Talkative (so I am talkative:(). Not one to mess with (or else...). Rare to find (I think I'm the only Ma. Veronica Sheena Valencia de Gonzales y Tan de Prieto. haha!). Good when found (I hope not to be found six feet under the ground). 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward. (no kidding? You said I'm NOT to be messed with)

CANCER - The CutieMOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high appeal. Love is one of a kind. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet! Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous. Great telling stories. Not a fighter, but will knock your lights out if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to. 12 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

PISCES - The Partner for LifeCaring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. High appeal. Has the last word. Good to find, hard to keep. Fun to be around. Extremely weird but in a good way. Good Sense of Humor!!! Thoughtful. Always gets what he or she wants. Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. 5 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

CAPRICORN - The Passionate LoverLove to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Predict future. Irresistible. Loves being in long relationships. Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves to own Gemini's in sports. Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Smart. 24 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

TAURUS - The Tramp Aggressive. Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight for what they want. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. One of a kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive people on earth!15 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

SAGITTARIUS - The Promiscuous OneSpontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone They meet. Their love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in the you know where..!!! Not the kind of person you wanna mess with- you might end up crying. 4 years of bad luck if you do not forward.

My Diet-err-y Regimen

2007-05-23T16:10:00.000+10:00

I feign sleeping from not exactly 8:30- 10: 30 then, I can sleep again depending on my mood. But, more often than not, because of the energy that that two hours is giving me, I'm alive and kicking after 10:30. Then, I'll have my brunch- breakfast and lunch- at 11 or I'll join them eat lunch at 12. Or, if fate is really too mean and humongously hates me, I'll eat separate breakfast and lunch. Grr.

Although I am waking up early, I can't have my siesta. It will just make me stupid. Got that right? So, during siesta hours, we watch DVD/VCD, or do dance aerobics, or I read books, or make sound tripping, or play with my domesticated cats, or play Lemonade Tycoon, or, do nothing. Then after the wee hours, we'll eat merienda. After that is tarrying for nothing and at 5pm I'll water the garden and at 7pm we eat dinner then watch Tv all night long. Then when we starve, we starve not to death because we hunt like mice in the kitchen or wait at midnights if mama will bring us food. Then my day will end after watching the late night newscast of Bandila and that is quite late.

According to the Clinical Psychologist who substituted for our Psychology class last 1st year 1st semester, it is a fallacy that when we sleep late, we get thin. Our body send signals to our stomach, if I'm not mistaken, to secrete food juices so that we can carry the night on. Not to expatiate, we get stout from sleeping late. The best time to sleep is at 9pm because there are some physiological activities that our body is doing. If we skip it, of course, if vitamin secretion is that physiological activity, we won't get it. But nevertheless, I have a stable biological clock.

Those are two factors: sleep and eating- fine, eating disorder.

However, since I go gaga over gaining back my original weight- and burning the excess adipose tissues on my tummy- we - that is, my sister and I- dance Jane Fonda's workout and aerobics or walk every night after dinner. I also have a trimming belt fastened on my tummy. Haha. As if that will expedite everything! And I am trying- that is, trying to death- to lessen my meals, not to eat chocolates or ice cream especially at night. What else? And... ohh! I'm severely chastising my mom for buying coke almost everyday when we can have juice or simply water! And I'm also cursing her for bringing lots of food sometimes when she gets home although asking why whenever she gets home with nothing.

Well, that's two sides of my fate. I just can't understand why they tell me that I getting stout looks better than my previous body but then adds "Oh your cheeks!" It's like siopao according to the fag- hehe, no offense meant (although the word itself is offensive) and I'm not offended either, I'm just making details. You know..- but it's cute according to some others. I just don't know what is the truth behind the lies or if there is such things as true here. Or, they just say that just to make me feel better. Okay, I'm better without lies.

Hay, calling all Buddahs! Can I wish that my previous uniform will fit me and that my new ones will not be like a maternity dress? Can you shower me with dollars so that I can afford that Southbeach Diet? Or can you make my trimming belt trim like magic? Do I need belly dancing lessons? Hello! Promise, I'll be a buddhist and buy a buddha if you can make magic galores. (That's all jokes). Deal?

The Holy Week

2007-04-13T02:41:00.000+10:00

This is not the exact account of what had happened in our Holy week celebration in Naga. Like others, it bores me to read really really long anecdotes on the internet. And as you have noticed, this is a late post. It was twice that I have decided not to write anything about it because of laziness but I need to summon energy for me to start this one. Besides, I’m practicing my chuva ek ek writing skills. Sorry if you happen to be a victim of my practicing, anyways it’s free of charge.

As well as my post, our by land vacation was also long overdue. If I’m not mistaken, we were supposed to go there last 2004 but because of some considerable reasons, it was not pursued. In the same line, if my sister and I pursued our vacation in General Santos via air flight definitely, it will be cancelled again.

April 1, the date of departure. But it was moved on April 4 because my sister can’t absent herself from their COCC practice. Pero sa kinahabahaba man ng prusisyon, sa Naga parin ang tuloy.

We stayed in the second floor landing our Aunt’s farm. Their house was like an inverted Pinoy Big Brother House- blue is the dominant color. On the left upon entering the gate was a playground with a large lawn and miniature Snow white and the Seven Dwarfs statue. On the extreme left was a life-size aviary of African Love Birds and Budgies. Near the large cage was a balustrade. Under it was a variety of orchids. A few steps away, there’s a bleachers filled with Euphorbias. A few steps backwards was a small house of which I don’t know what for. It’s like a pump house because it can’t be a maid’s quarter. It’s not properly ventilated- as I see it outside.

On the narrower right, upon entering the gate was a watchdog- I don’t mean the Media- and a few walks away, under the big Calamansi tree was a garden set made of tires. After it was a grotto with an artificial pond but no water was in. the rest was all plants. Everything in the garden was rosy although what we saw was an aftermath of the Super Typhoon Reming.

Then we reach the three storied (the uppermost floor is a roof deck) PBB House- but the parameters of the house is just small. Continuing the right side were two side by side Nipa Hut. Then in the middle were some farm animals sometimes on the loose, four caged dogs- two Dalmatians, two mixed breed of I don’t know and a piggery- in fairness the pigs are clean although they smell a bit. Then before the gate was an undeveloped area.

After the gate was a stone bridge with a semi dry river. It’s their second lot. It has a dried body of water with dead clams and some banana plants. It’s also undeveloped but it’s walled unlike their third.

In Naga was my first time to eat cooked Sting Ray- isn’t it illegal? As far as I know it is although I’m not sure if it is endangered. And besides, their whip like tail stings- but I didn’t ate that much because they made it chili. It was also my first time to TRY to eat kuhol with emphasis on the try because I don’t have that great sucking power. There was also their so called toasted siopao, yes not steamed and their pancit bato, no not stone. And I’ve seen fresh Pili although I didn’t try it. Sayang.

Since it was Holy week, we did our tradition to have Bisita Iglesia. We went to Naga’s churches, basilica and cathedral but I forgot their names. We even saw the Our Lady of Peñafrancia and paid homage to the mother. I actually have pictures but it will take me gazillion years to upload it. Now, you can do a little guessing game there. Unfortunately, we weren’t able to attend any mass even if we would love to. The masses are said in their own dialect. And we abstained from eating meat, all fish except on Sunday. It should have been a feast for my cats.L

Since it is nonsense to attend mass that we don’t even understand- now I know the feeling of people long ago hearing mass in Latin with the priest facing about. Glad we have Vatican II- we made an overnight swimming in the beach resort owned by my aunt’s acquaintance in Pasacao, Camarines Sur. The beach is biologically alive because of the live clams, the jellyfish that we saw on the other side, the crab that my sister mistaken as a stone and during low tide at night while walking on the shore, there were live small fishes. Although I was somewhat a nature’s pest because while scorching my skin on the shore, I’m picking up smooth stones, fossilized stones, colored stones, clam and scallop shells from phylum Mollusca class Bivalvia, shells of snails, same phylum class Gastropoda and I’m not sure if the other two were cone shells- the one that looks like long decorated fingers and periwinkles- those common inverted cone shaped shells.

The water in the beach is so cool even under the heat of the sun although sun blocks react with salt water that prickles my face- or is that the reason? Early in the morning while the tide is still low, even after more than a meter I can still see my feet under. And you can go boat riding. Left and right, you can see mountains. It’s such a wonderful place.

Now, what platforms do our political candidates have to help conserve and preserve our environment as a whole? What concrete and surely effective actions do they intend to perform to save the natural beauty? Mamatay na ang mga sinungaling! Tamaan na ng kidlat ang mga manlolokong garapal! Hayy, everyone will have an aneurism- if you want it aortic- if we even dare to go deeper in politics. Breathe air…breathe.

It’s not like summer in Naga. The water dripping even from the faucet is cold. The air especially at night is bitterly cold. And he air even during midday is still cold. It is very costly now that we turn our air-condition units every night even in the afternoon. My brother doesn’t want it in my room because it’s not enough- or is it just too hot? Even eating ice cream is nonsense. It’s just your mouth and your face and your hands that will feel cold.

Candidates how about to amend the PPA? Or whatsit?

It was fun fun having visited Naga. There were also some revelations that I did learn during the vacation.
S We have a Sanchez relative! Ask why? Haha. It’s a YG thingJ.
S My auntie Lily- no, not the one in Naga- is going back to her home in Merville, Parañaque. If I’d visit there again, I’ll hunt Bru’s ancestral house. Only, I forgot the street.
S And I never did know that my cousin Beijing is of my age. I thought she’s in age with my younger sis. I remember the day when she went swimming in our house- I mean an inflatable swimming pool, hehehe, we’re not that rich! UNLESS, like that one that I just happen to meet again after four years flaunted all that were lies! Anyways, God bless her and God bless you all too.

P.S. Don’t be like her. Being a pathologic liar is sure is tough and karma comes back so fast.

Round Trip

2007-04-03T16:01:00.000+10:00

4:45pm. I left Las Piñas for Grace’s 18th Birthday Celebration at Town and Country Southville, Biñan, Laguna.

6:00pm. Estimated time of arrival.

But what luck I do have! It was almost 6:00pm and I’m still in Alabang. Mars already texted me as to where in the hell I am but I can’t reply. Supposedly, I should have my load at that time but there wasn’t any available load in the convenience store I beforehand approached. However, before leaving Alabang Metropolis, I must have a load, I concluded.

I’m nearing Alabang Metropolis. Unfortunate as I already was, the jeep got stuck up. I know I’m near the mall, I can almost see it but I can’t just walk! I don’t know Muntinlupa that well by commuting and I don’t know if the sidewalk I’m seeing will lead me there. Nevertheless, following the other passengers, I left. Without asking which or which, I got into another jeep.

Signboard: Muntinlupa

I can almost feel my blood rushing up. Not Alabang Metropolis? So I asked the driver as to what heck I am in. Fortunately, he offered me help and told me where to stop. I need to climb the overpass just to get there. So I did. I set aside the load problem first upon reaching the other end and asked the police downstairs as to where the lanes are going to Biñan.

No terminal? I thought Mars, in her text, told me to find the lane inside the Metropolis grounds going to Biñan. But I followed what the police had said, to climb the overpass again and look for the right jeep.

I can feel the heat inside me- literally and figuratively. First, when I reached the darn other side, I asked a lady where to find a jeep going to Biñan. Seeing no luck, I approached another. There wasn’t any terminal going there. Dead.

I wanted to cry. I kept still for about a second and contemplated about my sick unfortunate damn situation. I should rather go home and eat festively with or without a party. But he added something and told me that on the other side is a terminal.

I tried it. I was wearing a pink blouse with an illusion that it has polo under because of the white collar and excess fabric on the sleeves and below. On the right side of the blouse is a silver embellishment with the brand name with silver sequins and beads. I wore it under a dark pair of skinny jeans and a wedge black sandals. I have with me a pink native bag I bought during our last year’s field trip in Baguio. My hair- I don’t know what it’s called- was done with only ¼ of it clipped in the middle and slightly blown up. I put some make up and wore a pair of dangling pink pearl earrings I had bought in a vanity fair.

I don’t look normal, at least with the people around me wearing everyday clothes. I’ve got two things in mind at the moment: that I pursue going home or get myself to be a victim of robbery. Along the way, I saw a police and asked the same thing I asked from all the people I approached since I landed the Metropolis. He told me the same thing the last guy told me. Before I got a little farther, I saw and empty jeep with a Biñan sign and three more. I got confused but nevertheless, I seated myself next to the driver. I asked him to drop me after the tollgate. I can almost sleep with tranquility. I thought my drama will be I came, I saw, I conquer!

Engk! Wrong!

It was more than an hour. Of course, silly me if I’d sleep. Definitely, I got my eyes dilated in search of that humongous tollgate Mars had been describing in the text. It was thrice that I thought I’m nearing it. Hopeless. Damn hopeless. Wrong again. We swerved left to a two lane street. I’m becoming nervous again as I prayed. I know that kind of feeling is not something good. I know how my instinct works. So I asked the driver if we are nearing the tollgate. Then I added, upon seeing his confusion, the Pizzahut and Jollibee billboard with the terminal below it that I described from the start.

After several vague answers, I concluded: No, there wasn’t any tollgate coming according to him and according to my judgment seeing the place. And another, that he doesn’t know what a tollgate is. However, I accuse that he fooled me since he seems to be decent- okay, the means does not justify the end. And it’s more like he’s not so much acquainted with the landmarks and so is the tollgate.

I got out in a place who the hell knows? He, during my inquisition, told me that there is a terminal there going to Southville. Before I went there, I saw 7 Eleven and bought a load. I texted Mars right away and told her that I think I’m lost. I was heading to the tricycle terminal the jeepney driver told me when I felt like crying again. Where in the world was I? What went wrong? I wanted to scream and shake every people to demand where I was. I wanted to run home because it’s my only refuge. I wanted to. But I’ve gone this far and now wasn’t the time to accept defeat. I maintained my composure. Mars haven’t replied yet, I thought. No vibration coming from my bag.

