Do you know I rhymed for you?
Delight me that you did, too
Listen to me, listen to me now
I endeavor to tell how things how
Hasty dealings happen did
Goodbyes I have tried to bid
I believed all is a fallacy
Almost believed what I did not see
Awaken one day I knew
That my battle is with you
Everything has been over the air
There been pain and ache I cannot bare
You see what I cannot see
I am me so let me be
My life is then at my discretion
My life is an owned obligation
Time pacified our uproar
In life there is of great more
Let us sort it as an experience
Experience by us and the heavens
I think, to end this talk must be now
There is next time, I believe somehow
This moment I use to seize
These verses I am to cease
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Of Time, Pain and Pleasure
Time is an abstract idea created by men to measure how long they will suffer pain and experience pleasure. It is a murderer for which it planned to kill everything. It is an ally for which it gives space for the existing. There is no much assurance that time will still be there later for the living but there is always eternity for those who lived.
“There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain…” – Lorem Ipsum
The idea of pleasure began when the idea of pain started. It all happened in time. Please let me know that there is more to time than being time itself.
***
These are little thoughts from me. I am not very sensible all the time. I can speak nonsense and ambiguity. I, also, want to take this space to thank the people who, at least, made me feel I am sensible even though I am intellectually confusing at times.
PS
I have written this because of much pain I cannot feel and of much pleasure I cannot experience. Well… There is time for everything. Let time take its course into my life.
“There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain…” – Lorem Ipsum
The idea of pleasure began when the idea of pain started. It all happened in time. Please let me know that there is more to time than being time itself.
***
These are little thoughts from me. I am not very sensible all the time. I can speak nonsense and ambiguity. I, also, want to take this space to thank the people who, at least, made me feel I am sensible even though I am intellectually confusing at times.
PS
I have written this because of much pain I cannot feel and of much pleasure I cannot experience. Well… There is time for everything. Let time take its course into my life.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Hearts' Day
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Ok! Today is Hearts’ Day more, better and popularly known as Valentine’s Day.
I was planning to wear my red shirt with the statement, “Intimacy is Dead,” but I might look like very loveless when I do that. Medyo iba ang dating ng araw na ito sa akin… Siguro dahil hindi ako sanay pumasok ng 7:30 am.
Wala naman masyadong espesyal na nangyari ngayong araw. Uhm… Maliban na lang siguro nung pa-lunch time na.
Birthday ni Jep ngayon! Nyihi! Akala ko kakain kami sa Jollibee ayun pala eh sa Chowking. Salo-salo Sets ang kinain namin. Hindi ko alam yung tawag sa mga pagkain… Uhm… Iilan lang yung kaya kong i-identify at ayun ang chickenballs, shanghai rolls, soup, chicharap at syempre ang kanin.
Medyo nahirapan akong kumain kasi yung isa naming ulam eh yung malalaking tipak ng karne. Halos hindi ko na nga nguyain. Kanin na lang nginunguya ko. T_T Naka-braces kasi ako kaya yung meat eh sumasabit sa mga bakal na naka-semento sa ngipin ko.
Wow! Inubos ko ang food ko! As in hanggang taba kinain ko at pati yung soup hinigop ko. Pero wala pa rin ako sa kinain nina Victor at Zino!
Chicharap + Chili sauce + Sweet and sour sauce = Kakaibang lasa
Chicharap + Calamansi + Lettuce + Toyo = Maasim na mukha
Chicharap + Chili sauce + isa pang unknown na sauce + sweet and sour sauce = YIH! Ano yun!
Basta! Weird sila kumain! Nawiwindang ako sa kinakain nila. Hehe! Pero masaya kanina.
Ayan! Pauwi na kami! Si Jep na lang ang kasama ko. Ok! Akala tuloy eh mag-boyfriend at girlfriend kami. Naharang pa kami ng isang flower vendor na pilit kaming binebentahan. Tsk tsk. Basta… ang masasabi ko lang ngayon ay…
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Happy Birthday Jeffrey!
Ok! Today is Hearts’ Day more, better and popularly known as Valentine’s Day.
I was planning to wear my red shirt with the statement, “Intimacy is Dead,” but I might look like very loveless when I do that. Medyo iba ang dating ng araw na ito sa akin… Siguro dahil hindi ako sanay pumasok ng 7:30 am.
