On My Way to Neverland

I cant put myself to sleep last night. I don't know but the sweet december air should do its magic in lulling me to sleep. I have just finished reading two books in a row. And I have again traversed the road to geekiness.

So I lie awake staring at the starless sky and in a few minutes, the rain started pouring. I pull my sheets closer and still, I cant fall asleep. I opened Pinky and started writing in my Macjournal. You know what I came up with? I came up with 10 agenda. 10 things I have to do on or before 2010. Those were silly things. One of which includes buying my mom and myself an original LV bag. But the number one in my list was to do good in my job, whatever it is. I'd be happy if I'll get to accomplish some, if not all, of the things written in there.

I finished writing in my Macjournal. Locked it with a password. Closed Pinky's clamshell and went to bed. Still, no chance. I lie in my back, in my side, turning and tossing. I got up again. I remember that I have these questionnaire on English grammar given by Maui in my not-so-active-but-quite-active-GMG-days. I got a pen and started answering page by page until I yawn and tired myself out.

I closed the lights. Started humming. Started thinking. What will I be in the next two to five years. What have I achieved by then. What. Where. Who. When. Those sorts of questions just did the trick. I journeyed in my own Neverland.

Fade to black.

A Happy Teary Finale

INT. EGI Room 21++. DAY.

ATE JAD rummages through a pile of animoism shirts. JACKIE and KAYMEE sit in the sofa.

ATE JAD:
Nakuha niyo na lahat ng cards nyo?

KAYMEE:
Yung thesis po ung finale eh, kinakabahan po kami sa grade namin.

Kaymee gets bored and stands beside Ate Jad.

ATE JAD:
Sino mentor nyo?

JACKIE:
Ah si Dr. Diaz po.

Kaymee receives a text message. Kaymee gets hold of her phone and reads the message aloud.

KAYMEE:
Jac, pinapapunta na tayo, ngayon na, sa dept.

Jackie looks nervous.

JACKIE:
Ha? Bakit daw?

Kaymee calls Ariane.

KAYMEE:
Hello? Ariane? Bakit?

(inside Jackie's head)
JACKIE:
Lord, what's happening?!

KAYMEE:
Ate Jad, una na muna kami. Bad news daw eh.

JACKIE:
Ha? Anung bad news? Ha?!

INT. EGI Stairs. Day.

Kaymee and Jackie go to the elevator area of 21st floor. The elevator does not respond. Again, on the 20th floor. Nadah. Again, on the 19th, nadah. They both go down using the stairs, sweaty and silent.

(inside Jackie's head)
JACKIE:
We didnt plagiarize. Not even a single line. No no.
Hail Mary full of grace...
Lord have mercy...


Kaymee and Jackie reaches the 9th floor of the building. Elevator opens. They go in. A person gets-in in every floor. Jackie gets furious.

JACKIE:
Wah! Mamaya na muna kayo bumaba!!

Kaymee, and all the people inside the elevator, looks at Jackie.

JACKIE:
Kayms, labas mo na ID mo para tuluy tuloy na mamaya.

INT. 2nd F Miguel Hallway. Day.

ARIANE sits outside the department, with lauren, les, kat pasigan, malia, jill, sara and other commarts people.

Kaymee and Jackie arrive, gasping.

KAYMEE:
Ariane, ano nangyari?

Ariane looks stern.

ARIANE:
Girls, upo muna kayo.

Jackie stares at Ariane. The later's eyes are glistening. Tears fall down of Jackie's eyes. Kaymee also cries.

(inside Jackie's head)
JACKIE:
Lord ayaw kong ma-delay. Lord, huwag pong zero. Pleasee.

Ariane smiles, weirdly. Everyone beside her does the same. She shows their 13-page graded thesis proposal , with their mentor's signature and comments and the grade, 3.0

Jackie continues crying, tears of joy. Kaymee beats Ariane in the arms, and everywhere.

JACKIE (in tears):
Loka loka ka Ariane!

KAYMEE:
Palibhasa hindi ka late kaya pinag-tripan mo kami! Hmp!

Thesismates hug each other.

Fade to black.

End of Term Post

It's odd writing an entry, typing it rather, in a cellphone on a half empty theater, waiting for Enchanted in the big screen. Another me-moment I never had for a couple of months. Well guess what, the term is finally over and it was once again a "thank-God-for-friends-kind-of-term". It was mentally draining, emotionally baffling, physically exhausting.

Stories were told in screenplays, artsy fartsy stuff done in segments, drama in litelec, craft of journalism in jornpra and real lives in thscam1. I know, I know, I wouldn't have survived this term without a whole lot of people and now I'd like to take the chance to thank them all!

My uber uber friends (do I need to mention you guys?) who are always there rain or shine, my uber ebay mates and segment peeps (let's rejoice it's all over, i think we all deserve a 4.0, haha ring a bell?) my uber aunt who continuously pamper me and take me shopping when desperate times call for it, manang who cooks good dinner when mum's not around and when i arrive home in the evening from that cursed editing bay, mang norman and mang ed (i know my charm never fails me when it comes to borrowing equipments), pinky my lappy who did not die on me when i burned 5 dvds on her- poor pinky, my folks who always give utmost care and concern each time i go home late because of jornpra, and my God Who knows how hard everything is and how hard i work for them. We will receive all the fruits, come tuesday! (Kahit kabado pa rin sa Thscam1)

Whew, that's from an eight-page text message saved in my draft. So anyhooo, I enjoyed Enchanted, I mean, who didn't? True love's kiss. So cheesy, pero napaisip ako when will mine come, or will it ever come? So much with love love and love.

I also had my eye checked this afternoon. I should have done this few weeks or even a month ago, but I cannot find time. Hence, my doctor ended up giving me a looooooooooong sermon. First, my eye prescription went up. Again. From 425 to 475. It actually has a pattern. Every 6 months, my grade goes up by 50. She also said that I should stop reading or read less because my left eye according to doctora "parang gusto niyang magka-astigmatism". Lord, mas mahal ang contacts ng may astigmatism so please huwag muna. I still have books lined up that I want to finish by new year. So that's lecture 1.

Second, she found out that I've been extending my use of contacts. Supposedly, a pair should only last for a maximum of two months, but with me, since I have no time, I usually extend it to three months. She lectured me on protein build up yada yada. I shouldn't abuse my eyes by using contacts too long blah blah.

Third, use eyeglasses more often. Oo na joy, if you're reading, tama ka, tama ka. When contacts are used too long, it can cause a tear in your eyes daw so it's always better to use eyeglasses. So there, matapos akong pagalitan she gave me a set of contacts good for a year, with dates written all over the box to remind me that I need to change it on those days. And because my mom's in such a good mood, she agreed to buy me new pair of glasses. Doctora is also mabait, she gave me a Christmas present hehe.

Ang gastos talaga ng buhay. Wala pang Christmas shopping sa lagay na 'yan. Tomorrow is dentist day, Sunday shopping day, Monday fun day with uber friends(di pala tayo naka pag pictorial sa amphi with the Christmas lights and all). Wala, butas din ang bulsa! We'll go home Tuesday night. I miss hooooooome. I miss fresh air, fresh foods, fresh everything! I miss cold December nights in the province, where the only best thing to do is just cuddle up under the covers, read a book and listen to good music. Yawn. Love it.