I approached a man with a child in his trike and asked him if the terminal we’re seeing is going to Southville. No, there’s no Southville terminal there but there is Southvale. Double dead. But, I didn’t blame the jeepney driver. I was half- expecting it. I’ve been in Southville twice and the place I was now is surely not what I’m looking for. But he told me that he can bring me there for fifty pesos. I- even though he looks harmless (here I go again)- got scared. He added that it’s far that’s why. How far? I don’t know. I declined and retreated and approached a nearby bakery. I’ve got a reply. I deduced that, even with the landmarks and the name of the barangay that I’ve been telling, she doesn’t know where I was too. Then I’ve got a call from an anonymous number. It was Mars. In the middle of our conversation, the man who offered a fifty peso ride interrupted. He told me to ride Carmona Bayan, stop at Andoks and there I’ll see the trikes that I have been looking. Then, I was already talking to Tita Violy- Grace’s mom. I consulted the new algorithm.

I asked the seller as to where I can find a jeep going to Carmona Bayan. She gladly pointed the way. When I got out, I was looking for the trike driver to thank him. But he was gone. In my mind, while walking along the dark street, played that the man was an angel. I smiled.

I saw the terminal. I was suddenly driven back to life. I consulted a barter and he escorted me towards the jeep. Then I asked the driver how much I am going to pay. Feeling that he sensed my state of being naïve, I wished that he will tell me where to stop. Along the dark way, I was uncomfortable looking for any trace of Andoks. At the same time, I prayed and once again entrusted my faith to Him.

Hands clasped together. Petron. I know this place already! I saw a yellow light not far from us: Andoks. I’m here, I said plus the driver told me so. There I saw the trike I’m dying to find. I got ecstatic and excited at the same time. I’m already there, alive and well, still kicking although foundation already dissolved.

Mars saw me coming and embraced me then we ate. I was somehow shocked that so many of them knew that I got lost. But we just made fun of it anyway. I joked that supposedly, I’ll arrive at 6pm but there I was, 8:30. Grace requested me to finish her dance number before I depart. And I did. After that was a Movie Maker Presentation and I got thrilled. So I also finished it plus the family’s speech. It was almost 11:30. I asked Mars to help me get a trike. She realized that at that time, trikes are super rare and asked me to stay overnight. Well, that is solution no. 1. Unfortunately, I can’t. It’s a house rule. Solution no. 2 was to call my parents to fetch me. However and unfortunately as I am in the course of the day, they are in San Agustin Church in Intramuros, Manila to attend a wedding and they won’t be home at that time. Another sensible thing, they don’t know the village.

Luckily, to balance the turmoil, Cess my former schoolmate and her dad were already going home. So they can drop me at Petron and there I am to find a jeep. Signboard: Alabang Metropolis.

I was stuck there for about five seconds. I’m beginning to get jelly. I hesitated then prayed. Then a jeep came up, an excessively long one. Twice as long with bright red new looking cover.

It was so chilly traveling SLEX that late. It could have been a lot fun if I am with my family going somewhere for a vacation. It could have been better if I wasn’t so nervous as to what the ending of this story might be. Although it was weird but funny that along the trip, I was thinking on how to blog this nerve- racking adventure I am having.

Filinvest: The Corporate City. I’m near at last but the sight of the corporate city like a ghost town scared me on the contrary. I was gripping tight whatever I am holding. After the Corporate Ave., I told myself that I can go out. However, I was still scared. It was dark and I can’t stand to wait there. Someone might salvage me, I thought. Pushing forward, I saw the busy Alabang. I can suddenly breathe at last. At the Metropolis, I almost practically run and went directly to the jeepney terminal. Last ride. I got even more relaxed when my dad replied and asked me to take care.

I welcomed Las Piñas with my nervousness completely subsided. Even though it was dark entering BF, I was already confident, very much. J

It was a super adventure considering that I’m alone. But it was fun testing how far I can go. My mom told me once that when you know how to ask, you won’t be lost. I’m vindicating it as true. Another thing, putting a brave face even if you’re really scared helps a lot. It’s like being optimistic anyways, no one can tell the difference except you. It was also heartening that there’s still a great deal number of Filipinos who are helpful and not taking advantage of situations. With my questions and facial expressions, one can easily deduce that I’m a lost bird. Lastly, I realized that God is always present in our midst. If you will entrust all you faith to Him, nothing will happen. He can even choose to add something tragic in my situation like adding insult to injury. But I made it through safely with His great help.

At the same time, those people who served as my guide were His instruments to help me. I hope that He too will work on me.

I’m so much glad that I was still able to put this into writing. Haha. Just my luck!

COM or JOU?

2007-03-02T10:23:00.000+10:00

Continue AB Communication or shift to AB Broadcast Journalism? It has been my dilemma since Saturday when we had our Career Pathing.
When someone from our class asked - and I forgot who she is- "What specialization should we get if we want to be a reporter?" and the answer was like, "If you want to be a field reporter, then the course you should be getting is BroadJourn. Nevertheless, (implying if you still want to be in Com), you should specialize in Media Productions."
Whew! First, what I really want in life is to be a broadcast journalist. As I've said, I'm not a splendid speaker nor a writer but it CAN be learned. Although I'm not limiting myself to that work alone, though competitions are like price hike, still, that was my long dream. And, I'm here now, taking up this road because I thought that this is right.
Second, in the specializations offered by Com, I'm more inclined to Public Relations, not Media Productions. So, if that is so, then what?
But am I to leave?
More than half of me- can't decipher if it's the brain or my heart- tells me that I should continue what I've started. But that will make me loose few inches from my dream. And the path where I can follow my dream leads to a way, loosing my friends.
There are still a lot of points to consider that I'm afraid, I won't be able to write here. I heard Paul is leaving too, and I also heard (well, I'm not eavesdropping. The conversation was loud and, since I've been thinking, why not listen.) that students from Jou wants to transfer to Com. That made me worry less. But still, it is there.
Heeeeeeeeeeeelp!

Fear Conquered

2007-03-02T10:22:00.000+10:00

I was ecstatic, euphoric, happy, floating, heavenly, flying, rapturous, elated, rhapsodic, jubilant, overjoyed, thrilled and all the words synonymous to it. Name it! I felt that all, having conquered my fear.
I envied those classmate of mine last week for having crossed crosswise the deepest part of the pool. Beforehand, I made it firm that I will never cross that pool if Ms. Davin demands and even though she'll get mad. Aftermath, that's it. I saw some amateur classmate in swimming like me take their guts and crossed it and I not looking at them for the fear that they might drown. They can't believe what they've done but they did it and nobody fought for life.
I was sulking for myself but happy for others, at least. Saddened by my consternation and coward self, I promised that next meeting, I'll do it.
* * *
My heart was thumping and I don't know if I can really do it. Grace had called my attention several times for me to go down and cross the pool. I asked our handsome substitute professor to look after me.
Me: Sir, tignan nio ko ha...
Sir: Sige, titignan lang kita ha...
Sir: O eto ha (pertaining to the orange thingy with black strap for saving), pag tumama ito sa ulo mo, yun na yun...
Was it really high time for the joke? I am talking about death and life, drowned or not, 0 or 100. But somehow, I felt relieved by that. I gained more confidence when I knew that Des knows how to swim and was willing to save me if something happened. Then, I breathed hard and kicked hard the wall.
The cold feet was gone when I started to do my arm and leg work. Underwater, I started to smile and I felt so light. When I reached the other end, I shouted out loud. Not bothering if someone might get mad because it's not really misdemeanor.
How I wish to take all the guts from now on if it means making me stronger. And I just realized, it's not bad to take a risk even if it means drowning.

Free Days

2007-01-24T14:49:00.000+10:00

Last week, from 17- 19, we had this so called Lasallian Days.

It wasn't actually a super free days since we were obliged to attend some classes and some alternatives. But in general, it is a free day and overdue wash days.

Here's a recapitulation of the things that we did. Plus, plus, awards.

First Day: One best word to summarize it, boring. Maybe because we didn't join activities but still, it was what it was. After 8am, we had our lunch. Funny because it was so early to be called lunch. And after that, tumambay lang kami sa dorm nila Shiela at Vea.

Second Day: Still, we didn't attend activities but before the day ended, we had this practice for tomorrow's presentation for the College Day. Some of the girls practiced a dance in which I don't know the title. It was supposed to be seductive- so I'm out of it. For the participation of the whole class, we had this Highschool Musical style of our very own Blue Jeans.

On the course of the practice, there was even a misunderstanding and some petty sort of a quarrel between toot and toot. But before we ended the dance session, everything went back to normal as if nothing happened. And to say, the practice was super fun.

On the afternoon of this same day, Dez and Shaira were making prank jokes to boys who will pass by near SBC. First Practical Joke: Samahan si Kuya at kaibiganin. Note: Dapat di naka earphones o nag cecellphone. 2nd Practical Joke: Paringgan si kuya na kunwari patay na patay to death ka sa kanya sabay si Shai, yung isa ang type. 3rd Practical Joke: Turuan si Kuya magswimming, di sa pool kundi now na na walang water. One of their benefactor for the free actual swimming lesson was Ma'am Allada. She even said, "May ginagaya ba kayong prof?" But all the way, we were just laughing (with matching tears of joy) that it was even obvious for some that we were playing jokes on them.

Third Day: At 9am we were at PLS for the CLA College Day. Some of the freshmen presentation was not as a class in which we know it should be. When it was our turn, we was just so nervous that we didn't know why given that it is a class presentation. While we danced Blue Jeans in front of the audience, we made numerous mistakes that I even hear some of my classmates chastising our own. But when we made our exit, we had this score of 5 5 4, five being the highest. After the Faculty Idol and Student Idol, we were declared winner and we had loads of Samba as a price and a free lunch due next week. Plus, free college pins.

Next at 2pm was the Mardi Gras and Belt Competition as part of our Media Awareness Days. We had Mars and Third to represent our block. The competiton between the boys was not that scary because it will not be that hard to declare the winner. But for the Mardi Gras, unang dalawa palang, ulam na! Their costumes were really scarry, not that it was intended to scare, stupid, but, I was afraid for Mars that she might not go with our previous glories. (Jelly won in the GA of Com students, so was Sarahlyne as Ms. AB Com `06 and Gladys as 3rd placer in Jazz Up Your Jeans and we were just first yeaaars! No contest lost, I think.) In the end, we were so happy because Mars won as The Best Model! At may libre pa kami...tenk yu!

And after that at past 7pm, we attended (for our first time) our alternative class for REEd. We had this concert at the oval and it was worth the staying late at night.

Lessons:

>Next time attend activities if you don't want to get bored.

>Eat lunch in time or near the time!

>Don't scream that much, tonsils will ache.

Never Mess With The Security Guard: Two Versions

2007-01-10T15:37:00.000+10:00

Martha's version:
Never mess with the Security Guard. Even when she turned her back already.
Now I know that that's true.

Last Friday(5January2007) was the first swim class of the year, and 'twas the day that we would be having our Prelim Exam.

After waiting for the longest time in the kubo near PLS, it was finally our turn to use the pool. I was a little cranky by then 'cause I forgot my Registrarion form and I had to reprint it in the Admin with the fee of 10bucks. Anyway, when we got to the gates of the pool, Ate Guard was segregating us kids (the ones without padlock, regform, id should give way to those who has). Grace and Sheena got through--Actually, Sheena almost didn't get through 'cause her lock was the wrong kind (it had a keyhole in it), but lucky for her, Ate considered it and then they got through.

Unfortunately, i wasn't as lucky as she was, and I had to step out of the que. Then Sheena decided to throw her lock through the gate and to me, as Ate turned her back Sheena flung the padlock(with the key) and it hit some of the grills and it made a stupid noise (if there was really anything that sounded stupid), but Ate didn't notice BUT--BUT! she noticed it when she stepped on the key..

Ate: Sayo ba itong susi? (as she picked the padlock along with it)
Me: (Of course, I was caught red handed so I told her the truth) No.
Ate: Sa babae ito no?
Me: (silent)
Ate: (to Abby as she was walking in the gate) paki tawag nga yun please. (to me) hintay ka lang muna dyan ha, babae pa naman kayo..tapos ganyan.. (tutting sound)
Me: (silent)

10minutes passes...

Me: (silent, thinks) ang tagal naman ni Sheena... (to Ate) Sorry po talaga.
Sheena: (coming towards the gate) Po?
Ate: Sayo yung padlock diba?
Sheena: Opo, sorry po talaga, tinulungan ko lang po yung kaibigan ko
Ate: Okay lang makatulong, pero kasi nabastos nyo yung trabaho ko
Sheena: (silent)
Me: (silent)
Ate: Pinatabi ko lang yung mga wala kasi ire-remind ko lang na magdala na next meeting, alam ko naman na exams nyo ngayon.. babae pa naman kayo, at kaya pinapasok ko muna lahat is para hindi din naman kayo mapahiya at ayoko namang dumakdak sa harap ng madaming tao..
Me: Sorry po talaga..
Sheena: Sorry po..
Ate: O cge, next time ha? Nagaalala lang naman ako sa mga gamit nyo, kayo din naman kasi yung mawawalan..
Me: Sorry po.
Ate: O sya, cge pasok na.
Me: (quickly gets in the gate)
Sheena: Thank you po.
Ate: Yun na yung padlock mo.
Sheena: (gets the padlock) Thank you po...

That was only the nub of the actual encounter, kasi I didn't remember every little detail..

So there, O nadagdagan ang aking New Year's Resolution:
- buy a padlock
- fix my stuff before going to school (yea, i did fix my stuff the night before, but i forgot one thing: my BATHING SUIT.)
- be nicer to Ate

My version:
It was our Preliminary Exam in Swimming last Friday, January 5. I was never really excited about it because I surmise that I can no longer remember our lessons. But, along with it is the word IMPORTANT. I must pass this or else...

No, that's not really the story and the reason why I blogged. There was this something that happened after a long wait in the kubo near Palaruang La Salle. We were preparing our padlocks and registration forms as passses for entrance inside the Pool. But Mars left hers at home- the registration form and the lock. She was able to do something with the reg. form, but with the lock, not really. Grace and I was able to enter but Mars was left along the queue. I got worried that she might not get an exam so I did something. I threw my key out between the posts of the gate for her to catch. But I did it too early that she wasn't able to. It created a noise that I taught might ruin it all, so I faced back and almost practically run from the gate. I don't know if i was laughing or I was relieved with my flight from my mistake but running was my only alternative, or so I thought. When we reached the stoned staircase, I got so worried of my looming consequences. I even hopped towards the lockers. I was asking Grace to give me a good alibi why I did it. I was already jumping and jumping at that time. Added Shiela and Fred..

Fred: Anong nangyari dun...