Wala naman masyadong espesyal na nangyari ngayong araw. Uhm… Maliban na lang siguro nung pa-lunch time na.
Birthday ni Jep ngayon! Nyihi! Akala ko kakain kami sa Jollibee ayun pala eh sa Chowking. Salo-salo Sets ang kinain namin. Hindi ko alam yung tawag sa mga pagkain… Uhm… Iilan lang yung kaya kong i-identify at ayun ang chickenballs, shanghai rolls, soup, chicharap at syempre ang kanin.
Medyo nahirapan akong kumain kasi yung isa naming ulam eh yung malalaking tipak ng karne. Halos hindi ko na nga nguyain. Kanin na lang nginunguya ko. T_T Naka-braces kasi ako kaya yung meat eh sumasabit sa mga bakal na naka-semento sa ngipin ko.
Wow! Inubos ko ang food ko! As in hanggang taba kinain ko at pati yung soup hinigop ko. Pero wala pa rin ako sa kinain nina Victor at Zino!
Chicharap + Chili sauce + Sweet and sour sauce = Kakaibang lasa
Chicharap + Calamansi + Lettuce + Toyo = Maasim na mukha
Chicharap + Chili sauce + isa pang unknown na sauce + sweet and sour sauce = YIH! Ano yun!
Basta! Weird sila kumain! Nawiwindang ako sa kinakain nila. Hehe! Pero masaya kanina.
Ayan! Pauwi na kami! Si Jep na lang ang kasama ko. Ok! Akala tuloy eh mag-boyfriend at girlfriend kami. Naharang pa kami ng isang flower vendor na pilit kaming binebentahan. Tsk tsk. Basta… ang masasabi ko lang ngayon ay…
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Happy Birthday Jeffrey!
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Teachers' Day
Today is PUP’s teachers’ day… I believe so…
I do not know if we gave some flowers to our English prof… We were just busy playing word factory at that time.
Ok! Accounting time! Ma’am Pilapil came… I think she was in a red blouse.
She entered the room and sat behind the table. The music started and we began singing. We gave flowers and lots of tokens of appreciation. She cried. We cried. I cried. She said we are going to finish the semester and she’s expecting us to be accountants some day. She said she will live up to 5 – 10 years. She still cried. We still cried. I still cried.
She has breast cancer. Her other breast was removed but the cancer cells spread onto the other one and even affected her bones (as what the other prof has said). I can feel her pain. I can feel her weakening spirit. Her droopy eyes are able to tell the story of her constant struggle for life. T_T
Now I understand why she has a hard time teaching and explaining things to us, why she keeps on saying she’s disabled, and why she keeps on reminding us to pamper her.
I cried when I saw her cry.
I hope she gets those cancer cells off her body.
Hay…
Let’s pray for her and all the other cancer patients in the world.
I do not know if we gave some flowers to our English prof… We were just busy playing word factory at that time.
Ok! Accounting time! Ma’am Pilapil came… I think she was in a red blouse.
She entered the room and sat behind the table. The music started and we began singing. We gave flowers and lots of tokens of appreciation. She cried. We cried. I cried. She said we are going to finish the semester and she’s expecting us to be accountants some day. She said she will live up to 5 – 10 years. She still cried. We still cried. I still cried.
She has breast cancer. Her other breast was removed but the cancer cells spread onto the other one and even affected her bones (as what the other prof has said). I can feel her pain. I can feel her weakening spirit. Her droopy eyes are able to tell the story of her constant struggle for life. T_T
Now I understand why she has a hard time teaching and explaining things to us, why she keeps on saying she’s disabled, and why she keeps on reminding us to pamper her.
I cried when I saw her cry.
I hope she gets those cancer cells off her body.
Hay…
Let’s pray for her and all the other cancer patients in the world.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Having to Like Kids
Having to like children is a matter of loving your childhood.
I do not know why but I can hardly enjoy children’s company. Maybe they think superficially, ask excessively or act intuitively… Or maybe all of the three.
I got very angry this yesterday. Reason? Kids! Kids! Maddening kids to be exact!