Happy vacay everyone! Good luck on Tuesday!

A Diary in the Past

It's been awhile!

I'm running out of ideas and concepts to develop into a story. I cant no longer wring my brain for it became dry and dull after reading such scholarly journals for thesis. And yet tonight, would again be one of those sleepless nights, with the aroma of coffee reaching my nostrils and caffeine filling my body (and palpitations thereafter).

Since stories should have a connection with the storyteller, I heed the advice of Sir Doy, "search your memory archive". And so I did. Diaries are the best memory keepers. And I remembered this pink diary with a bear cover I kept during my elementary days. I decided to keep it even if I always throw junks inside my drawer.

Surprisingly, the heart lock is still intact, and the key is still inside the pink pouch in my drawer. I opened the diary and as I flip through the pages, dried red rose petals fell off. I guess this was the first rose I have ever received so I placed it there.

I skimmed and read the entries which were written way back 1999. I smiled and laughed as those memories came back to life. And I thought, the way I write before and the way I write now, has not changed much. And although each entry is seemingly incoherent, they entail different emotions, and up until now, I can still feel those emotions on love (yeah!), friendship and fear. I'm also amazed on my "present participle tense" knowledge at the age of eight. And my Subject Very Agreement! I owe it to my English teachers, Mrs. Mercado, Mrs. Gemzon, and I wouldnt forget Ms. Calamaza.

And I think I'm left with something to ponder on and develop into a story. I just hope it works, just like how my story on Manliklik did.

On a lighter note, three more weeks of school! Three more weeks guys! Let's see.

-Two more Segment Videos.
-A Thesis Research Paper.
-Jornpra Reflection Paper 5.
-Jornpra Visit to Civil Society Org.
-Jornpra Final Paper.
-Litelec Final Paper.
-Litelec Visit to Community Theater.
-Litelec to watch Insiang. (Super thanks Jason!!!)
-Wrifilm Final Screenplay
-Society Talk Back (done!)
-Media Speakers Series (Direk Carlitos Siguion Reyna on Monday!!!)
-That's all.
-Want more?
-Bring it on.

Manliklik, I need you more than ever. Bring Bioman with you, ha?

On Getting Old

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Nineteen years ago, a baby was born and she was to be named Therese. The Roman Catholic Church celebrates the feast of Saint Therese that day when her mother was having her labor in a small clinic. Her father was rather fierce. He wants all his children's name to start with the letter J, like his beloved wife's name, Juliet. And so the baby was named Jacqueline. Not Therese, not even a second name.

Nineteen years of existence. That is something to be thankful for. And then again it seems too fast. I don't want to rush. I want to slow down and savor every day of my adventure, every day of my existence.

To all those who have been with me in my 19th year here on earth, here's a butterbeer. Cheers to y'all! Thank you thank you thank you. Jackie loves you!

Things We Do for Love

Everything's falling into the right place, right time, as of three in the afternoon. I'm rummaging through a stack of papers in my study desk when I suddenly remembered that something is to be done. Poof!!! The sript for the litcircle's event tomorrow.

Kembell Lentejas, if you were not my friend and my classmate since first grade, I will not do the favor you are asking from me. I cannot write a script in a day's time! but I did it out of love. And I don't speak that well before a huge crowd! but I will do it, again, out of love. (Mahal talent fee ha. Christian Go, kailan ang bayaran? Joke lang.)

Before I started keying-in words and sentences in straight Filipino, I opened my e-mail and received an e-owl from the sorting hat! It has sorted me in Gryffindor house! I'm so happy but the smile instantaneously vanished when I opened another e-owl from a muggle professor, ms. bacalla (it's 3:15). We have to photocopy a 30-page reading for the jornpra discussion tomorrow. Very well. Very well indeed. 30 pages, for tomorrow. Ahh. Are these the things professors do out of love?


On a lighter note, the first four days of the week was okay. Monday was recitation day for Litelec (that up until now I cannot comprehend the connection of Oedipus and the building of a city state) Tuesday, the big UAAP game, and ariane's christening unto the LRT2 world! Wednesday, a big day for cam thesis people! Orientation led by Dr. Diaz (see picture-- c/o Henrik B., and surprise surprise, thscam1=introre days). Thursday, fun activity in Wrifilm, exchanging of "triggers" (one liner that starts a story) and writing a 50-word story about it.

My "trigger" came from Majet. She wrote, "Habang nagpapalipas oras, napatingin ako sa langit at natulala sa aking nakita."

I continued,
"Habang nagpapalipas oras, napatingin ako sa langit at natulala sa aking nakita. Naalala ko ang kababata kong si Carla, at ang masasayang araw nang aming paglalaro bago siya pumuntang Amerika. Noo'y sabay namin itong nakita. Pero sana ngayon'y nakikita rin ito ni Carla. Ang bahag-haring simbolo ng pagkakaibigang kay ganda."

...Oh I also had a scrumptious dinner date with my fab aunt last night. We had a greasy peking duck wrapped in soft taco, glazed with hoisin sauce. Yum, forget the cholesterol. And haagen dazs after, summer berries and strawberry cheesecake ice cream. Double yum, forget the glucose. Slept with a heavy and bulging tummy.

Hay time flies too fast. Any spell to stop time? Stupefy?!

I'm keeping my fingers crossed. God save me from the 30-page reading and the (never ending) recitation for Litelec tomorrow. I know He will do it out of love too. :)

Busy Thoughts

Sorry for the unorganized flow of thoughts.

What an inexpressible delight. I just finished Harry Potter Book 7 The Deathly Hallows. And I must say, I am so deeply in love with Rowling. I can't wait for her Whodunit novel! Too bad, I did not take the rowling litelec class. Arghhh. Oh, we will be attending a "discussion" about HP on the 29th! I cannot wait. I'll be going with my girls, my thesismates!


I swear I will have to save moolah to buy this collection in Amazon.com

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Lately, I have been too attached to the song Wake Me Up When September Ends. Kasi naman, when September Ends, eh birthday ko na. I'll be one year older. And people expect you to be more mature when you come of age. It's pressuring that way. Anyway, I wont let pressure hit me, not until i turn 20! Well what better thing to do than make a birthday wishlist. But I'm afraid this list will just remain as wishes as I am really running out of moolah. I went shopping yesterday. Shirts, blouses, and a pair of denim. I was about to buy a bag, but I might go home emptyhanded so I have to let it go. I am so dying to have a pair of black pumps. And that Grendha sandals. Arghhh. I will make a wishlist, I just have to think what to put on the list!

Give me a second.

See, how unorganized my thoughts are?!

First Week

So what makes my week interesting? Not much though. The first week of the second term is by far the happiest I have encountered. I have good subjects! Well I planned on dropping Segment Production, but heck, imma just go with the flow. There's Wrifilm and Society, fun classes :) Litelec is okay. The discussions were not that engaging, but I constantly make an effort to participate in class. I hope that as we go further, ms malou would shed some light and bridge the connection of the origin of theater, oedipus & poetics, with the course drama and politics.