Me: (explaining...)

Shiela: Hala ka...drop ka na daw!

Me: (with that I was really fidgeting) Wag naman!

After several minutes, I decided to go down to "rescue" Mars. As if I was the hero... I can hear myself breathing hard, when I reached the gate, I prepared my ears to hear the worst news.

Guard: Bakit niyo namn yun ginawa...sa harap ko pa...ayoko naman na mapahiya kau dito dahil pare parehas lang taung babae...

Me: Sorry po...

Mars: Sorry po...

Guard: Sa susunod wag nio nang gawin yon ha, papapasukin ko naman siya eh..alam ko namang prelim niyo...tsaka hindi namang masamang tumulong basta nasa tamang paraan.

With that, we were silent but we extended our gratitude. Hayy, that was near to the bomb! I could have died hearing the worst news. It was somehow traumatic that when Ate Guard went to our side of the pool to check on something, I thought she decided to punish us. So I submerged myself to the water and practiced as if I can breathe that long.

Hayy, that was really close! To find out the other side of the story, which was Mars's, just click this link.

Disclaimer: We don't have an eidetic memory so don't expect that our script is all the same.

Christmas Break: Now Over

2007-01-04T14:43:00.000+10:00

ewan...ni tinatamad pa nga akong pumasko eh.

I miss Simbang Gabi...

The kakanins that we used to eat after...

I miss...

...the "simoy ng hagin..."

...the children singing christmas carols...

...the candies that we used to give or minsan tawad...

...the smell of christmas wrappers..

...opening of presents...

...shopping galores for whatever reasons...

...the indulgence in food and drinks...

...the run out of cakes in bakeshops! hahaha...

...out of town with the family...

...the faces of my relatives...

...sleeping up late...

...our movie marathon...

...Santa Claus. Santa Claus?

...Christmas itself.

For the first two days at the start of the term, I'm still bangag and still recuperating from the holiday hang over, or for Mars, "christmas break hang-over syndrome." Although I was given a task to do my bunsong kapatid na unico hijo's projects...with emphasis on the s, it was still fun.

Haay, and I just realized, just this Christmas, of course...

Na...ang boom tarat tarat ay caroling song na pala...

N.B. For the sake of posting. Hehehe

My First La Sallian Recollection

2006-12-14T14:00:00.000+10:00

:also posted on my Multiply Site:
It was actually a whirlwind of emotions and I'm trying to sort it out one by one.

It was overwhelming. At the last session, I was just pushing my tears back but I was happy at the feeling, the embraces and everything. It felt like one big happy family.

It was sad. It was too bad we lost a lot of friends this early. If we only had them...I guess it will be a lot of fun.

It was fun! Yes, it was. With all the camwhoring and the actings of every possible pose that we can think, it sure was fun! I miss the coldness of the place while taking our poses.

(I'll tell you when Mars already uploaded hers)

It was bloating! With all the foods, it cost a lot of excess...no, not baggage but fats! But it was fun eating with your classmates especially if it's the first time.

And I guess this would be the last. I can't think of any because this was really on the top of it all....

I was reminiscing. Beside Charles Huang Conference Center was Mary Help of Christians Center of Spirituality. It was where we had our Retreat last year. I recognized Charles Huang because when we had this Hiking last year, we saw Charles Huang and its odd parking way. I didn't know if I am to center myself on our ongoing reco that time or continue to reminisce the things that were long far gone. I don't need to cry I know but the intensity of what I'm feeling is enough for me to take long, deep breaths. I am certainly missing it. Especially this times, almost the same time when we had ours last year. Probably, that was the best.

Oh...I need no lecture.

I already know that "some good things just never last forever".

I know that.

Certainly.

Almost December...Almost Christmas

2006-11-21T14:11:00.000+10:00

My Multiply Site

The sight of parols...the mushrooming tiangges and bazaars...the night becoming cold...and, the continued playing of yuletide songs are no less, the signs of christmas. And I'm so excited to even think about it!

I am anticipating the completion of parols in our city, Las Piñas as well as the anticipation of the sight of our overly-decorated Municipal Hall. I'm craving to go at every tiangge in town either to but or to intrude. I do get bad colds when not having a blanket at night. And, I an caught singing christmas songs every now and then. Almost christmas...I said. Our savior according to the Catholic Church was born and we as a follower of the faith, do our very best to practice the tradition, like a festival that needs to be super bonggacious. Some already but gifts to give, plan menus for the Chrsitmas eve, decorate houses and everything that concerns about christmas. Who does not love the season anyway? Everyone does!

(I can hear my ear ringing in the tune of Christmas all Over the World)

But as I am being ecstatic about it, I realized that not everyone can make it pompous. Not everyone can buy nice thing to wear and nice thing to give. Not everyone can feast foods that are worth feasting at. Not all are lucky. And the thought that Christmas doesn't need to be extravagant for us to be happy, we just need to enjoy it and thank the Lord for whatever we have, enters.

I know...all of us here are lucky because we need not experience those terrible things, I think.

But so as not to make a supposed happy article be sad, I need to say that we just need to pray for them. And, I'd like to greet everyone an ADVANCED MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Yuletide Cheers!!!

[I know wala na naman akong sense...pasensya na..excited lang!]

Mass at NBN 4

2006-10-17T16:27:00.000+10:00

Sunday- the first day of our semestral break. And like a day, it must be well started with a prayer. But unsual it is that what we had wasn't an ordinary mass. It was a healing mass presided over by Fr. Paller and Fr. Lino Nicasio, and it was held at NBN 4.

We woke up early and we left home at 6am for the 8am mass. The early morning streets was already invaded with our convoy. Before seven we reached the station, they unloaded their things and prepared for the Live coverage of the mass. As for my sis, my bro and I, we were just wandering around the dark studio. Five minutes to eight, we were briefed about the cues that they will give, the responses that we should be participative of and our faces- that we should be natural of if ever the camera roams around us. The mass almost started when I urged my sister to transfer at the near back because we were sitting at the second row. But the gratification wasn't given to me. Mass started and the sponsor, our community which is the Family Renewal Movement at BF Resort Las Piñas. Homily: my father was asked about non-verbatim, "What is your greatest possession?" Then homily was it also when Fr. Paller asked if we are willing to give our cellphones and other possessions just for Him. Then my father gave his instantly to him. Well, that interaction with the priest means that the camera was also with us. And geek! Hehehe! Although that was very very VERY fine with me since I will be dealing with cameras sooner and hope not later. I am praying hard that the camera loves me too!

The mass was only the few ones that I get to put my whole attention to. Not because there were cameras or anything but because of the message and the strong appeal of the priest's interpretion to the gospel. I believe that it is important for them to relate with people well. If they cannot catch people's attention amidst all distraction then the Homily doesn't justify its cause. It was also a special mass because of the healing- as what I've said already. My father, as declared by the Thallium Scan at Manila Doctors Hospital by cardiologist Dr. Leachon, was already at a good condition but the healing mass will make it more fuller (and of course, our faith to the fullest). And like him, I pray that many others will also be healed by their unceasing faith as its not always medicine that counts.

The Thing That I Just Tried

2006-10-06T17:56:00.000+10:00

We were on shoot for our project in REED last Oct. 4. It was in Biñan, Laguna- where Mars and Grace resides- where we had this. So as not to be straight-to-the-point, I the plot of the video first.

'Salvation and Mercy Found Nicolasa', if I'm not mistaken, was the title of our video. Nicolasa was this girl nurtured by her mom since a child. Whatever hitch she is in, her mom will always be there to give her hands. But mishap it is when a girl of her age taught her to put heavy cosmetics and lure in vices. The peer is strong that she got so badly influenced. It was no late when her so called friend dumped her but still she continued the vices. After some time, she haven't got any money left so she asked for alms. It was only the missionary- and OMG, this was me!- who came to her aide. The missionary gave her food, clothes and spiritual guidance. At the end, she urged her to come back to his mother like a Prodigal Son.

What is the moral? No, its not about the moral. Remember the vices thingy? When the scene was shot, we need a real lighted cigarette to make it authentic. And after the shot, I told them I'm going to try it. And I did. The effect wasn't that to the fullest because I had colds that time (and up to now). And after that, I am trying it next time with the absence of my colds. But it will not be for everyday terms. I am not an idiot to make way for my life to shorten given also the fact that I am not that robust. Well, I have nothing againts it. Do what you want where you want it, when you want it.

What I have done is just for experience's sake. Nothing more, becuase I don't want it lest. Well, even thought its defense mechanism, there is nothing wrong with what I had just tried.

Also On Multiply

2006-10-06T17:53:00.000+10:00

This was the same first article that I wrote on Multiply.

URL: http://princessontraining.multiply.com

Yes, its hello Multiply!

New environment, more write-ups. More write ups, better 'milegae'. Better 'mileage', straightforward success, in the field I'd always loved.

Multiply isn't new to me. Since I am a blogger and I have blogger friends, meeting Multiply wasn't like catching smoke. Most of them have numerous blog sites- livejournal, blogdrive, blogspot, xanga, friendster blogger, i.com to name some, and of course, multiply. But seeing them having multiple 'workareas' didn't enticed me to do the same at once. Rationalization says that one is enough. So how was it that I signed- in to Multiply? Well, my comrades and I enjoyed having the thought of owning a mulitply site then poof! Here it is.

Conditions are there since I am a waning net addict. First, I will only write different articles on both blogger and multiply if I have a relevantly great spare time. Second, if I have lots of ideas coming in. And last, if I don't get lazy again, and again (and again). So in simple terms, you will see same articles on both my blogspot and multiply if I got indolent. Rest assured, that I am a certified slug.

So welcome- and its so pathetic that I am doing this on my own- to the world of Multiply! Best wishes for me!

>>Now, I got two accounts! Bless Me!

Finals: Talumpati

2006-10-06T17:49:00.000+10:00

Simultaneous with the other posts, here is my talumpati in Sining ng Komunikasyon.

Scene: Awards Night

Role: Best Story (Writer)

Time Duration: 5 minutes

Bago pa man bumukas ang telon, isa sa mga pangalang makikita ninyo ay ang sa akin. Ngunit sa pagbukas nito, ang istorya ba ay umiikot pa sa akin? Ako si Sheena, Magandang Gabi! Ang pangalan ko'y hindi umuugong sa sosyalan ng mga taga alta-sosyodad. Ni hindi mo ito maririning sa mga balitang umaatikabo sa telebisyon. Isa lamang akong manunulat. Baguhan pa sa larangan.

"May Isang Sundalo." isang istoryang nakapagbukas ng isip ng marami, nag inspira ng madla at kumurot ng maraming puso- dahil hindi naging madali ang pagiging isang puta. Nakapandidiri sa mata ng lipunan, nakalalaswa at isang tampulan ng masasakit at nakasusugat na mga salita. Para bagang sila'y hindi tao at di nilikha ng Diyos. pero minsan, minsan sa buhay ng isang tao, may kakatok sa pintuang ang loob ay madilim. Isang sundalo na ang nais ay hindi ang laman kundi ang katotohanan. Ang katotohanan sa loob ng mukha ng puta, ang kwento sa loob ng kanyang kunwa'y masayang mukha.Sa kanilang di inaasahang kwentuhan, nalaman nila na ang kanilang trabaho bagamat madumi ay hindi lubusang sumasalamin satunay nilang pagkatao. Ang sundalo kahit bihasa sa pagpatay ng maaaring inosenteng tao ay nangarap din na magarahe nang sa gano'y pansamantalang matigil ang pagpatay. Ang puta bagamat baon na sa putikang kanyang kinasasadlakan at ninais pa din na makaalis doon. Yan, yan ang istoryang aking isinulat at mapalad na napili ng isang prodyuser na tumatangkilik sa baguhang kagaya ko. Pero hindi iyon naging madali. Napakaraming batikos ang pumukol sa akin, kaliwa't kanan, panay masasakit at nakapanliliit. Kung makapanlibak, kala mo'y hindi ako maaaring makalikha ng isang magandang istorya. Ang iba nama'y sabi bagamat malakas ang aking istorya, di da ito papatok dahil hindi daw iyon ang usong 'genre' ngayon. Marami munang sakit sa ulo't damdamin ang aking natanggap at pilit tinaggap bago naisapelikula ang aking likha. Sabi ko nga, kung bawat panlilibak ay katumbas ng isang bala, malamang, tadtad na patay na ako. Pero ngayon sa kabila ng aking napagdaanan, nasa harap nyio ako't tumatanggap ng parangal. Kaya't nagpapasalamat ako sa mga taong naging 'sundalo' ng aking buhay. Sa mga taong nagpalakas nga king loob at nagsabing 'walang imposible sa taong pursigido', para sa inyong lahat ang parangal at tagumpay na ito!

Para sa mga nagdadalawang isip sa isang larangang malabong makabuhay ng isang buong pamilya, gaya ng pagsulat, magisip kayong mabuti. Kung gusto nyo at alam niyon ito ang makapagpapasaya sa inyo, ituloy niyo at hinding hindikayo magsisisi. Isa pang bagay, ang mga puta ay tao rin, may isip lalo't may damdamin. Hindi nila pinangarap ni ninais na maging baboy sa harap ng tao at sa sarili nila. Napakaswerte ninyo't hindi kayo naging kagaya nila...naging kagaya ko. Oo, ako ang putang madumi sa istoryang aking nilikha ngunit ni kailanman ay hindi ko ginusto.

That's it. I just adopted the story staten above at our Lit book. Well, I hope I scored well although we had less time to prepare. That's the bad side of being the first group, on the other hand, we're done!

The Detour

2006-09-24T20:09:00.000+10:00

I usually ride a van in going home (same as in going to school). The terminal is located almost in front Gate 1 of the university and the fare is Php40. The routes are university- daang hari- Las Piñas or the more often, university- Molino- Las Piñas. But last Friday, after going to Vhaya's house for props making, i rode a jeep. The fare was half of our normal fare, Php20, but the route is much longer. It was not airconditioned, yes and by back hurted after almost 2 hours of travel. But it was worth it.

When I reached Jollibee- Zapote, I got to reminisce highschool. It was the route I always take for the past four years. I rode Alabang Metropolis and behind the fastfood chain, I smelled the chickenjoy. During highschool, when we reach the chain, we were smelling the food exaggeratedly. We would, as if, take our rice out and eat the imaginary chicken joy with its smell.