I was taking a bath when I heard a glass break. I rushed to see what happened. Ok! A flying bottle of Red Bull hit our window and smashed it into pieces. I looked at the broken window, paused for a second and yelled, “ANO BA KAYO?! NAKAKABASAG NA KAYO, AH!” My aunt, mom and sister went to see and talk to the one who did the throwing.
I rushed to my sister’s room to see who did it. I saw three infuriating kids throwing stones to the house beside ours. That did it! I shouted at them. My hands are shaking, breathing is hard and my chest is hurting.
A kid in pink shirt told me that those irritating kids are hiding. I shouted, “PAKI KO?!” I just thought that there is no way to escape. I rushed to the badminton court where they are. I saw the kids! Those rascals! My eyesight seemed to dim when I did not see the one who told me to kiss his ass. Oh! Add this… He even cursed me… Not verbally… You know… The dirty finger…
Their parents were not there to witness how their children lied in front of me and the other people around. That kid in the white shirt! Kids are not supposed to be liars!!!
My anger cooled off after several minutes. Hay!
I do not know why but I can hardly enjoy children’s company. Maybe they think superficially, ask excessively or act intuitively… Or maybe all of the three.
I got very angry this yesterday. Reason? Kids! Kids! Maddening kids to be exact!
I was taking a bath when I heard a glass break. I rushed to see what happened. Ok! A flying bottle of Red Bull hit our window and smashed it into pieces. I looked at the broken window, paused for a second and yelled, “ANO BA KAYO?! NAKAKABASAG NA KAYO, AH!” My aunt, mom and sister went to see and talk to the one who did the throwing.
I rushed to my sister’s room to see who did it. I saw three infuriating kids throwing stones to the house beside ours. That did it! I shouted at them. My hands are shaking, breathing is hard and my chest is hurting.
A kid in pink shirt told me that those irritating kids are hiding. I shouted, “PAKI KO?!” I just thought that there is no way to escape. I rushed to the badminton court where they are. I saw the kids! Those rascals! My eyesight seemed to dim when I did not see the one who told me to kiss his ass. Oh! Add this… He even cursed me… Not verbally… You know… The dirty finger…
Their parents were not there to witness how their children lied in front of me and the other people around. That kid in the white shirt! Kids are not supposed to be liars!!!
My anger cooled off after several minutes. Hay!
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Incessant Change of the Salient Being
Ok! People change.
You are not them. You are not supposed to be like them. You are supposed to be like you and what you like to be. Live your life at your own pace. Do not hurry but never be too slow.
It took me much effort because of you and me.
You: I am referring to the persons, whoever you are, who made me think poetically.
Me: The best person I have.
Do not judge me solely from what you could only read. I am no poem to be read.
You are not them. You are not supposed to be like them. You are supposed to be like you and what you like to be. Live your life at your own pace. Do not hurry but never be too slow.
It took me much effort because of you and me.
You: I am referring to the persons, whoever you are, who made me think poetically.
Me: The best person I have.
Do not judge me solely from what you could only read. I am no poem to be read.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
“Today: You will be 64% lucky and 36% unlucky”
Horoscopes… Fortunetelling… They will tell about your fortune or misfortune.
I enjoy reading Libre’s horoscopes because they are, most of the time, funny… e.g. Maglaba ka na ng damit dahil mawawalan kayo ng tubig mamaya. Some times they are little pieces of advice that you would really like to take seriously. e.g. Ingatan mo ang wallet mo baka madukutan ka.
There’s nothing wrong in reading or hearing them but relying on them is off beam. It’s only YOU that will make your fortune and mishaps.
A fortuneteller told someone that she’s going to live long (up to her 90s I think) but, sadly, few days after that she passed away. May she rest in eternal peace. Another one… A fortuneteller told a girl that her boyfriend loves her more than she does but few weeks/several days after that they broke up and the guy reconciled with his ex-girlfriend. Those fortunetellers are a fake! Nah… Fortunetelling is not a sanctuary of the definite. It is the refuge for those who wants to get off the beaten track. You go to a fortuneteller to hear how lucky you will be this day, this week, this month or this year. It’s such a nice thing to hear how fortunate you will become, isn't it? That's why fortunetellers are existing.