We had jornpra earlier. It was like being in a maze. There's lots of points to ponder. And the professor, she's good. She knows a lot (duh) to the extent that she's already contradicting herself, and she's an investigative journalist. I hope my classmates' expectations wouldnt just be limited to field trips. Grrr. Sorry if I find fieldtrips gibberish. Im not a fieldtrip-person.

Anyhooo, my thesismates and I are already planning on our thesis. Our deepest gratitude to dadaprofae for helping us out! I will be starting with the readings related to our proposed topic, and I have also started reading (a chapter a day) making documentaries by isabel kenny. It's hard to absorb every single word and idea of these books. By the end of the term, my brain will just.. poof! explode into pieces.

Byers!

The One Word Survey

You.
Can.
Only.
Type.
One.
Word.

Not as easy as you think.

1. Where is your cell phone?
- bed.

2. Your boyfriend?
- none.

3. Your hair?
- short.

4. Your mother?
- tv.

5. Your father?
- far.

6. Your favorite thing?
- book.

7. Your dream last night?
- unclear.

8. Your favorite drink?
- tea.

9. Your dream car?
- jaguar.

10. Say something about life?
- beautiful.

11. Your xBF?
- none.

12. Your fear?
- failing.

13. Where do you want to be in 10
years?
- NYC.

14. Who did you hang out with last
night?
- none.

15. What you're not good at?
- statistics.

16. Muffins?
- cupcakes.

17. When you DIE, u'd rather be
CREMATED or BURIED?
- cremated.

18. Where you grew up?
- cagayan.

19. Last place you've been to?
- school.

20. What are you wearing?
- shirt.


21. Where are you?
- sala.

22. Your pets?
- none.

23. Your computer?
- AOC


24. Your life?
- wonderful.

25. Your mood?
- happy.

26. Missing?
- someone.

27. What are you thinking about right
now?
- THESIS!

28. Your car?
- LRT

29. Your work?
- student.

30. Your summer?
- beach.


31. Your relationship status?
- statusless.

32. Your favorite color?
- pink.

33. When was the last time you laugh?
- kanina.

34. Last time you cried?
- ewan.

35. School?
- animo!

Litelec and Sir Doy's Classes!

I know this is gonna happen. My Litelec class has a different "subject", but we still have the same professor as printed on our EAFs- Ms. Jacob. Yun nga lang, hindi na South East Asian Drama- it's- drumroll---- DRAMA AND POLITICS. Sabi pa nga ni Ms. Jacob "South East Asian Drama? I never heard of that elective course in Lit." Thank you very much.

After my Litelec class, and after having my "much awaited" 4-hour break, it's time for Society class under Sir Doy! Ang saya saya ng class. Siyempre, Sir Doy yata. Funny thing was that he's conivincing us to transfer to the TH society class under Ms. Sibayan. Josko suicide ba itoh? Nagbubulungan na lang kami na kawawa na ang GPA namin hehe. Full packed na kasi ang 2 society classes ni sir. Walang naconvice kaya nagpadasal si Sir kay Henrik. At wala pa rin. Nagmakaawa siya, he promised that whoever volunteers to transfer, will be his friend forever. Hehe, wala pa rin. We had a lengthy discussions, alongside Sir Doy's cute jokes. He also advised us what to do for our thesis. Step one raw, "look inside you", ask yourself what excites you, and then "form the idea". Sana tama yung iniisip naming concept nila Ariane and Kaymee. It excites us naman.

I have two classes pala under Sir Doy. Society class, and the one I had earlier, WRIFILM (Writing for film). Sir Doy was afraid Wrifilm might become a JOKE class, kasi we were all joking around before we formally started the class. Pero nung nag settle down na lahat, first exercise agad! Make a 50-word story. Windang. We have to start with the first sentence that Sir wrote on the board. Counted ang words sa sentence niya. We can write in English or in Filipino.

The first sentence that Sir Doy gave:

Filipino: Hindi ko alam kung naiwan niya o iniwan ang sulat sa mesa. (12 words na agad)

English: I don't know if she forgot or if she intentionally left the letter on the table. (16 words!)

Natagalan kaming lahat mag-isip. I was just staring blankly on the piece of paper for three or more minutes until I came up with a story. At ito siya,


Hindi ko alam kung naiwan niya o iniwan ang sulat sa mesa. Hindi ko rin alam na ito pala ang huli niyang alaala. Ganoon talaga si Rosario. Tahimik, misteryosa, mahilig mapag-isa. Pero minahal ko siya. Ngayon, sana ay masaya siya sa kalayuan ng kumbento. Mahal ko siya, pero paalam na.

Heehee paki word count nalang. We were able to do the 50-word story. We read it one by one, reacted, suggested improvements etc. Hay kung lahat ng class ganito eh di ang saya saya na ng mundo.

I still have two new profs to meet! My Segment Prof (Segment Production), and Jornpra (Professional Practice for Journalism)! Thscam1 orientation pa pala.

Girlfriends and Good Times

Gahd. I so feel like Carrie Bradshaw today, Im on with my DVD and Book Marathon. Throw me a good pillow and Im ready to rumble. I wanna live Carrie Bradshaw's life SANS the you know-- sex and the city kind of thing. I dream of her profession- a journalist in Manhattan, who takes pride of her Manolo Blahniks and Dolces- and her great pals and girlfriends. Forget about her love life though. Gosh what if I ended up being like her? Unmarried in my 30's? Please Lord, No. Oh well, if that's what Im called for, then why not. I think I have my girlfriends with me to console me :)

They are simply one of the best gifts from God--- my amazing girlfriends. We decided we needed to take a break from all the arduous tasks we had for the term which eventually led to a little fiasco and a drama-o-rama with the 'rents.

Just what I thought, the four of us may have been destined to meet the four guys in few rows ahead of us at the movie theater yesterday. Too bad they left early. They might have watched Nancy Drew. Haha. But I swear, movie posters are indeed deceiving. Go figure. What was the title of the flick we watched? Haha. Kaymee and Joy, choose wisely haha. I fell asleep halfway. Who knows, if we got out earlier, we might have met those four guys. Haha i will not be cynical just for this time. Anyway, we all had a good time, no, erase that. Great Time. Let's do it again.

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Speaking of good, great times, Alyanna had a blast last Tuesday when she celebrated her fifth year in this beautiful world. We love her all so much! We just had a simple celebration but it sure was hella fun!

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Wait, I'll write more when I finish these three books. I started with the first one though. Ciao for now.