Smile went all over me at that instance. Then, when I reached the Zapote Overpass, I remembered Jonas. Then in Tuazon Village, I remembered Caralyne. There was this time that when she got out of the jeep, I shouted loud her name and we were laughing hard. I'm still smiling and revelling with my heart's content with these flashbacks. After passing Pamplona, I had Tina in my mind. And past instances keeps coming in... I was excited to reach McDo. It was where we always have our gimmick- after schools. Although I got disappointed with the ongoing- long renovation, still, I was smiling. In Times, I said, "This was where I always stop." But at that time, I preffered to stop at Casimiro. The night sky was always there when Elen, Alo and I go home at that time after practices. When I reached the tricycle terminal, I realized that it was over.

I was wondering when will I take that path again. That path when it was night and I reminisce highschool practices.

Career Mode in Psych

2006-09-18T21:38:00.000+10:00

I know I always love science. When I was in second year, I so love Bio. Chemistry was fine and Physics was hell. Although I know that my grades were better than others. And whoa! My former teacher asked my sis "Bakit hindi siya nag- Physics? (If you're wondering what answer I have in my mind right now: "Haller?!?") But still, sciences never bored me.

And here comes Psychology- General Psychology to be precise. It was, according to me when we started it, the most difficult subject that we have. But hollah! I'm soaring high this past two terms. Although my tests are not significantly high, my Midterm test was. I got 49/ 50, 98% or 29/30 as raw score. My first test for the finals was 11/ 15, but when we had our second test, I got a perfect score. My prof gave me plus 5 for that which, if the plus was solely for quizzes, will make my first test 16. And I'm so ecstatic about it! My prof even said, "Oh, mangutang kayo (for those who failed it) ng score kay Sheena" Isn't that so flattering?

I am exerting extra effort in Psychology. And I guess, that is the main reason why I'm garnering a recognition I am really not expecting. I do advances in my book, I recite often and I jot and scribble as if I am a "notes fanatic." I have three major reason why I am motivated to do it. 1) I want to excel in every subject that I have 2) Psychology is such an interesting subject that when you read something, it makes you crave for more. Its like a literary work, but it is science. 3) I am a Josephian and whatever recognitions I have is always because of the foundation they gave me. The standard and discipline they instilled on their students is incomparable. (But of course, it always and will always depend on how you get and live through it.)

I'm doing greatly fine in History and Ecology, although I'm not contented with a 3.25. (Don't get me wrong, in a system like ours, 4.00 is very possible. Unlike in St. Joseph, 100 is a question mark.) In REED, I'm a dramatic super falling star from 3.75 to 2.50. Hahaha. But it was my fault but I don't get why. In Filipino, darn, I never liked it, but I want the Talmpati thingy. In Lit, geesh, our pre- Midterm and Midterm test was a whoa but I know I banked well from tests and chips. In the last two, including Pschy, I haven't got my Midterm grade yet, but I'm happy with what I have.

Now, I am still determined- motivated, I guess well explained by Instinct Approach to Motivation, to do well in class. And it is innate in me, in you, to to strive for excellence.

I have doubts at first if I can make it or not. I was exposed in my previous environment to be striving but not grade satisfying. I thought it was only those inborn genius who can make it far, but I was wrong. With proper determination, and of course, action, no one can go wrong.

At this moment, its to early for me to coin success. But I started it well. Right?

High School Musical

2006-09-16T16:55:00.000+10:00

I've been too busy that I don't know whats the latest, in terms of movies and shows. But one time my sis asked my mom to buy her a DVD of Highschool Musical. I first thought, when she got it, that it was for a movie report or something. But anyways, I told myself, its been months since I last had my movie and I think I ought to have a break, with this one.

The movie was about Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez. Separated by the "what the people see" interest only to find out after New Years Eve that they both have this passion for singing.

After seeing the movie, hehehe, but I got to reminisce our broadway! And, I find myself singing the songs sooo often. Not to find out that some of my blockmates know it too. Its like pang highschool lang kasi yun!, so thought no one will ever dare to let everyone know that they're watching it. Hehehehe, I got an exaggeration over there.

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Well, I know I declared that hiatus was over, but still I'm being so busy. And if ever I'm not, lethargy comes running in my veins. I know I'm not supposed to be like that, because haller! "I thought you want to join Heraldo Filipino?"

N.B. Heraldo Filipino is the official publication of De La Salle University- Dasmariñas

Sighs

2006-08-12T22:46:00.000+10:00

I hate it. I hate the hiatus that I've been to...

And the title? I can't think of any. Pathetic, I know. Times like this in a blogger's life is inevitable... Huh.

I haven't got time to mull over graduation last summer. I got too busy with our summer job. I enjoyed much and I was paid fine. Now, its been three months. And as I am talking right now, the job's over. I just filed my resignation last two weeks ago, July 29, 2006- after my birthday. Effective date of resignation? I don't know. I left it blank. But I know that I only have two days left, in leui of fifteen days...

The moment I knew that they are allowing me two days, and it was after my birthday celebration when we went to the store, I felt glad but after a while, I broke off. I know that I will miss the experience...and everything I've learned in that job I first thought a folly. The people, the workplace, the norms...

I wrote my resignation and my letter after I went home from the store. Then, when the sun went up, I went there again and gave mine to authority, I was given a choice when, but I was already contented with only two days. I've had my last kiss from them...and the day after, which was the last,I went home late from the expected.

And now, I'm missing it. Worst, I'm now having time to mull over graduation. And I'm missing both situation but different people, different learnings. I'm caught singing our baccalaureate songs and grad songs. And I'm calling out codes and keeps coming back on the store. I don't know which I'm missing most. What I have now is simultaneous longings.

Our grad song goes...

"Another chapter in our lives, will soon end...
it is hard to accept...
but some good things just never last forever- er..."

I admit its true. I may not know what to do- Heavens!- and I may not feel alright...I may be drowned in longingness and solitude...but the memories will last forever...

I keep on sighing every now and then. And the sighing goes...I don't know when will it stop...but I guess as long as I live, as long as the memories of Jollibee and St. Joseph's Academy, the sigh will be heard forever.

N.B. To those people concerned, Thank You. I sound horrible, I know. I'm being mushy, I know. And I'm being true...I know. Love you all guys! Ciao for now...but who knows...

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I'm really not good in giving titles. But if 'sighs' sounds okay, then thats it.

2006-07-09T19:27:00.000+10:00

It's been a month, I guess, since I last posted. And I swear, I'm really having a hard time updating. And the reason is less than more...college. I should be enthusiastic and all because my course calls for 'better writing' but I think I'm getting worst, am I?

Aside from writing, I also have a scarce time reading. And hey! I still have 4 pending books to read! And when the heck am ZI going to finish that when I don't have any time at all? How I wish time isn't gold!

I'm not yet infested by pessimism. And I know that this wouldn't be forever. But I hope that sooner, I'll be back on my normal, comfy sched...

Everthing happens for a reason...I know.

June

2006-06-07T01:37:00.000+10:00

It's June. What the heck. I am realizing it so fast but I can't see myself ready for school- uhm, I mean college life. I am not nervous about it...but I don't know.
Well, I still want to wake up late, sleep late, eat brunch and everything! Everything a normal student does on summer. Huh. I just can’t explain it. Half of me wants to go to school already- uhm, I mean college, but the other wants the freedom of time she gets. Huh. Its sooo annoying! Worst, you are annoyed with yourself but you can’t shut up yourself because it is yourself. And, you can’t back off yourself because, same thing goes, it is YOURSELF! How, how unfair life is!
I haven’t got my bag! I haven’t got my shoes (and I realized that I don’t want to use what I bought last graduation because the pump is so high), I haven’t got any books (please, Prof., give me my syllabus right away!!!) and all I got for school- uhm, I mean college, are 1. set of uniform, 2. organizer (is that what you call the notebook with lots of filler?), 3. highlighter, ~~4. ballpen~~…ate Melody ‘arbor’-ed mine.
What a combination to start the term! Nah….well, I’m being optimistic about the year…I know loads will happen. Whether it will do me good or not, it doesn’t matter.
I guess…I have to wait till my things are bought…and mind, set.

Pics..batch 1

2006-05-17T21:47:00.000+10:00

I've been out for a while and darn...I miss blogging! Too much absorbed in a Jollibee thing, so to say.

No themes and long writing as of today...but I have loads of pics I want to post here...and it comes in random...

Last few days...at SJA Hall, at the classroom, inside campus, outside campus...and at McDo

That would be all, I guess...I know you're having a hard time downloading it...and I'm not to add on your burdens.

Ciao!

Birthdays on April

2006-04-14T22:03:00.001+10:00

Since I can't think of anything to write for the past days. And, it hurts my brain to think of what...I decided to just give birthday greetings. Hollah! Happy Birthday!

And does it satisfy me?

Well if your brain doesn't function well like mine...you'll be happy that one brain cell lets you remind that there's a lot of humans to greet...

And I'm on it

To my blog....

To my former Simon Classmates, April, Gladys and Don who celebrates their birthday on April,

And to my Bestfriend, CARMINA MARA YUSON RACELA....

Yehey! Seventeen na sia! Pero Holy Week Parin ang Birthday nia! ehehe!

!!!

And...a Fruitful Holy Week to Everyone!

Hey!

2006-03-28T18:37:00.000+10:00

Hey! I've got a new and free website and you're most welcome to browse it. It's not yet fully furnished but it's now operational. Hope you'll enjoy it.

http://www.theotherside-sheena.piczo.com/

About the site's name, well, I didn't brainstorm on it...

Hey! I've already watched Memoirs of a Geisha. We viewed it at Irene's House last friday. The quality of the film and the story itself was really nice. I like it although we were eating bunches of candies and chocolates that some of the parts are left vague for me.

So Zhang Ziyi (correct my spelling if I'm wrong) and Michelle Yeoh are together as if they were not in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Hey! It will be my BLOG's FIRST BIRTHDAY ON APRIL. And I'm one year old in the world of blogging!

And hey! I'm graduating on March 31! Isn't that sooo sad? Anyways...to all my batchmates...teachers...friends...and SIMON...THANK YOU!!! It was such an overwhelming experience having you as a part of my life.

I do deeply appreciate all the times we tried to make the most out. My heart will forever cherish it!

I Love you guys!

Long Away

2006-03-25T23:43:00.000+10:00

I'm not about to fleet. And I want to make this brief.

Last two post: Just for the sake of completing my archive. It was unexpected since in SMART room, it's rare that I go to blogger.

Recapitulation...since I was long away from the blogging world.

One week no classes: February 20- 24. It's because of the Diocesan Pastoral Assembly held at school. But is wasn't fun. It's all about a week of Thesis Documentation Chapters 1- 3 and Software making for seniors. Although you get the benefit of long and sound sleeping, the rest is still hard work, burden, hard work. So who want a "vacation" themed like that?
Feb. 27: Supposedly our Software Demo. Thanks proclamation 1017! Sponsors to make the event fun was gone!
Feb. 28: Morning buzz came. As if it's been years of no seeing and talking! In the afternoon, we watched the film Amadeus. A film we never thought so beautiful. It was situated, of course, during the classical time but there was no boring moment watching it. Thanks Wolfie!
Mar. 1: Graduating's Makabayan test.
Mar. 2: The Rescheduled Software Demo and lots of candies are in the SMART Room! Although I'm glad that I backed out being and entertainer!
Mar. 3: Miting de Avance for the next year's SC Officers. And my sis won as the SC Secretary.
My tropa and I went to McDo....well....the usual Josephian.
Mar. 6- 8: Real periodical test.
Mar. 9: Rest day for seniors but there's no way that I won't be going to school. We finished our documentation because tomorrow...well...tomorrow is the day.
As a treat for our hours of work, we ate at McDo...wel...the usual Josephian. :)
Mar. 10: Emotions fell. And I it wasn't our fault. It was a misconception. Glad it was end.
Didn't understand that? I really made it a point that you will not get it.
Defense Proper We Passed it alright.
Mar. 17: Recollection...the long aftermath of our Retreat.
I didn't expect to have an outcome like this in a situation- wherein this case, our retreat- I don't really love to have. But this time if it's magic or what, I don't know. The Recollection was very fulfilling. This will be one of the event I'll miss if the time has come...
Cries was not that rampant when the "water filling" was over. I did cry, yes, and I thought that it will be the last.
The mass by Monsi Venus was one of its kind that I will never forget. the homily lasted for about an hour but there was never a time that I find his stories boring. After that we were asked to pray in silence. Some was already crying at the near end...I didn't...but when he asked to hug and bless each other as classmates...we cried...I did.
It was overwhelming to see those crying, especially the boys...but the ending song was unexpected: FAREWELL. It was a surprise ending song that when I heard the intro and I saw the lyrics on the projector, I pouted...not because I hate it...but because I'm afraid that tears will fall down in my eyes again. And it did, I tried to sing...we tried to sing...but sighs and tears are hard to fight.
Mar. 18 and onwards: Graduation Practice... and it will go on like this until 30...because 31 is the day.
We didn't want this night to come...because saying goodbye will always be hard.
I am already prepared...I just don't know if my eyes are...

To all IV- St. Simon 0506...I will miss you all...and I love you!

Busy

2006-03-08T17:14:00.000+10:00

For the past few days...my days and hours was merely spent on THESIS. And what a heck. We had this one week no classes but, again, our thesis was the summit of it.

We had our 4th Periodical Test and we finished it just this day so again, I don't have time for blogging.

I frequently surf the net, but it wasn't for merrymaking. It was for our Documentation. So due to time constraints. I can't blog again.

And it's so annoying. OI wanted to blog over but I can't.

But now, because our leader doen't know that the meeting of the 4th year Class Officers is over, I'm blogging and I'm surfing to my hearts content.

No sooner, I'll be up on something again and I won't have time for this...

But I'm cherishing this few time I have here...

This is free...and I like it everytime we're here on SMART ROOM. Aside from being free, the speed is fast. 100.0 Mbps. In our hopuse, it's not even reaching 50!

Time is up!

I need to go!

Till then!

Ciao!

Prom Practices...Currently and Yesteryear

2006-02-13T21:46:00.000+10:00

Yesteryear- and I can't beleive that I'm reminiscing- the prom made me nervous. Why, if I got Ferrero Rocher and a stuffed heart from a suitor in which...which...remained a suitor. Hahaha! And...I'm just kidding. Well back to normal...back to my normal psyche...back to what I'm saying, it- Prom 04-05- made me tense because I need to deliver a speech. And it is a speech for the Turnover Ceremony. And mine is the Bin of Treasure although I'm not the class treasurer. I'm the Vice President.