Some believe that your fortune is in your hands… Take that literally. Palm readers take much effort to give meaning to those lines in your hands. What if you don’t have a hand? Or your hand got amputated? Do they also read the palm of your feet? Do they give meaning to those corns on your toes and feet?
Let’s just wait for the first fortuneteller that will tell your LUCK-UNLUCKY PERCENTAGE. Is there already one?
I enjoy reading Libre’s horoscopes because they are, most of the time, funny… e.g. Maglaba ka na ng damit dahil mawawalan kayo ng tubig mamaya. Some times they are little pieces of advice that you would really like to take seriously. e.g. Ingatan mo ang wallet mo baka madukutan ka.
There’s nothing wrong in reading or hearing them but relying on them is off beam. It’s only YOU that will make your fortune and mishaps.
A fortuneteller told someone that she’s going to live long (up to her 90s I think) but, sadly, few days after that she passed away. May she rest in eternal peace. Another one… A fortuneteller told a girl that her boyfriend loves her more than she does but few weeks/several days after that they broke up and the guy reconciled with his ex-girlfriend. Those fortunetellers are a fake! Nah… Fortunetelling is not a sanctuary of the definite. It is the refuge for those who wants to get off the beaten track. You go to a fortuneteller to hear how lucky you will be this day, this week, this month or this year. It’s such a nice thing to hear how fortunate you will become, isn't it? That's why fortunetellers are existing.
Some believe that your fortune is in your hands… Take that literally. Palm readers take much effort to give meaning to those lines in your hands. What if you don’t have a hand? Or your hand got amputated? Do they also read the palm of your feet? Do they give meaning to those corns on your toes and feet?
Let’s just wait for the first fortuneteller that will tell your LUCK-UNLUCKY PERCENTAGE. Is there already one?
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Making art...
Our Humanities professor told us to create our own work of art. OK! That would pose as a challenge for an artistically perplexed person like me. It has been already half a day that I have been thinking about my assignment and what to draw. Originally, I have decided to use charcoal pencil but that would smudge easily so I dumped that idea and made use of permanent marker.
Subjects started to flood my head but I found it hard to turn them into pictures because I can only feel them and not imagine them. I wanted to draw my everyday life which includes LRT2, jeepneys, roads, books and my sister. Hayst! When I found out that I could never turn them into nice art I tried thinking about what people usually do, what we usually have in common, what we… Wah! It’s so hard…
I tried to draw life and death because I am fascinated with the idea that life is uncertain unlike death. Unfortunately, I failed to draw them. They just remain ideas. Hayst! I even thought of having to pass a blank illustration board.
It’s just this afternoon when I have produced something that really pleased me. I drew outlines of walking people’s feet.
Subjects started to flood my head but I found it hard to turn them into pictures because I can only feel them and not imagine them. I wanted to draw my everyday life which includes LRT2, jeepneys, roads, books and my sister. Hayst! When I found out that I could never turn them into nice art I tried thinking about what people usually do, what we usually have in common, what we… Wah! It’s so hard…
I tried to draw life and death because I am fascinated with the idea that life is uncertain unlike death. Unfortunately, I failed to draw them. They just remain ideas. Hayst! I even thought of having to pass a blank illustration board.
It’s just this afternoon when I have produced something that really pleased me. I drew outlines of walking people’s feet.
The picture is quite blurred and dark...
I asked my aunt about my drawing and she thinks that it is about different walks of life… Well... WHY NOT?! But it is about traveling. Everyone travels even if you just sit around or lie down. You, together with everyone else, travel in time and in space. I really felt good after I finished my work. At last… At last…
Sunday, December 31, 2006
For the times I have counted and the times that counted
The current year is about to end in a couple of hours and before it happens let me say and share these few things…
I have been able to start a few and end a few
I have found my another cherished few
I tried and I failed a lot
I am making an effort to think wisely
I have regretted many
I am still weird and hard to understand
I have gotten what I have given
I wanted to say “Sorry” and Thank you” but I never did
I wanted to show earnest appreciation but I do not how
I started learning Appreciation 101 and Sorry 101
I have learnt that important things are the ones left unnoticed
I discovered that numbers are only used to count physical things
I changed, am changing and will change
Salamat sa pagiging thoughtful
Salamat sa care na pinakita niyo
Salamat sa happiness na ni-share niyo sa akin
Salamat sa maraming bagay na tinuro niyo sa akin
Salamat sa oras na binigay mo sa pagbisita sa blog ko kahit may ginagawa kang iba
Salamat sa paghintay mo sa akin kahit male-late ka na
Salamat sa pang-aasar kaya ngayon nawawala na yung pagiging pikon ko
Salamat sa pagturo mo sa akin ng Sudoku
Salamat sa pag-offer ng pagkain sa akin
Salamat sa pagpapautang sa akin sa tuwing tinatamad akong magbayad
Salamat sa pagpapalaro sa akin sa cellhphone ninyo
Salamat sa pagpapatext sa akin
Salamat sa pag-upload ng pictures ko/natin sa Friendster
Salamat sa pagtiya-tiyagang binibigay niyo tuwing tinotopak ako
Salamat sa support
Salamat sa effort
Salamat...