Me Moment

what i love about myself is that i can be so independent at times. the anguish i have had the past days made me realize that i need to take a break. i have cried enough, my eyes blood-shot, my body numb. i texted dad, and it's really good i was able to vent it all out. i have his permission to go shopping and have a good time, have a good me-moment. a shout out for my own independence day.

i went to rustans first. my darling sweetie alyanna will be turning 5 this saturday and i need to buy her a present. she's always asking me to buy her a strawberry shortcake doll, and i have always refused. i told her that im going to buy her something that she can use. yeah she can use a doll for heaven's sake, but i have always loathed the idea of buying toys thinking that she would have new ones every month. i bought her clothes instead. i love it when i see her wear the dresses i bought for her, dresses i give 4 birthdays and 4 christmases ago. she has grown much over the years. i found a perfect pair of a cute rocker shirt and mini skirt from gingersnaps, the brand that never fail me when it comes to size. hehe. i hope she'll like it. i had it wrapped in rustans pretty pink wrapper with ribbons. she'll love it.

i strolled for a while after buying her stuff. i saw a couple of friends, maybe they were wondering why am i alone. i love to be alone. you know. i find the mall's ambience relaxing, especially that of rustans. but not yesterday, when there's really a huge swarm of people getting in my way. it's sale, so everybody's in hoolaboo mood. so it's sale. i still have a couple of bucks to spend. i dont want to shop for clothes,i thought i had enough. the pair of shoes i've been eyeing was way too expensive. books. i bought myself books. i just realized that i havent bought books for months now. i went to powerbooks glorietta but it isnt as relaxing anymore. i preferred buying at bibliarch. i bought two, actually i should have bought 3 because they're all 20% off. but since im still planning on watching a flick, i got two. and it painted a smile on my sad little face.

i redeemed my brother's free tall drink at starbucks and went to greenbelt, grab a ticket for Hairspray. i need a feel-good movie, and this just made my day. i'm laughing alone in my seat. it felt good to watch a flick alone, without any companion. the cinnamon roll and caramel frappe combination was also good. i felt at ease. i was able to spend a happy time with myself.

i was on my way home. rushing through landmark, to sm, to go to the mrt station. but then when i was near the escalator to sm, i thought i heard a familiar voice. it was achie jenny. she was surprised to see me alone. even kuya donald, her hubby, was surprised. alyanna even grabbed my hand and asked what i was holding. ninang, is that mine? she interrogated. what's inside? i said secret. i told them i'll be going and that i might be interrupting them, but they refused. they want me to go with them. God was so good He didnt want me to end up and go home all alone. We had dinner at Serendra, met with autie ruth, ahia jet, and long-lost cousin ate natz. it sure was a good bonding evening with them. yeah they were worried about me, wandering the mall, watching movie, shopping all alone. but i had fun. after all, this me-moment happens only for a few times.

auntie ruth drove me home last night. we ended up crying (no, actually nahawa lang siya sa kakaiyak ko) as i tell my disappointment with my mom. she's this ever-supportive aunt who will try to explain every tidbit of thing in the world. she told me that moms are like that, even her. she's insensitive sometimes to the needs of achie jen and ahia jet when they were younger. she said that it'll make me a better person, or maybe a better mom someday, if i do try to understand why my mom's like that. i still find it awful to cry in front of her. i did it a lot of times already and in the end, she'll also cry with me. awww. she's the bestest aunt and ninang in the whole wide world, earth, and outerspace.

go, have yourself a me-moment and savor the experience. =) alyanna had hers last night. she went painting-a-cookie in a small coffee bar in serendra. she wouldnt want me and her mom to help her paint. she said she'll do it alone. when she finished painting, there was this sense of accomplishment in her smile. i love just love my niece. pictures of her while painting will be posted soon. after i have bluetoothed it to the pc :)

by the way, im okay now with mom. maybe she realized she was wrong. i had an extension of my me-moment today. i cleaned up my study table, threw away the papers that i wont be needing anymore. my senses are a bit relaxed when i clean and throw my stuff hehe. oh, it's 1 in the afternoon, i have to go take a bath. i feel so sticky hehe. ciao!

Worst Day

Yesterday must have been the worst day of my life. And so the story begins.

I woke up early, with head throbbing in pain and with my conscience talking to me. I
felt so useless because the night before I'm lying in a soft comfy bed with chills and fever, thinking that my vidprod groupmates were working their butts off to finish
editing our final video project. I offered to help but then going home at 12 midnight
did make me worry. Joy said that I have helped them more than enough, but it was just
the preprod book. I really want to cry out of exasperation because I thought our editor would finish it just in time. Thank goodness, thank God, when I reached Dhi's place where they were editing from 7pm to 7am (groupmates had an emergency
overnight at Dhi's, no toothbrush, no extra clothes, no nothing), they were already
polishing it off. Gahd. I'm really sorry groupmates.

Ate Melai lent a hand by lay-outing our poster. She did a great job. I
went back to school to print the poster and the DVD label. And of course, to
get my Genders course card. Genders class is one of the highlights of today's term
because I enrolled in that subject alone, challenged myself to gain new friends and yes, to accomplish what have supposed to be a group project, alone, well not much, since a groupmate did help. I got my course card and felt really satisfied with the result, I even thanked Ms. Jeane, she's one of the nicest earthling, I swear. So I was in a hurry, running from Andrew Building to get that good course card, to Miguel Building to capture the other final project for another subject. Mang Norman and I are really chums-chums. He lent me in an instant the mini dv player, and the other day, he allowed me to borrow the white board for our telepro set.

After capturing, I ran to Torre Lorenzo to have the poster printed. I had it printed in less than 15 minutes. It was already 10:15 in the morning, 11:00am is the deadline for our project. I prayed and prayed. Got a sidecar and hurried to my groupmates. They were ready. The rain started to pour. We ran and rode a jeepney to school. By 10:45 we were already in school, waiting for Mang Ric to open the Television Studio where we would have our final video project viewing. But alas, it was already
11:30 and our teacher hasnt arrived. The door opened, and it was Sir Doy. Oh Sir Doy,
you and my Genders grade were the only reason for smiling. Sir asked how was our
production the day before because I was the producer. I said it was good. Sir Doy has
this really distinct and cute way of joking. :)

Sir Doy (to Mang Ric, in his usual malambing tone): Anong oras daw magproproduce yung group mamaya?
Mang Ric: 6 o'clock daw po sir
Sir Doy: 6 ng gabi..?
Mang Ric: Opo sir
Sir Doy: Oo naman, alangan naman 6 ng umaga diba


Kaymee and i burst into laughter. I never thought it would be the last subtle laughter I would hear this day.

Sir Doy: Anong ginagawa niyo dito?
classmates in chorus: Ah sir, hinihintay po si *insert name of prof* viewing po
kasi ng finals.. Ah sir, mga isang oras na po kaming naghihintay
Sir Doy: Ganun? (with iling iling)

Cots texted Miss. She was in Vito Cruz already. After 15 mins no Miss showed up. She
showed up after another 15 minutes. We were already having our own viewing when she
arrived. She gave a sheet for attendance. And then the uber highlight started.

Miss: Paki pass na yung video compilation niyo. Kahit huwag na tayo mag viewing
Classmates handing in their video compilation
Miss: Ano to? Bakit Ganito to? Bakit ganito ang label? Ayusin niyo naman!
(her face all wrinkled. me fighting back my tears ang turning to Dhi's shoulder)
Miss: Hindi ganito ung pinag- usapan natin diba?

Classmates: Miss hindi niyo naman po sinabi na---
Miss: Mga bakla kayo, next time kasi ipa-clarify niyo pag hindi niyo naintindihan. Hindi lang ito nag-aaply sa klase pati sa totoong mundo.


(me holding back my inis-ness)

Miss: Ulitin niyo to. Hanggang 4pm nandito ako, mag papanel ako. MGa 6 o 9 nasa
SDA ako.