And aside from that looming nerve-racking speech, I haven't composed any! But thanks to Revo, I managed to have one BEFORE the day itself. But I revised it and that made me capable of memorizing it. But thanks that I've delivered it properly...well.

Currently- although I'm not the one who will deliver the speech- because it's still the treasurer for my class who'll have it- I'm happy. Because...my partner is fetching. And...he looks like Harry Potter! Well, he's not new to me because he's the one my tropa and I had been hunting for! And I mean the literal hunting in our lower years!

He's polite and well mannered. And he's a member of Las Piñas Boys Choir- the prestigious boys choir. And we had this little conversation...and this is not verbatim

Ikaw ba yung kapartner...
Yung ano...
Yung sa Broadway...yung Sheena
Ah...oo ako yun!

Well..that's how it goes and I'm cherishing it (a lot of my batch and classmates are envious! ROTLF!). And I told him not to be late! Because if he did, I'm dead!

Pending Books...

2006-02-03T23:31:00.000+10:00

...and that is of course, to read.

Huh. Blimey! I never thought that it will pile up that much! Am I that sluggish?

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. The book I bought at National Bookstore ages ago: April of 2003. And still, since summer of 2005, idle Sheena haven't finished it yet. Worst, I wasn't even on half!

But can you blame me if I feel that it's too rustic? It is subtle and was written in a skillful way but the chapters are too long and it is named only with numbers. But I do promise to finish it. Maybe not now, maybe sooner. The money I used to buy it is mine and it will be such a big waste if I'll let it rot like a trash.

Next was Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Spinner's End. That's the farthest I've read. I'm already dying to finish it but time is scarce. Anyways, I will be able to read this after Don Quixote by Miguel Servantes Saavedra. This will be for our Book Report No. 3 (and it's ironic that Movie Analysis No. 4: Helen of Troy will be submitted ahead of it) and the book my mom bought in for Php 295.00 at National was unabridge and it is thick.

Luckily, or can you call it lucky, I saw The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux in our library and I'm super excited to read it. That's why the others will be next in line. Glad Ms. Morales moved our due of the report to Feb. 16. And I'm calling all the saints in heaven to help me finish all those rubbish!!!

Well, I'm not yet finished. I'm PLANNING to buy Memoirs of A Geisha and find the first installment of The Chronicles of Narnia. And I forgot what it is. The Lion, The Witch and The Wardorbe is the second installment. Adn I want to read Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre and Pride and Prejudice. Well, I'm beggining to like Alexander Dumas's The Count of Monte Cristo and I want to buy it!

To worsen the worms in me, I want to read Shakespeare's Othello, MacBeth, Antony and Cleopatra and The Merchant Of Venice. Huuuuuuh. When will I finish all these?! And I'm not even joking! I'm serious. I'm going to read all these...in due time!

And by the way...

...thanks to Kace, Lee and Carla for their solace written at my Comments. I feel better now, and what happened to me is a thing in the past. =)

Holler.

2006-01-28T22:55:00.000+10:00

I want to cry my eyes out!

I want to scream because of solitude!

I want to be dead to the world until I finally let this glitch out!

I don't know what to do...

But I need to spill it out sooner or I'll die thinking about it.

Still I'm praying...

Praying that He will let things fall in the right place.

I'm praying hard...

But is it my fault if my tears suddenly fall?

Or is it a crime for me to feel hopeless?

I need faith.

I know I do.

And I'm not to be conquered by this...

I'm believing that He plans something better for me.

Something that I wouldn't have dilemmas at all.

Something that will make me happy...

And please...join me in my prayers

It's tough because I'm fighting emotionally...

But still I'm hoping...

Hoping and praying that things will come just fine...

Huh.

Fieldtrip: Overnight in Baguio

2006-01-24T23:24:00.000+10:00

It was a fine 1am friday dawn. All was excited. All was ready. All was on the go to Baguio.

The journey was great...this wasn't my first, but this was far off memorable...

At Sucat, Alo started to share his hot and chilli pancit canton. Gracia and I did the same. I had my burgers, she had her pancit canton and pan de sal with ham.

Reaching NLEX, almost all was snoozing. But the heck was Niccolo! I can hear his Mp3 playing so loud...and worst, it's rock. But damn! I need to sleep. I WANT to sleep. So sleep...sleep...spleep

At 3: 15, we reached Siesta in Tarlac. We stopped for a while. Some peed and others, and that includes me, waited inside the bus. Then Ding commenced saying,

"P$%#@^ I*&^ mo Niccolo (with Nyx outside and as a joke)! Ang lakas ng Mp3 mo!!!"

After 20 minutes refreshment, we left there and we continued to travel. It took me minuted before I commenced my forty winks. Sleep...sleep...

I could have sworn, while sleeping, we were inches from our seats jumping. I opened my eyes to see if that was real and it is. But I continued my deep sleep and I know, we were already there at Baguio.

I felt the urge to see the view. It was dark. It was misty. But, it wasn't scary. I can still feel my eyes aching due to lack of sleep. I tried to close it for once and when I opened it again, the beautiful dark sight was fading bringing the morning lightness.

It was 6: 15 when we stopped at Baguio Cathedral. We had to have mass but Elen, Alo, Chester and I really need to pee badly so we searched for a restroom but the church's CR was still closed. We walked down that high stairs going to the Session Road and found Pizza Volante straight ahead. We are not that idiot no to know that facilities are for costumers only, so Chester bought a hot chocolate.

I can hear myself breathing so fast inside the church. Good thing, it ended so soon. Well, I've experienced my mouth emitting frosty air like in Koreanovelas that made me so excited. But, we were already starving that's why we ate at McDo in Session Rd. Alo and I had a Longganisa Burger, Hashbrown and a hot chocolate...of course, we want a stirrer so we asked for two. But the crew said.

"It's concentrated."

Ahhh. Sorry ha, here in Manila kasi, it's not! Stupid!

But we don't have time for petty quarrels so we just enjoyed.

At past 8am, we reached PMA. we just took poses there (in which I like), then after an hour, we left and went to Camp John Hay. But this wasn't as interesting as this (convo with Irene and me), going there.

Irene said, "Who want's Ritter Sport?"

I replied, "Wow! Ritter Sport!"

"Favorite mo rin yan Sheena?"

(Without the idea of being nambabara) "HINDE!"

My classmated laughed and she said, "Bwisit ka!"

Getting the Ritter Sport Cornfalkes, I said "Mas gusto may raisins"

Next was Ibay's Silver Shop who sells 92.5% silver and the Weaving Factory. When Elen and I finished the tour, Harry or Kagandahan for us (our tour guide) looked at me and said,

"Ni Hao Ma!"

I just nodded and when I'm out of his earshot, I told Elen why. Why did he greet me like that.

"Mukha ka kasing Instik eh"

"Instik ba yun? Parang Vietnamese eh"

And when we got inside the bus, Elen told it to some Simons and the "Ni Hao Ma" ek ek chuva everness spread among Nomis.

Next, we check in Supreme Hotel and we had our lunch.

Chicken, Shrimp and Rice with Soup. The menu that I wasn't glad of.

Reaching our rooms, I opened the TV, and Joei made prank calls to our classmates. We had a great time till it was 2pm and we need to follow our next itinerary which was Botanical Graden. But we have a problem first, we took a bath and changed clothes that's why we are now wearing a coloured shirt which was supposed to be WHITE. But, I DON"T WEAR OTHER WHITES AND I LOVE THE BlACK TOP THAT I'M WEARING so they didn't bother us again.

We were having dilemmas. We don't know if we'll going to buy Peanut Brittles, a bag and other Pasalubong there or in the Minesview or in the Flee Market. But we decided to buy the others in the next itineraries. Instead, we bought key chains and a Bohemian Necklace worth 25 peso because here, it costs 160+.

Next, we had 15 minutes picture taking in The Mansion then off we set to Minesview Market. We bought there Peanut Brittles, Choco Flakes, Choco Mallows, Lengua de Gata and a bag. After an hour shopping and seeking for a better price, we went to The Groto. We have different counts of the stairs. But one thing's sure, it's 250+.

We went back in our Hotel after it and had our dinner. Almost all of us were starving.

Carbonara, Hamonado and Asparagus soup (I'm expecting a BOUILLABAISSE!). This was better than our lunch.

Instead of going to our room, Rm. 303, we went to Rm. 224- Alo, Jonas, Chester and Ding's room. We were having fun inside, eating and laughing. Jonas and Alo even jumped and wrestled over the beds. Prank Calls will never be left and when Alo dialed Mitch's room...he had a surprise...

"Ni hao Ma!"

Alo was then speaking in a fake Chinese...

Then, "P@#^%$ I*&@ mo Alo!"

And we laughed when he told us his reply. We returned in our rooms after a while then while supposedly taking a nap because at midnight, they'll be swimming and we'll wtach Odyssey, Elen and I fell into a deep sleep...a nice, refreshing sleep...until it was 5am.

I could have screamed! We haven't watched the film! The dim light was still on and it was like evening.

We started talking about how we ended up there...and when Irene and Gracia woke up, we turned on the TV and watched Myx Premiere. Irene opened our door wide and she made a full blast volume. We sang "You're Still the One" by Shania Twain but the bellboy interrupted and said,

"Paki hinaan lang po ang TV dahil marami pang guests and natutulog!"

So we did, nut continued "Stay" by Carol Banawa. Then we sang "Unchained Melody" in Spanish Version and we just laughed. We changed the channel in Sky Cable Baguio. It was a viedeoke channel and we sang "Betcha Bye Gollie Wow" (Sorry for the spelling!). But we got apathetic so I changed it to a Chinese Tv Show.

We watched Odyssey while making turns in taking a bath. When we finished, but not the film, they we're all done with their breakfast. But we made it not so late.

Tortang Talong, Beef Steak and Hot Chocolate. The breakfast that suits me fine.

Strawberry Farm- that was after breakfast. We bought strawberries but I regretted not buying lettuce and tomatoes! After the farm we went to Burnham Park but we headed first to have a lunch in SM Baguio, McDonalds. When we came back, via FX we rented a boat and we sailed all the way.

It was 4:20 when we got complete and we headed to Plaza Luisita, Tarlac to have a dinner at Jollibee.

We actually had a movie marathon going home...Chasing Liberty, King Kong and A Walk to Remember. When the latter ended, we were nearing the school. And finally, we were there.

It was such a nice trip.

Something memorable...

Soemthing to be cherished...

And something I'll be missing...

No matter how I want this to last forever, it will never happen because time will always run. But still, this experience I've just had will always be in me.

I will never forget this...

Arrgh...Thesis Proposal!

2006-01-14T22:12:00.000+10:00

Yesterday, Friday the Thirteenth, I got home 10 past in the evening. It was because we tried to finish our Thesis Proposal at Anshe. It was actually done except for our sofware's Screen Layout. But it was done. It felt so overwhelming and awesome finishing our Proposal because it's our mean of access towards a "hassle-free" graduation.

When I got home I though I'll be scolded. And thank God because she didn't (my father wasn't home yet).

Thesis Proposal's done! That's what I thought. But heavens! The PC we used was damaged (and if I haven't called Martin, when will I know?)! We didn't save it in a diskettte because a 1.44MB will not fit coupled with our urge to go home.

But lucky we are that our rough draft wasn't in the trash yet or else, back to zero! Or in our Gantt Chart, from 100% down to 0%. Well, there is still HIM who never let us suffered that much. Whew!

It's still a blessing in disguise. If that was our REAL SOFTWARE in Visual Basic, we're dead!

Goodluck for tomorrow groupmates! I told Martin that I can't come because we're out of town. Well, you need not suffer that much!

Thesis

2006-01-08T18:47:00.000+10:00

Just got home from Ansherina's. Although our THESIS PROPOSAL's not done yet, we progressed a bit higher. We talked about our screen layout and put into writing our SOFTWARE DESCRIPTION, REASONS FOR THE STUDY and IMPORTANCE OF THE STUDY.

Well, our software is all about COLLEGE COURSES. We will simulate all possible course descriptions, add 'job opportunities' and locate the best universities or colleges for the said course.

We have the college admissions view books, booklets and brochures of DLSU, UP, UST, St. Scho, Ateneo, and still some but we're focusing on all these as a guide.

The deadline of this Proposal will be on Jan. 17 and the DEFENSE willbe on early March I guess.

Hope us the best, huh.

Thanks=)

HAPPY NEW YEAR <

2006-01-02T22:08:00.000+10:00

My father's back from his 7 day trip so were all happy! And thanks to Tito Alexfor driving our car.

The Day Before New Year...Dec. 31, 05

We had our breakfast at Jollibee Blue Waves (near MaDocs). I was supposed to have burger but my mom altered it to rice with hotdog and egg. I didn't whined instead devoured because of starvation. After being satisfied with the victual, I flipped the pages of Philippine Star to see that the news I wanted long to hear wasn't up (and kicking) yet. (Hi YG!!)So I turned my attention on my hot chocolate but the taste sucks and I gave it to my brother and sip water instead.

When we got home, we just fed Popsicle and Meow, unwind for awhile then we went to buy fruits at SM Southmall. But the lines were exaggeratedly and excessively long for us to join the last minute shoppers having only fruits to buy so we just bought cake and have the fruits and other little things needed purchased outside the mall.

It was 2pm when I decided to sleep. When they woke me up at 6:30, the foods were all cooked and dinner was ready. After dinner, we prepared ourselves for the New Year's Mass here at Mary Mother of the Church. Fireworks and Pyrotechnics were already painting the sky when we headed home but, my brother wants to have firecrackers as it was 'tradition' daw, so they bought two something like five star accumulated together to form a long one. At home, they started to light the incense and turn the music on but striking 10pm past, I shut it off and turned the tv on to see Bagong Taon, Bagong Buhay The ABS-CBN News and Current Affairs Yearender Special. After that, I shut it off and turned on the music again then I went to prepare the Table Setting. It was nearing 12am when I decided to go out to watch so many fireworks firing and painting up the dark but starry sky. It was amusing but choking because of the massive air pollution firecrakers had bought.

The clock striked 12 and we did some Chinese Traditions. We rolled oranges off and tossed coins and chocolates all over the house. The only thing I forgot is to JUMP. Duh.