Sorry kasi minsan nakakalimutan kong intindihin ka… Kayo…
Sorry kasi hindi kita pinapansin. Natatakot kasi ako.
Sorry kasi hindi mo nalaman ang mga dahilan kung bakit ako ganon
Sorry kasi hindi ko nagawang pasalamatan ka para sa nagawa mo sa akin
Sorry kasi naging mainitin ang ulo ko
Sorry kasi dahil sa akin minsan wala kang magawa
Sorry kasi masungit ako
Sorry kasi hindi ako naging seryoso sa mga bagay na dapat seryosohin
Sorry kasi childish akong mag-isip minsan
Sorry kasi hindi kita mapansin kahit nasa harap lang kita
Sorry kasi binilang ko yung mga ginawa mo para sa akin. Maling-mali ako.
Sorry kasi hindi ako nakapag-sorry sa mga maling nasabi ko
Sorry kasi nabigyan kita ng mga problema
Sorry kasi nabunggo kita sa papag na nakatagilid
Sorry kasi pinaltos ang paa mo sa kakalakad
Sorry kasi lagi na lang ako busy o wala kapag kailangan mo ako
Sorry kasi nai-compare kita sa iba
Sorry kasi minsan nakakalimot ako
Sorry kasi hindi ko napakita kung gaano ka kaimportante sa akin.
Sorry kasi minsan hindi ako maka-appreciate
Sorry kasi wala akong masabi o magawa nung ikaw naman yung nangangailangan
Sorry…
Sa mga bagay na hindi ko na maalala pa… Thank you at sorry...
I have been able to start a few and end a few
I have found my another cherished few
I tried and I failed a lot
I am making an effort to think wisely
I have regretted many
I am still weird and hard to understand
I have gotten what I have given
I wanted to say “Sorry” and Thank you” but I never did
I wanted to show earnest appreciation but I do not how
I started learning Appreciation 101 and Sorry 101
I have learnt that important things are the ones left unnoticed
I discovered that numbers are only used to count physical things
I changed, am changing and will change
Salamat sa pagiging thoughtful
Salamat sa care na pinakita niyo
Salamat sa happiness na ni-share niyo sa akin
Salamat sa maraming bagay na tinuro niyo sa akin
Salamat sa oras na binigay mo sa pagbisita sa blog ko kahit may ginagawa kang iba
Salamat sa paghintay mo sa akin kahit male-late ka na
Salamat sa pang-aasar kaya ngayon nawawala na yung pagiging pikon ko
Salamat sa pagturo mo sa akin ng Sudoku
Salamat sa pag-offer ng pagkain sa akin
Salamat sa pagpapautang sa akin sa tuwing tinatamad akong magbayad
Salamat sa pagpapalaro sa akin sa cellhphone ninyo
Salamat sa pagpapatext sa akin
Salamat sa pag-upload ng pictures ko/natin sa Friendster
Salamat sa pagtiya-tiyagang binibigay niyo tuwing tinotopak ako
Salamat sa support
Salamat sa effort
Salamat...
Sorry kasi minsan nakakalimutan kong intindihin ka… Kayo…
Sorry kasi hindi kita pinapansin. Natatakot kasi ako.