(me, in tears, still in Dhi's shoulders. miss notices me, and classmates' expression)

Miss: O bakit ka umiiyak? O bakit ganyan expression nyo? Hindi ko kayo prinepressure, kaya nga binibigyan ko kayo ng oras para gawin yan. Alam ko ung nararamdaman nyo

Im really on the verge of answering my teacher, if not for the lessons i learned from the good ol GMRC - good manners and right conduct - days. i want to defend my classmates and my groupmates who made an effin effort to finish everything just to find out that we f*cked up just like that?! Hello naghirap kami diyan! Dadating ka late pa?! You didnt even bother posting an announcement that you will be arriving an hour late, and that you didnt even bother posting some reminders before we submit our projects!

Talk about unduly professionalism! I am not expecting all teachers to be the likes of
Ms. Diaz, Sir Doy, Sir Gary or even Sir Groyon. But the heck, among the new teachers
that we have, Miss Mel have pulled it off. She deserves to be called mini- Ms. Diaz. I have always this mini dream of becoming a teacher, and if I'll become one someday, I will assure my students that I'll be guiding them all throughout. Ano ba naman yung
magpost lang ng "some reminders for the final video project" diba?


The story doesnt end there. Yes we were able to submit the entire thing at around 8pm, with my wallet crying in pain. I dont even have twenty bucks to pay a side car from the lrt station to my house. I texted mom and told her Im penniless and I need 20 bucks. Goodness gracious, she called ranting with a high-pitched tone that I should have yada yada yada and blah blah blah. I put down the phone, wanting to break down in tears. IF SHE ONLY KNEW WHAT I HAVE GONE THROUGH THE ENTIRE DAY, SHE WOULDNT HAVE THE NERVE TO TALK TO ME LIKE THAT ON THE PHONE. I was able to go home, with my LRT card, and the money my mother sent to our security guard. I immediately went upstairs, with my heart filled with raging emotions. I put down my one-ton heavy bag, went to the room, and started breaking into tears. I cant hold them any longer, with my head throbbing in pain, and warm tears running down my cheeks. Why are folks like that?! Sleeping in the wee hours and waking up early, all those efforts go unnoticed. I hate it. Sana man lang diba, maintindihan nila at maunawaan iyong mga bagay bagay na talagang nagpapahirap sa buhay mo. Lahat naman kasi ng hirap na to ginagawa natin hindi para sa atin diba? Ginagawa natin ito para sa kanila, para mapasaya sila. Afterall, sila ang dahilan kung bakit nating gustong mag-aral ng mabuti. We want them to be proud of us. And yet sadly, it gets unnoticed.

This morning, I want to cry again. I woke up with my stomach aching. I asked manang to make me a cup of coffee. I drank and wait for myself to fall asleep again.
What have I done to deserve these bodily pains and anger?

I went out with my aunt and cousin earlier, I told them that if only my body has tear
ducts, it'll be crying til kingdom come. Well, the only thing that made things extra
better today is me having a decent pedicure (after a month of not having one) and seeing my grade for my Concept class, and of course, a social life back to normal. Hello Glorietta and Greenbelt!

Realization: You cant expect everyone to be professional. But they can try to be one.

I need peace of mind. Tomorrow is a book-marathon day.

Restless, Literally

We were supposed to have a long weekend, thanks to National Heroes Day. But then the long weekend became like a three days of class for me. It was really really mind breaking. Thanks but no thanks.

Last Saturday we had our Concept Defense, and praise God it went well. We got a really good grade for our paper. YM Confes are now proven effective. "The Drop-Dead Gorgeous Group" Kaymee, Ariane and me came to class clad in full regalia of death costumes with kuntodo props (aww no pictures!), Ariane as death eater in Gryffindor cloak, Kaymee as the death eater's victim, and me as the prettified dead version of Kaymee who credited the embalsamador who dolled her up. Keber at ginawan talaga namin ng skit na related sa aming "pre-thesis" topic. Hmm. We're thinking of switching to a new, light and more fun topic. Go figure.

After the defense, we have to run and have a quick lunch for our Vidprod shoot. The original shoot itinerary says that we have to start shooting by 2pm. But because the Concept defense was 2 hours delayed..... you get the story. We started shooting around 5pm. Heavy traffic surprised us when we were near Sucat. The shoot lasted for eight hours. After the gruelling experience, we all get to rest and wake up the following day with aching bodies.

Sunday we were capturing the videos and compiling our pre production papers. Monday we were already sequencing the shots ready to put them in the time line. Everything's so stressful, but you know what makes it stressfree? The company of my forever friends and the best groupmates in the universe, Dhi Kaymee and Joy. special thanks to Jino for starring in our movie, and for Sudoy! Thank you Sudoy for accompanying us in our Quiapo shoot last Friday. I hope you had a glimpse on your Vidprod class in the future. I will volunteer myself to be Jino and Sudoy's fotocam subject! Haha. :)

My finals doesn't just end there. I stayed up late last night to study for my Histciv Exam, do my Perform fact sheet, and Telepro paper works. Aww life. Everything will be over by Friday. Go me!

It's just pretty amazing how time flies. I'll be having my second to the last term next term, hopefully, God-willing. And earlier I just witnessed a live thesis defense, I cant picture myself standing before a panel and defending. Awww.

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Argh

I'm stuck at home, with tons of things to do, but heck I do not know where to start. Things are really getting out of hand. Can I just slack off, even for a moment?! Argggh. Im done with my Concept stuff, Genders and Vidprod are next. Ayt. Bring it on! Journal entry and gazillion preprod papers. I love life. When will my dream be born if life's as tremendously toxic as this?...

On a lighter note, I found this really beautiful line written by my professor in her blog... "It's fascinating how something so unexpected can change a person's life for all eternity." Behind this line is one experience of a lifetime that made her the person she is right now. I will look up to her all the days of my life.

By the way, this is the rendered version of my top-bottom photoessay for Concept class. =) Took me several random tutorials to get that effect.

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egay, prolonging the agony

written last night pero since walang internet connection ngayon ko lang ipopost!

These are the days when you wish that the rain would finally stop pouring. These are the days when you wish to get over all the things you need to do. These are the days when you wish that everything's finally over and all you're longing for is a well deserved vacation. It seems like I'm taking a break for God knows when. I've been sleeping and eating since classes were suspended. However, I have always been hoping to be in the mood to write my concept final project proposal. So Lord please help me be in the mood.

This helps though. Writing an entry for no reason at all. I'm still left with a gazillion things to do. But I'm pretty sure they won't stop me from sleeping and filling my stomach with all junk foods our cupboard has. Let me see.

1. Concept Final Project Proposal with powerpoint and trailer
2. Genders Phenomenology (Never thought a word like this exists)
3. Vidprod Final Project plus Pre production book
4. Perform Editing Final Video
5. Post the top-bottom photo essay. Havent took a worm's eye view of my subject so please stop raining.

There you go. Better start step by step, baby steps. I appreciate more my works if done with baby steps. Just like my auteur review. Hayyy life. Konting araw nalang pero hell day pa rin! Makisabay pa ang weather. Keber talaga.

written today. hay nako, keber kung keber ang bagyo. tuloy devastated ang DLSU First Term Schedule. Kumusta naman? Nag email si kuya voc thru dlsu announce! Hay talagang they are prolonging the agony. cry cry cry.