Our carte du jour for the New Year's Eve was Fettuccine, Valenciana, Fruit Salad, Fiesta Ham and the other ham in which the brand is I dunno, Chocolate Mouse? Chocolate Moose? Can't spell it? Just eat it. CHOCOLATE MOUSSE! We had oranges, fuji apples, honey lemon and chico but we didn't let the chico out because it has black seeds. In our table was also delicacies like Purple Yam Pie or Ube Piaya, Toasted Muffins, Pinasugbu and Barquillos and Barquirons. But our carte du jour was adding passing 12 with 2 kinds of Pancit, Spaghetti, and Buko Salad. Well, it was such a feast and we thank it ALL to HIM who gave us and you such plenty of blessings. And I'm forever (and you too, I know) grateful for all this. THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

This year was such a nice one. And this is one of the best years I have. It hurts to say goodbye but I hope the incoming year will be much more better than the previous. I'm happy with it so...THANK YOU 2005! And...

Goodbye 2005! Hello 2006!

The Day Itself...Jan. 1, 06

Our auntie La wants to go here with us but auntie Marlyn and tito Antong (actually, he's our uncle) wants us to have lunch with them. To resolve the conflict of schedule we went there anyway they're all there at Cavite. Auntie La's in Trece and Auntie Marlyn and Tito Antong's in Indang. 1st itinerary: Auntie La's house. We ate cake there eventhough our Chocolate Mousse is still alive. I'm asking for the flavor of the cake but auntie said it was Choco Crumble? Coffee Crumble? Mocha Crumble? But one thing's sure...it's a Great cake that deserves a Red Ribbon. Then they cooked Spaghetti and Valenciana. When the food was ready to be eaten, we drove off together with Kuya John and Auntie La to Indang which was only minutes away from them. We brought some delicacies with us and Auntie La had the Valenciana and a Roll of Goldilocks Mocha cake. But I guess we need not bring them because there were loads of foods there. I'll TRY to name all of them. Spaghetti, tinolang manok, Shrimp, Inihaw na Pusit, Inhihaw na tilapia, Buko Salad, Ube Halaya, ginataan, Puto and fruits. I don't know if I missed something because I just had spag, one pusit, one shrimp and grapes. That's all. After eating, we went out to see their back forest. In the Bahay Kubo we stayed. As the chairs were all occupied, I tried to find one but found none. But I saw that there was a duyan so I revel myself with it aside from laughing and smiling with the stoires they have. I got dizzy after some great and slow pushes so I transfered in the wooden bench. My brother tried they duyan and enjoyed it to the point of lying down while swinging. And when we wrapped him with it he looks like a ham.

It was past 3 when we decided to leave. At 4 past, we left auntie La's house then at 5:30 past, we reached auntie Beverly's new house at RoseWood in Bacoor, Cavite. We didn't stayed long there. We arrived home at 6:30 past.

Still, the floors with coins, few chocolates and few oranges (we have already eaten most of it) was not yet swept. It will only be now, Jan. 2, that it must be cleaned.

And I hope to get the coins for future use in commuting but no luck. It was said to be kept.

This start doesn't justify the whole but as I am happy with the rest of the day, I hope the whole year round too. And as I'm becoming lazy right now, I hope that it will only be now not forever because DAMN! I still need to concoct my report about The Odyssey when school starts again!

Movie Marathon...Again

2005-12-28T23:57:00.000+10:00

Painful headache- the nuisance I had after our Third Movie Marathon. But thanks to Elen's call. I don't know how but during the duration of our conversation, slowly I'm feeling that it's wearing off. No matter what the answers are, I want to thank Elen- and of course, HIM who's always there to make me feel good although I do get naughty at times.

We had 6 VCDs, Troy, What A Girl Wants, The Notebook, A Cinderella Story, 13 going 30 and Mean Girls, to choose from because we know that we can't finish it even in the third sitting. And we finally decided to have Mean Girls starring Lindsay Lohan, The Notebook with Rachel McAdams (I don't know the name of his stalker turned lover) and What A Girl Wants with Amanda Bynes.

I'm not sure and I'll not assume that this would be the last. But I guess for now, I'll watch DVDs on my own because vacation is nearing to say goodbye. Half of me wants to go to school already because I only have 3 months left in highschool *sobs* and the other half of me doesn't want to because I just don't want to!

Anyhow, January 4 will still arrive. Aside from it, the results from dlsucet and ustet will soon be coming over and I loathe thing in dlsu because it's dreadfully hard! But well, MIRACLES do happen and I wish my paper will be given such a privilege!

Christmas Post

2005-12-24T23:12:00.000+10:00

Merry Christmas Philippines! Merry Christmas World!

And since I have a fever (which was caused by my nasty tonsilitis), I'll have my recap precise and fleeting.

The Day we said...Hale

That was the title of the Hale Concert held last December 12, Monday in our school. But before the popular Champ came into the scene, there was first a showcase of talents from our very own Josephians. BSG, Marck_says, Blithe, Spinach and I forgot the last one but to see, they were all five.
Hale sang only 10 songs for us. I can't name them all but here are some, The Day You said Goodnight which was so hackneyed that hearing it on airwaves makes me shut them off but hearing and seeing it Live was different, I must admit. Then the other was Blue Sky, Broken Sonnet, Neon, Kung Wala Ka, Kahit Pa and et cetera. I'm not familiar with some of their songs because I'm not a fanatic. But I must say that Champ's so good looking and fetching!

And here are the pics....some of it.

Intramurals 05- 06

Because I'm not that athletic, I only arrived at two events: A-Z (volleying the ball from beginning from A) and Skin the Snake. But though the circumstance, I still got injured! I don't know if I'll be glad that at last I had a casualty or I'll be sad because the bruise I had on my knees was a bit painful that it hindered me from walking the norm.

For Simon, we only have two games to look after: Basketball girls and Badminton Boys. The Championship will be on next year because the games were delayed because of the rain.

Movie Marathon at Chester's place!

On the first half we had Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and Cannibal Holocaust! Charlie was cute and the latter film was so brutal, ruthless, cruel, vicious, fierce, pitiless, heartless and inhuman! On the second day, we had The Girl Next Door, Underworld, Miss Congeniality 2 Armed and Fabulous and we weren't able to finish Ice Princess and The Prince and Me but that was fine. We'll have the Third sequel watching The Notebook, Mean Girls, A Cinderella Story and What A Girl Wants.

I really had a great time watching those films with my friends although at times we all can't concentrate because there's a great deal of a blab.

again...Merry Christmas to all Bloggers and readers! May this season makes us all HAPPY not beacsue of mercenary reasons but because we still have a great deal of things to be happy and thankful for despite of the struggles we're up to!

CHEERS!

.::Glitters::.

2005-12-19T23:27:00.000+10:00

An added embellishment on my blog! It's from BP- Grafix (and the url's 'CHEERS TO') so thanks to them!

I feel so presured! Presured to create a long post. Because if my posts can't ride on through my side bar, it will merge in the center! But hey! There's still a way to make things better...a way that will cast my presures away!

I just blogged in so that you'll have lot's to see on my December Archive. And actually, I have nothing more to say! And I loathe the speed of my connection now!

I know this is the "Next Week" I'm talking about wherein I'll blog the concert, the intrams and the marathon, but MONDAY isn't the day.

Hey! It's nearing Christmas and it's fast approaching so...MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone!

Next Week...

2005-12-17T21:40:00.000+10:00

...here, I will blog the Hale Concert, intramurals and the Movie Marathon because today, right this very moment, I don't have enough time to relate every single thing that happened this week. And I'm NOT feeling lazy. About the revisions, it's just petty revisions...mere additives but I hope to make it much better. And for the comments...THANK YOU!

(Again...I'm NOT feeling lazy! Time is just scarce!)

New Skin...At Last

2005-12-10T22:28:00.000+10:00

After all that dismal nights...it's here...my very own skin. Now current but I still have to do some online revisions and embellishments. It's the classic style of web blog pages and it doesn't have Navi buttons or any Image mapping. I want it to be "see all in just a click." The colors are dusty pink and a light shade of lavender...well, I have the hexadecimal equivalent but I don't think I need to write it here, do I?

I'm getting indolent now! And it's because of my "singaw." I can't eat properly and even at eating...I feel so lazy...and it's so apathetic because eating is one of my favorite hobby!

Although I still want to make a super mega long post here right now, I can't (eventhough I'm bothered by my less frequent blogging) because I need to do a lot of things right now.

Uhmm...I just want to greet a Belated Happy Birthday to my father! (I know that he won't see this but it doesn't matter) I'm hoping him the cliche...MANY BIRTHDAYS TO COME...GOOD HEALTH...AND FOREVER HAPPY!

That's all for now. And it's not so unusual because I always get soooo lazy thinking what to write, how to write effectively. (And I need to revise the my blogger settings)

=)

Lazy...But Happy

2005-11-26T21:30:00.000+10:00

I'm too lazy to post a long one here now. I've just finished a long post for St. Simon's Blog and now, I'm lazy to do something for my own. But I'm happy. I'm happy that we won as CHAMPION in the spelling contest last Tuesday on the culminating activity on the English week. But you know what? I'm and We're EXPECTING a medal! When I won last last year when I was in second year, no medals and prizes at all because that was a Diagnostic thingy for the LAPRISSA- Las Piñas Private Schools Association. And I'm hoping that in this one- MY LAST YEAR- there would be one! But I should be thankful- even for a mrosel- of our cash prize and the souvenir and the Certificate. Anyways...I'm rushing to read over 400 messages- and I'm NOT exaggerating!- on my Yahoo! Mail. So...I really want to go but wait!- please pray and wish me luck on our 3rd periodical test! I haven't started anything and on Monday, we will watch a film with Special effects for our Term Paper in Arts! And I haven't got a clue of what PROGRAM we're going to make! Glad that the Defense is not what I'm fearing! Ehe! Just put some articulation and convincing power then off I go! So...I'm running out of words to say...so bye!

Nope!

2005-11-12T21:56:00.000+10:00

Sorry! I feel sooo lazy to make this post long. I'll just say some then pooof! I'll be out in a minute....
The distribution of cards was over. So, that means that I already have my card. Well! I'm soooo happy that I haven't got a line of seven! In Physics, I gained 8 ponits, in Math, 5 points...uhmmm...I think it's better if I'll just write it here...

Religion- 87 >> 86 (one point lang eh!)
Filipino- 85 >> 89
English- 83 >> 85
Math- 76 >> 82 (yippee!)
Physics- 75 >> 84 (so that means that my CS was only 5 because my PT and TQ= 79!)
Ap- 83 >> 86
TLE (Computer and Stats)- 81 >> 83
MAPEH- 87 >> 85 (duh!)
EP- 93 >> 90
Conduct 88 >> 89 (I'm sooo great! eheheh! joke!)

Just a simple reminder before you snide at it! Our highest possible grade is only 95! So that means that NO one will ever get 96 above.

I'm cleared!

Bye!

Sembreak...Oct. 29- Nov. 6

2005-11-05T22:32:00.000+10:00

Sembreak will be up in two weeks time and I never thought that I had a fruitful one. No- it's not because of the sepulchre and death related thingy. But it's because of having successfully perused Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix in this break. I would really hope to read the next sequel, Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, but I dunno when. No idea as of now of who the prince is, anyway.

Well, I had this hard time (not really BAD as what you think) coping with her, J.K Rowling, choice of words. I got confused somehow with GLOATING and GOADING. And, those 'S' words...snide, sneer, smug, smirk, snag, snarl and snivel! And will I forget APALLED? I've looked foor it's meaning in my Oxford Andvanced Learner's Dictionary. Oh I'd really hope to include them in MY choice of words! (I'm NOT angry. I'm JUST...hoping!) Aside from words, I too got furious of that hag Umbridge- Dolores Jane Umbridge! Just to say, I'm NOT satisfied with how they chucked them...and how Peeves made a 'Hell' for her. With McGonagall- ooh! I love her more now! She's great in dealing with that Umbridge woman! Lolz! One more thing, I never thought that there's so many words synonymous to NONSENSE in the American and British Language! Gibberish is one also babble, balderdash, rubbish, tosh, codswallop- but that's not ALL!

On the other hand...I got apathetic with net a couple of weeks ago so...I had this quizzes to invigorate me up. And here it is...

Your Blogging Type is Confident and Insightful

You've got a ton of brain power, and you leverage it into brilliant blog.
Both creative and logical, you come up with amazing ideas and insights.
A total perfectionist, you find yourself revising and rewriting posts a lot of the time.
You blog for yourself - and you don't care how popular (or unpopular) your blog is!

What's Your Blogging Personality?

Reeses Peanut Butter Cups

Very popular, one of you is not enough.

What Kind of Candy Are You?

Your Brain's Pattern

You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.
You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.
People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.
But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.

What Pattern Is Your Brain?

Your French Name is:

Valentine Leroux

What's Your French Name?

Bohemian Party

2005-10-30T00:22:00.000+10:00

www.bohemians@sja.com...hep! that's not a link okay. That's our Halloween Party title at school. Huh. This was my LAST. And I guess, this was the happiest...

I can't believe it. This was the last. And nothing will come ahead. Because an alumni will not be allowed to attend the Josephians Halloween Party. I believe that I gave the best that I can to enjoy this party. I did. And I will miss this Josephian tradition...

At this point, and even before this, I'm already thinking of graduation. And I hate it. 'Cause with Simon, it'll be hard for me. Super. Added my tropa, the upgrading facade of the school, the memories I will leave behind. Huh! If it's just proper to say that garduation stinks, ugggrhhh, I will shout it a million times! But it's part of my life, a stepping stone for a long-term goal, a way to reach my hardest dream. Change is necessary. But why the hell it is! I know that when that time comes, my feelings will change and even say that Graduation is the best. But my oh my, I don't want to leave them, I don't want this to be over. I want us all together forever. In communication, still catching up and still reuniting...and all because we miss each other so much!

Sentimentality may seem over sometimes. And I guess you see that to me. But this is my outlet.

I'm tired of this, I must admit. But in my life, I will never forget and I will always thank those people who made y life in my highschool years. Too early right?! It's okay dreary. At least you will know this early, never too late.

Ehem. I've been out with my subject. Lolz. But I'll continue this...