Sorry kasi hindi mo nalaman ang mga dahilan kung bakit ako ganon
Sorry kasi hindi ko nagawang pasalamatan ka para sa nagawa mo sa akin
Sorry kasi naging mainitin ang ulo ko
Sorry kasi dahil sa akin minsan wala kang magawa
Sorry kasi masungit ako
Sorry kasi hindi ako naging seryoso sa mga bagay na dapat seryosohin
Sorry kasi childish akong mag-isip minsan
Sorry kasi hindi kita mapansin kahit nasa harap lang kita
Sorry kasi binilang ko yung mga ginawa mo para sa akin. Maling-mali ako.
Sorry kasi hindi ako nakapag-sorry sa mga maling nasabi ko
Sorry kasi nabigyan kita ng mga problema
Sorry kasi nabunggo kita sa papag na nakatagilid
Sorry kasi pinaltos ang paa mo sa kakalakad
Sorry kasi lagi na lang ako busy o wala kapag kailangan mo ako
Sorry kasi nai-compare kita sa iba
Sorry kasi minsan nakakalimot ako
Sorry kasi hindi ko napakita kung gaano ka kaimportante sa akin.
Sorry kasi minsan hindi ako maka-appreciate
Sorry kasi wala akong masabi o magawa nung ikaw naman yung nangangailangan
Sorry…
Sa mga bagay na hindi ko na maalala pa… Thank you at sorry...
Monday, December 18, 2006
The UP Adventures: From Oblation Run to The Bomb Threat
Pumunta kaming UP nung Friday (Dec. 15, 2006)… Para manood ng… Dandananandanan! Oblation Run at syempre Lantern Parade!
Nandun kami sa baba ng hagdan ng dadaanan nila… Sa may AS steps ata (Tama ba?). Ayun! Pero mali pala ang inaasahan ng maraming tao dahil galing sila sa isang bagung-bagong van at ayun! They came from behind! Puro pwet lang nakita ko at ng mga kasama ko. OK na ako kahit pwet lang… Yung mga nandun sa pinakagilid ng daanan eh syempre naka-boso… Ahahaha!
Wala na kami masyadong makita at nakita kaya nagpasya na kaming umalis. Umupo kami sa Acad Oval at dun nilapitan ng mga taga-IYF na tudamax ang effort sa pagsasayaw. Ayun… Ang tagal naming umupo sa Acad Oval…
Dumating na ang mga taong-jackstone! May bagong parada! Nandun nga si Astroboy, Spiderman at marami pang iba. Syempre may mala-oble din silang tema. Ehehe! Censored nga si Astroboy eh tapos may mga costume na umiihi habang naglalakad! San ka pa??? Ahaha! At ayun. Todo effort naman kami sa paghintay sa lantern parade na may bomb threat pa nga raw. Tapos umupo ulit kami sa Acad Oval… Upo… Upo… Upo… Hanggang sa maging green na yung mga pwet namin. Ahoho!
Onga pala! Ang mahal ng bilihin dun! Aba! Ang taho na limang piso lang dito eh 10 pesos na dun! At yung kakarampot na nilagang mani eh 20 pesos na! Walang jo yan! Naghirap ako nung araw na yun! Pati yung dirty ice cream dun na 10 pesos eh dito nga five lang yun! (-_-) Ang mahal talaga… Kapag pala pupunta ako dun dapat magpayaman muna ako.
Hay…
Para sa Oble: May susunod pang years… Hehe!
Para sa Lantern Parade: Tsk! Sayang at hindi ka namin napanood!
Para sa mahal na bilihin sa UP: Ang mahal talaga!
Para sa Acad Oval: Masyado kang madamo! Hehe!
Para sa taho, ice cream at nilagang mani vendor: Pwede bang tumawad?
Nandun kami sa baba ng hagdan ng dadaanan nila… Sa may AS steps ata (Tama ba?). Ayun! Pero mali pala ang inaasahan ng maraming tao dahil galing sila sa isang bagung-bagong van at ayun! They came from behind! Puro pwet lang nakita ko at ng mga kasama ko. OK na ako kahit pwet lang… Yung mga nandun sa pinakagilid ng daanan eh syempre naka-boso… Ahahaha!