From the Office of the Chancellor
De La Salle University - Manila


In view of the lost class days brought about by Typhoon Egay, please
be informed of the revised academic calendar for Term 1, SY 2007-08,
as follows:

21 Aug (Tue)-Regular class day (to follow a Monday schedule)
22 Aug (Wed)-Regular class day (to follow a Wednesday schedule)
23 Aug (Thu)-Regular class day (to follow a Thursday schedule)
24 Aug (Fri)-Regular class day (to follow a Friday schedule)

27 Aug (Mon)-Holiday (No classes)
28 Aug (Tue)-Final Exam Week (Day 1)
29 Aug (Wed)-Final Exam Week (Day 2)
30 Aug (Thu)-Final Exam Week (Day 3)
31 Aug (Fri)-Final Exam Week (Day 4)
01 Sept(Sat)-Final Exam Week (Day 5)

04 Sept(Tue)-Course Card Distribution Day (Undergraduate and Graduate)

a long day

So I sat here, promising to make use of my time wisely. Well, I did. As a matter of fact, I already burned my infommercial video. Mom wont still buy me a DVD Writer. Thanks to Ate Melai and Dhi, I can edit and burn my videos at my own pace.

And so I sat here, waiting for my sleeping pattern to be on the right track. These days, I've been sleeping at three in the morning, when I can think of nothing else to do but to edit and edit and edit videos. This has been a very long day. We had our concept consultation early this morning with Ms. Mel, and it was very enriching. She has this knack in coming up with these out of this world ideas! Really good. Acted as Dhi's talent in the tv studio, Worked up our concept-proposal-making schedules, co-facied for lasare2 make up class. And I almost forgot, I have to make a synopsis for vidprod finals. Really, everything's wearing me out. Vitamic C please. I cant complain. Not now. Not ever.

And so I sat here, keying words that come right off my head. Do you know Barbara Gonzales? Oh I just love her. Saturdays arent complete without me reading her column. It's always light and easy to read. She talks and writes in the first person (because according to her, it makes the readers connect to her) and she writes about her life, her "love life", her mother. I can imagine her life, so peaceful. It seems so simple. Uncomplicated. How I wish one day, I'd wake up and live such a life. It may be solitary, but at least I'd find solace in my own world.

And so I sat here, trying to be awake, when the truth is, I'm really feeling sleepy. Tomorrow, when I go to mass, I promise to release everything and let the eucharist enter my heart. Tomorrow will be another day again.

And so, goodbye!

heavy downpour

Classes are suspended today! Mom said that the downpour last night was really heavy. I didnt really care because I spent my time editing my "Genders Video". Happy happy but not much. I'm excited to watch the musical programs we produced last Wednesday. Sir Doy would be 99% calling for an alternative class.

Things I'm planning to do today:
1. sleep
2. shoot for my infommercial
3. sleep
4. sleep
5. sleep

Feels so nice to snuggle under my sheets. Warm and comfy.

Ciao for now!

On a gloomy weather

The Oracio Imperate, which the Catholic Church has been reciting, is proven effective today. Miguel hallways are all wet. And 2nd floor Miguel has never looked so gloomy. And surprise surprise, I, for the nth time, slipped on the wet stairs, with my butt bumping and jumping like crazy. Yeah, it hurts. A LOT. At least, 2 girls helped me. Unlike the one which happened last year, weeks before my 18th birthday, those stupid bastards didnt even bother giving me a hand. Thank God I was wearing my sneaks, Im dead if Im wearing the wedge.

Anyway, we had Chicken Mcdo for lunch a while ago. Dhi's craving for it. As usual we were talking about the most non sense and silliest things in life. I always feel at ease with them. Even if we have tons of things to do. Wait, let me just enumerate. For the fun of it.

1. Genders shoot for final project
2. Infommercial shoot
3. Concept for Vidprod final project
4. Concept final project, paper proposal
5. Histciv Paper

Mary too is so busy nowadays. Quite unusual hehe. She is preoccupied with her mind boggling pillow bag. I swear, it's really cool and cute. Imagine sleeping during a major subject class with a pillow. Hmmm. Great idea. Should be invented before we had Intprint. Everyone went home early today, except for Mary and Dhi. They have this focus group discussion, which I found really interesting when Mary did it to us.

And it's highly unusual that at this time, I'm writing in this blog. We should be having our Vidprod class today but Miss Lai gave us a free cut. How cool is that?! I spent my entire Saturday editing my video for talk of the town, and fingers crossed, a 3.0 will be okay.

It's fun to walk in the rain! With umbrella, of course. While on my way home, I was just alone in the street, walking. I was humming until I reach my place. I was thinking of the things I have yet to accomplish, and I was thinking of making a cup of hazelnut coffee (which Im sipping right now). Good thing was, I did not even think of throwing myself to bed. I know Im smart, I have papers to do. Booohooo.

So as I am enjoying this cup of coffee, may your day be good as well, not gloomy! ;) Yehey! My blog is alive!!! You know, it 's nice to write, once in a while.

When I cant think of something sensible

Wrote this at around 1.30 last night...

I cant put myself to sleep. I reckon this is because of my 5-hour power nap earlier. Or maybe, too much thoughts rummaging my head. No, I'm actually dreaming. Again and again I find myself drowning in a sea of lifeless dreams, with no one, nothing, to anchor me.

Dreaming is one of the things I love to do, followed by imagining. Both I think are synonymous. Today, and I think these past few days, I've been just dreaming of going to places-- conquering the world is my favorite way of putting it. 'Wow,' my ego echoed to my ear. I'm dreaming way past a thesis to be done, or even a project proposal to be written.

In any way that I may have singled them out, at least I have had a great time seeing myself this time, in New York (the other day, in Africa-- me, doing some charity work with the natives hehe how imaginative of me). I saw me, the eccentric me, in an unfamiliar label of trench coat and in a hot pink pair of Jimmy Choo stilletoes, crossing the streets of Manhattan.

According to the dream, Im carrying several shopping bags on both my arms. Im heading back to my pad, such a cosmopolitan-ish one. The moment I entered my pad, I brushed the shopping bags away, removed my Jimmy Choos and slumped into a lemon-colored love seat, and almost instantaneously, I fell asleep. Tired from work, I suppose.

Heck, I typed the word "work"? Oh, so back to reality. A far-flung dream at this very moment. Thank goodness I always have the chance to dream. Now Im ready to sleep. With my journal and my pillow, to anchor me back to reality.

Good night...

*** no time to write sensible things... preoccupied with majors, again, freakin' majors. ***

*** im back ***

of palabok and garlic bread

date: June 2

Hoomay. I am so in love with the stage set and costumes of Pinoy Pop Super Star! I'm drooling over those uber pretty fairy wings and dresses that the contestants wore. The only absurd prop is the microphone; it's too big, with all the flowers and butterflies surrounding it... the mic seems to block the singers' faces. Still, I fell in love with the pixie concept. Regine's dress was also fabulous. When can I hire a designer of my own to make me all the impossible and unthinkable dresses?! Rajo Laurel, if you happen to read my blog, I'd be the happiest girl on earth if you make me a special pretty pink dress with frills and ruffles and glitters! Speaking of dresses, geometric shapes and crazy patterns are so in right now! They're really pretty too.