1st year (SC Adviser: Ms. Jane Salvador; SC Pres. Kimberly "Barok")- Spooky Night. I wasn't able to attend because I don't like to. It's late. It's far. And I don't know what I'll wear. So I will not be able to share this with you.

2nd year (SC Adviser: Ms. Jane again; SC Pres.; Reymer Salvador)- Pimpkin Eve. I also left it. Same reasons again. And I'm glad I didn't because I was able to sleep..tight.

3rd year (SC Adviser: Ms. Violy Nouay; SC Pres. Leo Del Mundo)- When Saints Go Retro. This time, because pluses are made for Geometry, I attended. And I was shy to get to the groove because this was my first. Songs are really appropriate for the theme but not for my taste. So when oldies songs are played, aside form YMCA and Buttercup, I seat comfortably at the side monoblocks.

4th year (SC Adviser: Ms. Aida Divinagracia; SC Pres. Alexis Aquino)- www.bohemians@sja.com- for long, wild, wild west dot bohemians at sja dot com. As I've said, I attended this. This was the moset memorable. And we danced until our energies be low. We danced in groups with my tropa or with Simon. And it was a blast!
How I want to repeat it but no matter how I wish, Time will always be gold. So better yet, leave that silly wish behind. About the songs, it was far better than retro songs, and we love it. From tradition, this was a little bit different because this was held at the SJA Hall because of the high energied rain.

If I look rude for not ending properly, SoRry! Because I dunno how will I end this. Maybe with a bye? So....Bye!

//Retreat//

2005-10-15T20:33:00.000+10:00

Wow! This three day was really fun! Well, the retreat itself was just like a lesson. Less tears but more laughs. Thanks to Father Chris of Mary Help of Christians Spirituality Center at Don Bosco Batulao, Batangas.

It wasn't the way I expected. I thought we'll have dorms but it was by rooms. I like dorms because it will be a sort of intimate bonding with each other. Although girls lang. Pero anyways, it will be a lifetime memory for me....for us! Because of St. Simon, I don't want to graduate na! Heheehe! Because the bonds we've made was superb! As in super! Well, Alo and Anshe SoRrY! Because I gave you the wrong account name! It's stsimon0506! Although the password is just the same, oki?!!

As of now, I will not be able to reiterate the whole thing that happened because at this very moment, I'm still writing it in my written diary.

So, can I go now. Uhmm, BTw, I just passed my form at UST! Kace sorry if I wasn't able to inform you that I will go there ha. Sorry talaga. I don't have a load and I was busy the whole weekdays that I didn't have time to tell you. Sorry ha

Uhmmm....

2005-10-08T21:32:00.000+10:00

Whew! The test at De La Salle University was damn! Grabe mas mahirap pa siya sa UP! Nice one! So my only chance is University of Santo Tomas? Sure! Rumours around says that USTET was just easy! Oh I hope so!

Well, I'm excited for our Retreat. Three days and two nights at Batulao Batangas! Yipee! I'm suuuuper excited to the heck that I already bought my needed things yesterday. Btw, we will depart on Wednesday!

But remember? I still have a wish I hoped to come true before October 12. Huh! Lord I'm still believing that miracles will happen! Whoooo!

Well, uhmmmm, I gave this composition a crappy title! Huh! Can't think of any! Actually, I'm not in the mood to blog!

Bothered

2005-10-01T22:19:00.000+10:00

I'm supposed to study my lessons for our 2nd periodic exam and review for my entrance test at De La Salle University- Manila. But I feel so idle to do things. So idle to the point that I just want to sleep.

I'm not nervous for tomorrow's entrance test but I'm bothered. Not by what the test will be like but what kind of environment they have there. How do they treat people and how does the world go round inside the four walls of De La Salle University. Although I had a cousin who studied there and a neighbor too, I still can't help it. Huh. Well, in terms of teaching methodology, I'm quite used to it. Because we have this teacher- master who graduated and still continues his Doctoral there. He uses their ways in us and besides,SJA is like a Class A university in one way or another.

Guess, I'm just giving myself an additional, unnecessary anxiety. Just pray and wish me luck okay? So that tomorrow will be a fine and easy day! How I hope! And another thing...please pray that my long endeavor will happen before October 12! Pleaseee! Uhmmm soorry if I can't share it now- uhmmm forever I guess because it's my personal volition. How hard I prayed for it to happen. But glad He gives me strength whenever I feel like falling down.

Now, I'm going to write another composition for our
class blog and end this perturbance to make my day a little bit happier. And before I say my "goodbye" temporarily, I just want to tell you that I'm grateful to have YOU as a part of my life- yes, I mean you...the one who's reading it now. That is for all and for everything that you have done fo me. May it be simple or not. I do wish too that all your endeavors will come true. Thank you for the smiles that you wrought in my face- uhmmm, don't get me wrong- I'm still to live. I just want to take this chance to tell you how much I'm grateful! Hey, have a good day!

N.B. If some of my grammar was wrong, bear with me 'coz I didn't proofread this. Besides, to err is HUMAN...

St. Simon Blog

2005-09-17T21:37:00.000+10:00

St. Simon goes online! Not only at friendster but also through blog! We decided to make one last Thursday I guess, if I'm not mistaken. Well, there's no primary reason why we made such. It's just that we want to make an account of the bondings we have made.

How many times have I said that I really, really love this section? Huh! Can't remember! I really love the composition of my classmates. Boys aren't mayabang and girls are not that maarte. Just right to make an unforgettable section. Yeah, I mean it. It's really unforgetable.

Well, if you want to read our accounts, you're very much invited! Hope you'll enjoy.
St. Simon's Blog

Btw, it's our distribution of cards today. And because yesterday was raining and pools were made out of the roads, we didn't have classes. So today, we went to school to fix our room and to decorate it. Well, we made a nicie job! (hehehe, I'm not being biased ha!)

Uhmm, these are my grades. And I promise to improve it. It's just that this first grading that not into serious study!
N.B. Our school's highest possible grade: 95. Our grading system really gives a low score compared to others but the standard- I'm not bragging the name of our school,
St. Joseph's Academy Las Pinas- but it's high.
Religion- 87 (sooo holy huh!)

Filipino- 85

English- 83 (I love this subject, but di ko feel ang Sentence patterns!)

Math- 76 (I know that I'm not born as a math whiz! So, tangganp ko!)

Physics- 75 (the damn physics! at least I passed, right?! Yippee!)

Ap- 85

TLE (Comp. and Statistics)- 81

Mapeh- 87 (uhmmm...)

Ep- 93 ( that's really something, huh!)

Conduct- 88 (sa mga katabi kong maingay, naka 88 pa ko! hehehe!)

This is it! hey, don't forget to drop by our blog ha?
http://stsimon0506.blogspot.com/
in case you want to link it!

DOPPSA Opening

2005-09-10T22:50:00.000+10:00

The Diocese of Parañaque's Parochial Schools Association or DOPPSA was held in our school last Friday, September 9, 2005. Our school was the host for the year's event. Whoo! Nice!

At first, I was hesitant to attend the opening but I'm needed there as an officer- I mean class officer. But I'm glad I did. I ushered St. Andrew's School but supposedly mine was Veritas Parochial School.

We were dismissed early. So Mara and I ate at McDo. We had an alay lakad! And OMG! I didn't realize that McDo Kabihasnan was sooo far from our school! I'm perspiring a lot when we enter McDo!

What's so funny is that when I saw a bus full of varisities, I knew that they will come for the DOPPSA. But we weren't sure if it's Veritas or what. Then I started waving my hands not looking at them. I was astonished when Mara said, "Uy! Kumakaway din!!". I looked back, truly, one was waving!

We oath to look for that guy when we reach school. After the parade and the opening ceremony, we started looking for him. We went to SJA hall then to the Boy's quad. When we realized the badluck, we went back to the Nipa Hut near our classroom. We saw Joei talking at two cute boys from Veritas. I was hesitant at first to ask who the guys where but I decided to do so. And what a coincidence! They were the guys who waved at us! With the excitement, we asked their names then I took pictures with them. Although you can't see it now because I'm too lazy to upload the pic in my photobucket to tag here.

All in all, I didn't regret coming up there. Besided, it's my last year at school. And I should make the most out of it. Go Josephians!

Two Memorable Days

2005-09-01T22:07:00.000+10:00

I can't believe it! Because at the start, even at the previous days, there wasn't a single trace of victory. Not even a morsel.

During practices bonding time, playing 123 pass and partying were more evident than Broadway practices, except the night practices huh. I fancy winning but the thought of it was out of line- if this was our case.

But it is so surprising! Winning the BROADWAY, Defeating the best section, Making history! Ohhhh! It was sooo Overwhelming to hit the prize! Actually, I was anticipating Peter to win but SAN SIMON flowed out from the mouth of Ms. Padicio- one of the judges! And of course, jumping, yelling, crying and screaming wasn't enough for us to express how we really feels inside.

THE BROADWAY ITSELF: Yeah, the broadway itself was superb! Audience shreiked, cheered and laughed till they cry their heart out! It was the best of all performances we had. We really gave our best! And it was all worth it!
The genies- ohhh wow! They really made the audience laughed and ooohed with admiration. The choir- yes, they move in perfect motion. The girls- yeah, they danced their best. The other characters- they inserted some impromtu scenes with no heck! And me- I did my best...

Because we won, we will perform at the following day atSJA hall. Of course, our performance today wasn't the same as yesterday. But we made the audience laughed and happy- of course!

But oh glory! We also won for the overall, the DAYORAMA contest! Thank you Lord! It was more than we expected! whooo!

ST. Simon batch 05- 06>> Champion>> Broadway and Dayorama for the Linggo ng Wika.

Tomorrow, will never be the same as those three weeks of practices. No more asking of time. No more props making. No more free time. No more 123 pass. No more nerve shaking sensations. No more practices. But as long as I live, these are times that I'll really cherish. All of IV- St. Simon. All of it. I'm glad that He put me there. And I'm proud of it!

GO SAN SIMON! Make your mommy proud!

Broadway Practices...

2005-08-27T20:53:00.000+10:00

Still busy at this point (in my life...), but I'm happy, happy that our Broadway is far more better than the other (I don't mean sections!) days of practices.

Last night we went home past 9. And that was our best practice ever! Our energy and execution was high! It's as if it's our actual presentation. The choir..the genies..the choreographies and everything was great- and our party too! Chig chig chig chig-chig chig chig chig! Whew! I really wish that on the actual play, we'll do great! As in super! I know God will help us to do our utmost. Whew! (I'm not in the mood to make my english a bit like fourth year! SOund like fourth year and be like of fourth year's)

We practiced kanina pero nothing happened. No practice..just bonding time and party! Btw, happy birthday to Katrina! Ang sarap ng pancit!

I'd really like to win, but you know what, the bond we've made is more than enough for me to be happy!

Sana marami pang bonding moments!

Busy

2005-08-20T23:16:00.000+10:00

Well, I've finished adding a template for Alo. I dunno if he'll like it. Hope he does. If not, oooohhhhh! But the truth of the matter is, he must like it! No matter what happen. You can see it anyway- for you to judge.

I'm busy, super! With our Broadway coming next, next Monday (please pray for us!), our speech to be delivered in English first week next month and passing of form at
La Salle.

With regards to (sounding like Ms. Mendoza, huh!) my periodical tests, it's kinda okay but not very satisfactory. As usual, because it's Algebra, I failed Math. But good thing I passed Physics, although I still need 7 points to pass. In English, I got a mark higher than passing but it will be a lot more higher if the direction was revised according to the usual. But anyways, it's already done. Huh, Filipino...when will I see mine, huh? Will I wait another week?

Tomorrow, we'll go to mass together with my classmates. I'm happy that we're this close! As I've said many times over, I'm glad that I belonged too Fourth Year St. Simon! Huh! I hope gard will be ten more years!

Flood of Pictures,,,

2005-08-19T23:25:00.000+10:00

Advisory: The next thing that you will see under are pictures. Not just two or three- I mean many. If your having a dilemma if what I'm writing is true, better see yourself.

Patience is a Virtue. Some may not be seen in an INSTANT!

You saw me writing about my recent gala at Sampaloc. Now, I got these pics I wanted. Without further a do, I'll now begin to copy the tags! Btw, thanks Photobucket!

Know us first!

Top (L-R): Erika and Mara
Bottom (L-R): Tina, Sheena (oh brother! It's me!) and Caralyne

Another Version

Tina, Me and Cara! Whoa!

Prettie Mara and Prettie, Yummy Erika! Lolz!

Barkada pic no. 3!

The next loads that you'll see are different versions of our- Tina, Sssheena and Cara's- pics!

Kinda mataray ang dating!

Just a smile....

Lakas ng 3rp! Sobra!

*Think of a nice pose please! huh!

Through the clickable Kodak chuva, I had this printed and 3 others!

Ehe! Now, it's you'll see pics in random!

Too bad, Tofen's not here! Miss you na gurl!

Ang pangit ko! (I mean in THIS particular pic ha!)

Sister's Act?

Taray ng face- koh! As usual!

Video seen separately! Yeah, because Mara videoed this.

The closer I get...

Wow! Ecka ang Me!

Nice Ericka! Halos sakop ang both sides ng screen!

I got this printed too! As I've said, at the Clickable Kodak Chuva!

One cute pic, huh!

Beszie!

bestzie!

Tama bang "ang arte" ang maging caption?!

This one's different from the other- much cuter, much nicer!

Actually, there's still alot more. But heavens! I'm already tired! I still have a practice tomorrow for our Broadway at Alo'splace. Gtg!

Yesterday at Sampaloc, Manila...

2005-08-13T21:59:00.000+10:00

Yesterday was a blast! As in super! Yeah, it sure is 'cause we went at Mara's place.

It was my firsts- first time to visit theirs, first time at Doroteo Jose, first time to eat a whole chicken with my tropa, first time to watch 13 Ghosts, first time to see Ruth, first time to- huh- I'm getting tired of thinking! But really, that day- Aug. 12, 2005- was fun.

Well, going there, there was this instance when we tried to pass through this big post (bear with me, I find it hard to explain!). The space alloted for us to pass was just small- as in sooo small. And, if we'd make a wrong move, definitely, we'll fall on this muddy water! So, what's funny about my face, expression (as said by Tina who kept on laughing at me?) Hehehe, Lolz. But seriously, I felt nervous passing through. I don't want to get soaked in the muddy, filthy water!