Wala na kami masyadong makita at nakita kaya nagpasya na kaming umalis. Umupo kami sa Acad Oval at dun nilapitan ng mga taga-IYF na tudamax ang effort sa pagsasayaw. Ayun… Ang tagal naming umupo sa Acad Oval…
Dumating na ang mga taong-jackstone! May bagong parada! Nandun nga si Astroboy, Spiderman at marami pang iba. Syempre may mala-oble din silang tema. Ehehe! Censored nga si Astroboy eh tapos may mga costume na umiihi habang naglalakad! San ka pa??? Ahaha! At ayun. Todo effort naman kami sa paghintay sa lantern parade na may bomb threat pa nga raw. Tapos umupo ulit kami sa Acad Oval… Upo… Upo… Upo… Hanggang sa maging green na yung mga pwet namin. Ahoho!
Onga pala! Ang mahal ng bilihin dun! Aba! Ang taho na limang piso lang dito eh 10 pesos na dun! At yung kakarampot na nilagang mani eh 20 pesos na! Walang jo yan! Naghirap ako nung araw na yun! Pati yung dirty ice cream dun na 10 pesos eh dito nga five lang yun! (-_-) Ang mahal talaga… Kapag pala pupunta ako dun dapat magpayaman muna ako.
Hay…
Para sa Oble: May susunod pang years… Hehe!
Para sa Lantern Parade: Tsk! Sayang at hindi ka namin napanood!
Para sa mahal na bilihin sa UP: Ang mahal talaga!
Para sa Acad Oval: Masyado kang madamo! Hehe!
Para sa taho, ice cream at nilagang mani vendor: Pwede bang tumawad?
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Wala munang bopis, libreng dyaryo, crosswords, sudoku...
Ayan… Bakasyon na rin sa wakas. Maraming estudyanteng tulad ko ang naghihintay niyan. Pero masaya nga ba ako dahil bakasyon na?
Uhm… May hang-over pa ako ng pagpasok.
Wala akong raket ngayon.
Walang pasok, walang baon.
Wala rin akong maiipon at hindi na muna ako makakakain ng bopis na puro sili sa carinderiang katapat ng carinderia ni Manang Luchie. Hay…
Wala munang hinatayan sa platform sa Santolan.
Wala munang Xpress at Libre.
Wala munang crosswords at sudoku.
Wala munang attendance sa CR na laging masikip, mainit at mapanghi. At laging baha!
Wala munang akyatan blues hanggang fifth floor…
Wala munang… Hay! Routine na nga ata talaga ang buhay ko. Araw-araw kong ginagawa yun, eh. Hindi ko talaga alam kung masaya ba ako dahil bakasyon na.
Hay… Buhay estudyante nga naman. Mga two weeks din kaming walang pasok. o_O Ahoho! Matagal-tagal pero tambak sa gawain…
Nga pala!
12 days na lang before Christmas!
Advance Merry Christmas!
Ang aga talaga ng bakasyon namin!
o_O
My thought for the day:
"Hindi ako naging ako nung mga panahon na akala ko ako ay ako." –Ako
Uhm… May hang-over pa ako ng pagpasok.
Wala akong raket ngayon.
Walang pasok, walang baon.
Wala rin akong maiipon at hindi na muna ako makakakain ng bopis na puro sili sa carinderiang katapat ng carinderia ni Manang Luchie. Hay…
Wala munang hinatayan sa platform sa Santolan.
Wala munang Xpress at Libre.
Wala munang crosswords at sudoku.
Wala munang attendance sa CR na laging masikip, mainit at mapanghi. At laging baha!
Wala munang akyatan blues hanggang fifth floor…
Wala munang… Hay! Routine na nga ata talaga ang buhay ko. Araw-araw kong ginagawa yun, eh. Hindi ko talaga alam kung masaya ba ako dahil bakasyon na.
Hay… Buhay estudyante nga naman. Mga two weeks din kaming walang pasok. o_O Ahoho! Matagal-tagal pero tambak sa gawain…
Nga pala!
12 days na lang before Christmas!
Advance Merry Christmas!
Ang aga talaga ng bakasyon namin!
o_O
My thought for the day:
"Hindi ako naging ako nung mga panahon na akala ko ako ay ako." –Ako
Monday, December 04, 2006
Great Expectations
For these past few days I have been thinking about myself, my so-called endowments and my soon-to-be discovered talents. I have never been like this since my sister won a prize in an essay-writing contest and since her article got published in a column of Libre. For several times I have thought that maybe there’s an open door for me in the field of writing but for several times, too, that I have thought that its door is close with the big red detour sign leading me to somewhere else.