I scheduled my Saturday (which is today) for co-facilitating Orient2. I enjoyed the CLA class. I hope they enjoyed too, the evaluation is quite good. Even my apprentice Danna got good evals! Congrats "Dan" :) I had a good laugh during the ice breaker that I initiated. I called the game "Give me one". Oh I won't spoil it. It's a game for walang magawa sa buhay. Some modules are really dragging, I can't even keep myself awake half of the time. And for the "market place" part, we had an auction and buy 1 take 1 with a consequence. This was the best part. Butt spell and Itaktak Mo dance number. This was really a proof that desperate times call for desperate measures. Co-facilitating is fun yet tedious. Tiring but fulfilling; if you see your class smile and laugh. It fills me with much joy. And the fact that occs rewards you with yum yum foods is enough to cover the pamasahe expenses. I didn't know palabok would go well with garlic bread! It's heaven!

Anyway, I have a lot of readings to chew in a bit. And have a mini video to upload for vidprod. I will be getting my new baby (camcorder!-- asa ako sa macbook) this monday! Thanks pappiii and mamiiiita! :) Till then readers! (weeee... umabot na ng 250 ang stat ko!)

Do you have a story to tell?

date: June 1

(June na!!! grabe ang bilis ano?!)

Shucks. I'm not inspired to write. But then the blank notepad screen is telling me to write a decent update so let me at least try.

A lot has happened this week. And there is this one particular thing that I can't even bite or chew or swallow.

I have come to know someone a month or two ago. Not the very-know-super-know kind of thing. Just the usual, 'know-know'. Fact is, I'm judged and misjudged (and a little accused) by this someone of something I don't even think I can do or I can say. Anyway, it's not big a deal. As long as other people know be better than you do, I'm done with it. As what Dr. Sheperd said, Life is not always about 'you'. I do not know you; you do not know me as well.

And on the lighter note, major classes are fun and professors are dooper cool. I'm afraid though of video production class, I don't know if I'll be able to survive it or edit video clips properly. All I know is that I still have to learn the basics! Good luck to me. Television production is so much love. It's a tedious job to be the technical director! I'm afraid with the video switcher. I get nervous everytime I touch it. Still, I need the "drive" and "motivation" capsule and tons of poten-cee to stay alive for this whole term. Also, Lord Vinci will be watching over us for the concept and video classes.

Have I mentioned that I'm no longer in the Liturgical Committee of lspo? I'm re-assigned to Orient2, but will still do some liturgy works. I guess Tita A is so attached to me, she won't let me go, and yeah boy, we'll be team mates in Orient2 together with Bjoris and Raffy the Tbag! haha sorry Raff, kamukha mo promise.

I'd like to share this line from one of our concept readings, it says "To be a person is to have a story to tell"- Isak Dinesen

And this is my story-- err, stories, of the week. Now, tell me yours.

Jumble bee!

date: May 24

Jumbled thoughts 1: We love to make things complicated. Why is it that the simpler things are, the harder they get? It's really funny how one can easily make a big deal out of something. Does that make a person astute in every sense of the word? Does it make a genius out of him? To complicate every single shallow matter?

Jumbled thoughts 2: How I wish our lives could be a fairytale, or maybe a "fairly" fairytale would do. Sure we have fair share of bad experiences and unfortunate days, but they arise only because we opted to end our day the way it shouldn't be... we end up feeling miserable that bad luck stepped on us, but we never pushed ourselves to effort and make our day end with a sheepish grin painted on our lips...

Wala lang. It's just nice to pour out things that haven't really gotten my attention. Oo nga pala. If all relationships are as practical and as passive (a little) as Dr. Burke and Dr. Yang's, hay, the world would be the nicest place for the most cynical people *raises hand*. They are not touchy nor expressive with what they feel. They keep it inside, but you can still feel the love they have for each other, and that's where the kilig factor sets in! I can't wait for the Season 4 of Grey's Anatomy!!! Too bad Dr. Addison Montgomery, my super dooper idol, wouldnt be around on the next season. I always get the feeling of looking into the future everytime I see Addison. I just love her feisty-angsty character, but still a little bit soft inside...

Tiring day indeed. Left my wallet at LSPO, clap clap for me! Concept class was super funny! We have a vivacious and hilarious prof, ms. mel! For my histciv, Mr. Bascara did not show up, we had Sir Escalante. Perform is also a fun class, but I think we'll be required to have a lot of theatrical performances so pakapalan talaga ng muks.

Ayun lang. Update again soon, habang di pa busy-busyhan ang lola :) Sorry, my thoughts were messed up. haha. jumbled bees!

same old brand new

date: may 23

First school day, first school term year 2007-2008. Entered my first class, Genders, before lunch time. I was so nervous because I only know two persons in the class and we're not that close. I'm surprised that Ms. Jeane was going to be our prof, I thought she's only teaching Religion. Ms. Jeane was our facilitator when we had our Saliksik Retreat 2 years ago. I think it will be super fun and exciting. We will be learning more of feminism, sexuality, sexual identity among others.

Second and last class of the day was Television Production class. Super missed Sir Doy del Mundo. We really enjoyed using all the fancy gadgets and technical stuff at the television studio! Won't spoil other information because our class was the first to have the taste of the sweet studio!

Tomorrow will be a hellish day... See my sched below. *rolls eyes*

Concept--- Kuya Peter said thesis will be discussed here. *cringe*

Bye for now. :)

randomnation

date: May 22

I haven't updated my blog! Hehe. Too lazy and too exhausted to even think and write for something that is note-worthy. Random words in bullet form.

* LPEP was way too tiring. Day 1 with GMG, Day 2 with LSPO.

* PA job, I sometimes feel oh-so useless.

* Series of training with LSPO was super fun.

* I will miss kuya aldrin.

* Everyday lunch comprised of rice + ulam + dessert + C2 or H20.

* Sugar level 'upped' because of C2!

* Went gaga over monica when we had our 'bonding' moments :) gahhd i miss my f. i wonder why i can't seem to contact monnette.

* I will always and forever love cyma.

* Team building at Lipa last Saturday and Sunday. Though last year was more fun, i still had a blast.

* Directing is fun, you don't get to act. Rather, you instruct them what to do.

* Following instructions and asking MORE questions are hella right thing to do.

* Went to RP yesterday. Bought some school stuff and drooled over pancake house's spaghetti.

* I totally need some psychological and emotional pick me upper.

* I don't know, I think I'm crazy. I want something but after awhile I don't want it anymore.

* Pasukan na bukas! And I'm still in my summer beachy-bitchy mode, and my skin hasn't cleared up :( Poor me. That's the effect of soaking too much in water under the scorching heat of the sun.

* I'm still trying to memorize my schedule for this term. And am trying to figure out what time would I attend to my residency hour for gmg and lspo.

* I hope vidprod won't kill me and make me look like a stressed-old-oily-biatch-slash-monster-with-pinkcheeks-thanks-to-bodyshop's lip and cheek tint- kind of thing just what fotocam did to me.

* Genders. Aww. No mr. lim please.

* Histciv. Go go go with mr.bascara.

* Let me see if I get my sched ryt

Monday
1030-1130 Genders
1250-350 Vidprod

Tuesday
940-1110 Concept
1120-1250 Histciv

Wednesday
1030-1130 Genders
230-530 Telepro

Thursday
940-1110 Concept
1120-1250 Histciv
100-400 Perform

Friday
1030-1130 Genders

* Mother saw my sched. Mukhang papayat nanaman yata ako because I got no lunch break for Thursday daw. Aww concerned si madir.