Inside their house, we watched, as I've said, 13 ghosts then after that we went soundtrippin' and posed- for the cam! I'll let you see those after saving it to photobucket! And Mara, I'M WAITING!

As of now, I can't tell my story in a specific and detailed way. Why? `Cause I already detailed it on my written diary and I'm NOT a broken disc na tumatalbog. I'm not angry ha,'m just explaining. And, I'm just tired writing. I have lots of things to do! Although it's not sooo important. Well anyway, I'm sick--witha all this! BAngag lang ako pasensya na kayo ha

To get rid of my kabaliwan, I'll end my post na! Bye!
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Hoooh!

2005-08-07T01:48:00.000+10:00

You don't know how it feels. It's like jumping and shouting isn't enough. I'm soooo RELIEVED! You don't know what I feel now that it's oveeerrr! Hoooh! Heaven! You really don't know how it feels after an UPCAT

My long wait is finally over! I mean a WAIT in a negative way, you know, I wished it will move and move forever! Hoooh! But now, it's OVER!!!

I woke up past 7. I ate my breakfast and took a shower, then fled away to UP Diliman. We were there earlier than we expected so we had an early lunch at KFC near Ateneo.

At Malcolm Hall I waited not so long before we were allowed to enter. I "flopped" hard and hoped that my guesses are right. Then seeing the booklet, I got nervous but I told myself, be OPTIMISTIC. I tried hard to think that it's just easy--to boost my ego.

Well, about the test itself, I didn't find it hard--to guess! Lolz! But not so rampant. Of course, I also used my scratch paper--we have to pass it--and it's so awful to see my sracth paper blank! (As if I'm good in mental arithmetic!!!) Hehehe! And in terms of Sciences, good thing Physics questions are just 2 or 3. It's more of Bio and Chem but damn! Bio nga, puro mahirap na Genetics naman! Wala akong alam dun eh! And in English- chicken! Hehehe! Pun NOT intended. I mean it! Hahaah!

Going home we ate at ATRIUM HOTEL. My aching head was restored in it's normal psyche. Good thing! And the ice cream--it's sooo yummy! But it's sooo expensive--no exaggeration, common sense!

You know, before the test, before this day I promised myself that when it's over--when the UPCAT's over, I'll indulge myself in Net Surfing and Sound Trippin'. That's my consolation for reading thick book(s) in preparation for the College Admission test. Hoooh! Here's some test I had! Hehehe!

Which Royalty Are You? Find out! By Nishi.

You are a Queen!
Beautiful, Wise, Strong
Righteous, Commanding, Humble

You are the beautiful and compassionate Queen. You are the epitomy of what every woman should be. You are confident, bold, aggressive, smart, womanly and feminine. You know the right thing to do and do it. You command respect and earn praise. You are moral and loving. In times of trouble, you draw strength from within, and are a source of strength for others.
::Astig dba? QUEEN ako!::

Which Woman of Beauty Are You? Find out! By Nishi.

You are a Jungle Beauty!
You are strong - both physically, mentally, and
as a woman. You are very sensual and like
a panther - sleek, powerful, charged!
::Sheena nga eh, it means Queen of the Jungle::
::Doesn't it fit so well?::
::Hehehe::

Know me through BLoGThings!

2005-08-01T19:39:00.000+10:00

You Are 15 Years Old

15

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

Your Japanese Name Is...

Yukako Aburakoji

What's" your Japanese Name?

You Are 60% Weird

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Next Week!

2005-07-31T23:53:00.000+10:00

Next week- make or break! It's tough, I know- who says it's not by the way? Taking an UPCAT- University of the Philippine's College Admission Test! Everyone would say "ang hirap nian!!!" And I'm not an exception to the rule!

Yes, I've been reviewing- on my own and listening from school lectures because they're also included in it. Some of those I talked to said that the UPCAT is easy but you have to be in the quota. If not, goodbye. So that means, it's still hard. Non quota course are easier- as usual.

Well, I can sense that DLSU CET- De La Salle University's College Entrance Test will be a lot easier- same as with UST.

But whether I still have choices for College, I still want to pass the test itself and the quota for UP.

And---I hope that you'll PRAY for me (for us!)

So start now!

(Are you commencing?)

(I said start!)

(Are you blind, illiterate or what?!?)

(I said PRAY for us!)

Puhlease?

THANKS!!!!!

::Sweet 16::

2005-07-28T22:07:00.000+10:00

Sweet 16! OMG! Can't believe this! Well, I have to say my thanks first:

1. to my parents who brought me up in this world,

2. to the doctors of Makati Medical Center who helped my mom bringing me here,

3. to all who greeted me; personally, thru messaging and thru friendster,

4. to all who gave me stuffs and remembrances-

::to my parents who gave me a celebration, a pair of nice shoes and Sweet 16 boquet!

::to Anshe who gave me a pick as a remembrance,

::to Gracia and Joei who gave me a scanned pic of....,

::to Philip who gave me a burnt cd,

::to Arvin for the message in my english notebook,

::to my seatmates who gave me a cake! lolz!

::and to all who ate with me during our Ap

::to Tina who made libre for the first time!

::to Jing who gave me NIps

::and to all peepz!

Hehehe! Thanks!

>>>

New Skin and Blogthings!

2005-07-25T01:27:00.000+10:00

Yeah, it's a new skin. I'm bored with my old one. It's also hard to navigate- well that's according to my friends.

This one's a little sophisticated and not too girlish. I hope you like it. As much I did at the first time I saw it.

Another Topic::

Quizzes, but NOT at school. I mean blog quizzes- they're fun to answer! I don't know if all are true. Or if they're just making fun of bloggers- like me. But still they're fun esp. when answers are favorable to you.

And because my birthday's near, I asked what does my birthdate meant.

(De ja vu...I dunno why...)

Your Birthdate: July 28

Your birth on the 28th day of the month (1 energy) adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your Life Path.
The number 1 energy suggest more executive ability and leadership qualities than you path may have indicated.
A birthday on the 28th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach.

Unlike much of the other 1 energy, this birthday is one that endow with the ability to start a job and continue on until it is finished.
You may prefer to use the broad brush, but you can handle details as well.
You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed.
You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Here's another...

Your Hidden Talent

Nassan na yung karugtung nung tag? Pag wala kayong nakita...ewan ko nalang!

Last...

http://www.quizdiva.net/shortestpersonalitytest/white.jpg"> %20color="#000000">You are pure, moral, and adaptable.You tend to blend into your surroundings.Shy on the outside, you' friends.
You believe that you live a virtuous life...And you tend to judge others with a harsh eye.As a result, people tend to crave your approval.

The World's Shortest Personality Test

This one's kinda true with me...

Oh boy I'm sick and tired! BYe!

::Sleep Walk::

2005-07-23T22:20:00.000+10:00

It's kinda funny. But really, there were two cases wherein I walked, sleeping.

One was like this: I slept early. My head ached because of Physics that's why. It wasn't a minute before I fell in a deep slumber. But I was astonished when I found myself about to sleep, again, on my mother's bed. I heard my sis asking, "O, diyan ka matutulog?" I tried hard to answer her but I just murmured.

Another one was like this. This one's really funny. When I told this to my friends, they laughed at my, would you call that mishap? Or what?

So, it's like this....

It was 1 in the morning when I thought I was to take a bath. So I went out. I wasn't really sleeping. I'm conscious. But I guess, my sub conscious also works. Two in one, if that's what you call it. I stood out long outside the door of the bathroom. I was looked at my mom who was looking at me at a distance. I knew she was it. And it's really she. I entered the bathroom- without even closing the door- standing there with my eyes closed for a long time. Then I told myself, "ang aga pa, tulog muna ako". I went back in my room to sleep. But I thought I left my clothes there- I really thought I did get my clothes!- and decided to get it later. 2:15, I woke up to see the time. I thought it was time to wake up- and take a bath. But I was wrong!

I don't know why my brain was denominated by me wanting to take a bath!

But it was funny huh!

Anyways, I made this one yesterday!

Tag It!

2005-07-17T00:32:00.000+10:00

three names you go by:
1. Sheena
2. Sheng
3. Cindy

three physical things you like about yourself:
1. My chinita eye
2. My Luscious Lips
3. My body curve!

three physical things you don't like about yourself:
1. My nose!
2. My teeth!
3. My height!

three parts of your heritage:
1. Filipino
2. Chinese
3. Roman Catholic

three things that scare you:
1. Death of both me and my loved ones
2. Scary Movies
3. Flunked subject

three of your everyday essentials:
1. Cheese, as in money.
2. Brush or hair doctor
3. Lip gloss
(too vain!)

three of your favorite musical artists:
1. Christina Aguilera
2. Jojo
3. Kyla
(can't think of any...)

three of your favorite songs:
1. Tell Me Where It Hurts and Especaially For You (MYMP)
2. Your Song (Parokya Ni Edgar)
3. Till They Take My Heart Away (Kyla)

three things you want in a relationship:
1. Honesty that goes with Trust, or the other way around
2. Balance of Humor and Seriousness
3. Love, love, love

three lies and truths in no particular order:
lies:
1. I'm Ugly.
2. I'm boring.
3. I don't love myself.

truths:
1. I'm humorous
2. I love writing and speaking
3. I'm SUPERB!

three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you:
1. IQ
2. EQ
3. Physical Attributes

three of your favorite hobbies:
1. Net surfin'
2. Sound, Food and Mall Trippin'
3. Laughin' out Loud

three things you want to do really badly now:
1. Kailangang Bumawi!
Sa Physics, sa A.P at English!
2. Study! Arrgh!
3. Fall in a deep Slumber!

three careers you're considering/you've considered:
1. Undisputed, top payed Actress!
2. Most sought after Broadcaster
3. Prank Caller!

three places you want to go on vacation:
1. Amanpulo, Philippines
2. Angel's Falls
3. Florence, Italy

three kid's names you like:
1. Sydney
2. Mikki
3. Sam

three things you want to do before you die:
1. Settle all my billions
2. Purchase all my Most wanted Places
3. and...to say the deepest and my last I love you to them- to those I love

three ways that you are stereotypically a girl:
1. I love to dress
2. ...to fix (myself)
3. and...to look at hours on the mirror

three celeb crushes:
1. Ben Afleck
2. Daniel Radcliffe
3. Orlando Bloom

my turn to tag...
three people that i would like to see take this quiz:
1. Maverick Christine
2. Mei
3. Kang

Classroom Pics!

2005-07-16T23:11:00.000+10:00

Yeah! Classroom pics! We shot this at St. Peter's room during lunch break! Although we're not supposed to stay in the classrooms because of some reasons, of which, I guess you know. Shut up! Don't tell them that we did stayed even if I'm a Campus Disciplinary Officer! Abusing of Power- yeah- and it really comes when you're on it. But glad BAR-B-QUE didn't caught us! Hahaha!

Oi Luk was the caption. O diba ang gagaling mag inarte!

Hehehe!

This one is also cute! Wala si Mara, kasi, siya ang nagpipicture. Wala si Tina, kasi, nagwawalis sa kabilang klasrum!

Bhezzzt Buds!

O hiyeeh!

As in....

Forever Friends. Stick Together Like a Bubble Gum.

Another Version!

Lam kong pangit ako dito. Kaya wag nio nang ulitin pa!

It's our turn naman ni Erika. If ever sawa na kayo samin ni Mara!

Hehehe! Lolz!

And...

Erika and Caralyne naman!

There's nothing left. And we already went down. We were afraid to be caught!

My SPECIAL THANKS goes to,Carmina MARA Yuson Racela for the pics.

And of course, to my tropa:

Cristofen Ann Marret Posadas Alamil

Even if nasa St. Therese na siya,

Francine Erika D. Garcia

Kahit na parati niya akong inaaway! Hehehe!,

Caralyne Joy Francisco De Belen

My friend na classmate ko nung 2nd year

and

Tina Marie Sosa Selva

Na kaparehas kong baptized!

Thanks to all of you- You who made my life in St. Joseph's Academy spicy, happy and superb!

I love you all

I'm always here ^^, up there, for all of you

::The Pacific Park Place::

2005-07-09T22:41:00.000+10:00

The ambience...the scenery...the pool...the very place itself is so charming. It's the definition of The Pacific Park Place. If I were to chose between this and Splash Island. I'll choose the pool inside the village. It's so nice! Super! Actually, my sis and I didn't swim that much. We reveled much on picture takings! But sorry, we didn't used a digital cam that's why you can't see it now. And if ever you will, I don't think you'll hate it. But if you're more of a slide- pool type- still you won't hate it- because there's a slide there- the only difference is, it's not for pools!

It's really fun there. If ever you'll go, I hope you'll have fun- as much as I did. The only thing I hate is my tanned skin. But it seems that it's "bagay" to me!

Hahaha!

Happy birthday Dianne Joei!

Johnny Mnemonic

2005-07-06T20:43:00.000+10:00

Filmshowing in Computer...as a preparation/ preview- whatever!- for us as a PROGRAMMER:) Woooh! Programmer! A thing that makes my ego and my heart thump!

Well, the movie is a cyber- what's the term? I forgot. It was a nice movie- kinda (as long as it interrups classes, it's nice!) It wasn't that long to the point that it didn't even ate all the time in Physics. Chh! I thought we'll going to have a game if the computer will be restored. Jeff Din restored it. But what? We went directly to our room for a regular sched! Chh!

Well, all in all, to sum it up, as a whole- whatever!- my day was nice. Although we'll going to have a test in Algebra tomorrow!

Pray me luck! Hope I'll pass it! Hope my calculator will have an instant answer! Ohhh puhlease! Pray me luck. Break my leg.

Sana ma perfect ko (as if naman! hehehe)

Bye!

::.1st July Post.::

2005-07-03T20:26:00.000+10:00

Wasn't able to update yesterday because of blogger! It's heck. It's technical difficulties! How awful!

Well, as usual, school's fun. But I hate the fact that Pizarro and Valerie won. They're not my bet. And besides, I want a fourth year as the SC Secretary. Better if all my classmates won. But congratulations to Alexis! I know you long want to be the SC President! Mabuhay Saint Simon! Mabuhay Mommy Jane! Mabuhay Daddy! Mabuhay Pilipinas!

Another topic:: Got to look on these pics from St. Simon's picture host!But I can't tag it because there are some terms that would cost me a cheese!

Try to visit it because it's fun. Although I know for a fact that if you're not from us, you can't relate with it. But at least you saw OUR SIDE of WORLD!