* Major subjects- Vidprod, Concept, Perform, Telepro

* Minor subjects- Histciv, Genders

* Good luck.

* One more year Lord. One more year. Help me. Help me.

* My mouse is killing me. It double clicks all the time.

* Pray for a good first day high!

The thing with pink phones

Oh my. I just can't get enough of pink phones. I'm eyeing on a new one lately. My current phone needs to retire.

This is my current one.

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And these two are the ones who are topping my options. They look really pretty. The Samsung is just like my old one, but it has this femme fatale-ish twist, with all its swirls and lovely pink sheen. The z610 is also cute, but I can't take self photos with it, the clamshell should always be open. Camera usability wise, it has a 2mp resolution. Motorola is also nice but it's not me-friendly! My brother bought a Razor and I just don't get the hang of it. Please help me decide :)

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Disheartened but happy!

First and foremost, Happy happy birthday Jonathan Jeffrey Cuyegkeng! Shemay! Ang tanda (*echoes* tanda... tanda... tanda... tanda...) mo na! Ano sabi mo? Mukha ka pa ring 18? Asa ka! Haha.

Jana, Belated happy birthday! Saka na ang gift.

Ariane! Advance Happy Birthday! Hehe

Hay. I hate this day. It started well, heaving eaten a hearty breakfast of corned beef and banana actually made my day. There also goes the two processions, one from the Roman Catholic Church (which is always bonggacious) and the other from the Aglipayan Church (which is always well-attended), wherein I saw my Ninang Challie, my only ninang who i call "ninang". I haven't seen her for almost 3 years, but gawd she's still gorgeous. We managed to wave and smile at each other since she was part of the on-going procession-Flores de Mayo. These processions usually signal the start of Fiesta here in Ballesteros (I still remember how mad I am when I was just crowned 2nd princess in our Flores de Mayo. You can't blame me, I'm only 5 then. But luck came, and I was later crowed the queen and won the title Miss Little in our Town, year 94 yata yun haha.)

During this day, I am slowly feeling disheartened. I find my monthly cramps the culprit and also my headache, but I think I have to stop putting my blame on them with because they hit me regularly...

Don't get me wrong but I am so enjoying my stay here. I love my room, which is my sanctuary, and this is what I miss the most whenever I take my vacation; my high-pressure shower and tub which never fails to rejuvenate me at the end of the day. Pero ewan. Ang lungkot. Kasi naman iniwan akong mag-isa. Oh well. Lagi naman akong tine-take advantage! Hmp. Pero ok lang, bibilhan na naman ako ng vidcam for vidprod! haha.

I heard my folks and sibs had a great time last night, and all my relatives too. They had a small get together party for the 3rd year death anniv of my Uncle. In Chinese, 3rd year Anniv kind of means that you're no longer in grief, you can now wear happy colors, something like that. Last night, everyone's wearing red daw according to my mom. Typical Chinese. They had lunch at the temple, and dinner at night. Sarap daw ng foods, catered by Edwin. Alyanna's so sweet, she was looking for me pa. Hay sana I was there.

Anyway, enough of feeling sad and lonely. I have something to be proud and happy today. Manang Pei San's kids, my cousin in ma's side, graduated valedictorian (nina-- kindergarten) and first honors (chico-- grade 1). Waaah. Im so proud of them. They just migrated to Kuwait, and they adjusted so well, they topped their classes. Ang galing. I'm so proud. They have the Dy's genes! Hehe. Manang Pei San is a pediatrician and a nurse. Galing noh? They really must have gotten their intelligence from their mom's side :)

And just out of boredom I played Adobe Photoshop and I came up with this (see below).

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For the love of meatballs

Okay. Aside from the awful peeling of my skin due to sun burn, im having a pretty bad headache and cramps. So to ease the pain, I just want to rant.

I was mumbling about the advantages of internet earlier to our tindera. As if she care about the things I said. Haha. Nonetheless, I still have a lot of reasons to praise the internet geek-- err, what's his name again? Sir Mariano mentioned it during one of our Prinpro Class-- Thank goodness internet was really invented. At least, I have a reason to smile despite the hot and toasty air here in Cagayan. I have the Friendster account which still amazes me on how people all over the world can be "friends" hehe. Reading profiles can be the most blah thing to do, but I guess it helps you get to know a person more. And oh, with multiply account, the joy and convenient way of shopping has constantly fascinated me. Like this morning, seeing newly uploaded mineral make-ups from razi & some friend's multiply just made my day. New stuff to try on, new colors and techniques to experiment!

Nyay, being home alone is terribly sad. An entire day is spent talking to myself, if not having nonsensical conversations with our kasambahays. Yet again, dad left me for his long awaited trip to Manila. For sure at this time, while typing away in this dang keyboard, he's having a great time doing his self acclaimed oh-so perfect breast strokes in the cool waters of ymca.

Yesterday was indeed a busy day here in our store. Albeit the fact that everyone's coming in to buy several concrete materials, I still had the time to edit this long-time blog of mine and create an entry. It just makes me happy, being able to write once again, with thoughts freely tossing and pouring in my mind, and just having the lax of time putting them into words!

Right now I'm craving for a kiddie spaghetti. I just had meatballs this lunch, and I cant wait to twirl spaghetti and stuck a meatball in my fork this merienda time. The sweet spaghetti sauce, like the ones we had during our kiddie 7 year old-parties yum yum. It makes me feel like a kid all over again. Let me add Hizon's mocha cake to my craving. OMG.

I have to stop typing but I cant. My fingers are so enjoying this new laptop... Anyhoo, back to work. Back to browsing multiply accounts! Haha ;)

Did i just say summer is boring?

Just to make my summer a little worthwhile, I decided to keep this blog alive again. Afterall, this is/was my very first blog. It became idle because I've been really trying to juggle things ever since I started taking my major subjects. Instead of spending time writing an entry, I thought it would be better to do other stuff to keep my grades up to survive the struggle-full life of a Comm Arts Major.

Summer is just so boring. But I'm really thankful even if it comes only once a year. I get to hoard books from bookshops, read them in the middle of the night; download tons of songs for my ipod and listen to them up until the wee hours of the morning; eat super nutritious meals without worrying about calories! Saying goodbye to SPS Crispy Chicken Crispers and Sinangag Express' Tapsilog is not hard when your eyes meet the best ginisang sitaw, tortang talong, and dinengdeng. No more greasy and fastfood foods galore!

What makes this summer great is that I had the chance to spend time with my long lost childhood BFF. It's like aeons ago when I last saw her. So now that the opportunity came, we spent the day in my room sharing college stories, but we're mostly reminiscing our childhood days, all the kalokohans we did. And, Great minds really do think alike. We're taking same courses, although she's a year younger than me. Yes, she kept me company during the trip to Pagudpud. It was super dooper fun, even if my back had the worst case of sun burn... Blue waters, white sand... just the two best things in the whole wide world.

Did i just say summer is boring?



I'm taking it back. Hehe.

dead

it's been more than a month.
this blog is dead.
moving to multiply.