They’re expecting too much from me. My mom is proud about her talent in writing good business correspondence and my sister is a blooming free-lance writer. Are they expecting me to be a good writer also? Or are they expecting me to be someone who simply stands out from the crowd?
I have never discovered myself fully. My so-called talents never bore any award for me. Maybe it is also due to my tendency to be idle when I do not like what I am doing or maybe it is due to I do not want to exert much effort to notice my hidden talents. I have never set my goals high. I just dream high. It’s such a big difference.
I have told myself that I can barely have what I want but a saying always pops in my head and that is, “There are two tragedies in life: not getting what you want and getting it.”
I do not know when I will be turning into ashes so I want to have an achievement by now. Currently, I am failing to help myself. When will I not? I am tired of being like this.
They’re expecting too much from me. My mom is proud about her talent in writing good business correspondence and my sister is a blooming free-lance writer. Are they expecting me to be a good writer also? Or are they expecting me to be someone who simply stands out from the crowd?
I have never discovered myself fully. My so-called talents never bore any award for me. Maybe it is also due to my tendency to be idle when I do not like what I am doing or maybe it is due to I do not want to exert much effort to notice my hidden talents. I have never set my goals high. I just dream high. It’s such a big difference.
I have told myself that I can barely have what I want but a saying always pops in my head and that is, “There are two tragedies in life: not getting what you want and getting it.”
I do not know when I will be turning into ashes so I want to have an achievement by now. Currently, I am failing to help myself. When will I not? I am tired of being like this.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
I love you... I love you... I love you...
Hindi ako sanay na sabihan ng “I love you…”
I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you…
Hmmm… Wah! Hindi effective… May pagka-windang effect pa rin talaga… Bakit ko nga ba ito sinasabi? Nabasa ko kasi sa isang blog ang “Luvshu. Mwah.” Ahem! Hindi naman sa assuming ako, ha! Ako yung sinasabihan! Pero hindi someone special ang nagsabi. Pero special pa rin! Pano yun? Uhm… Hindi yung someone showbiz… Friend ko siya! Ayun!
Ilang tao na rin ang nagsabi sa akin ng “I love you.” Pero hindi lahat English! Yung iba kasi Filipino… Uhm… Yung “Mahal kita.”
Nandyan si Noka, si *toot*, si *toot the second*, sarili ko… Basta! Many to mention… Sana nga many… Hoho!
Minsan talaga kinikilabutan ako kapag sinasabihan ako ng ganon. What’s the problem with me?!
(o_o) Naiinis ako. O_o Sasabihan ka ng ganon pero wala namang ginagawa. O kaya sasabihan ka tapos biglang mawawala… O kaya naman kahit simpleng kumusta eh hindi magawa. Pero taken na BUSY nga kasi siya. T_T Oh, ‘di ba! Kaloka! Pero that’s life. Naman! LAHAT NG PROBLEMA EH KONEKTADO SA “THAT IS LIFE!”
Pero hindi ata normal yung ugali ko! Tulong…
Medyo matipid lang talaga ako sa pagsabi nun. Minsan nahihiya akong sabihin kasi may windang effect din sa kanila yun. Hindi sila sanay na marinig sa akin yun. May pagka-sungit effect kasi ako.
I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you…
Hmmm… Wah! Hindi effective… May pagka-windang effect pa rin talaga… Bakit ko nga ba ito sinasabi? Nabasa ko kasi sa isang blog ang “Luvshu. Mwah.” Ahem! Hindi naman sa assuming ako, ha! Ako yung sinasabihan! Pero hindi someone special ang nagsabi. Pero special pa rin! Pano yun? Uhm… Hindi yung someone showbiz… Friend ko siya! Ayun!
Ilang tao na rin ang nagsabi sa akin ng “I love you.” Pero hindi lahat English! Yung iba kasi Filipino… Uhm… Yung “Mahal kita.”
Nandyan si Noka, si *toot*, si *toot the second*, sarili ko… Basta! Many to mention… Sana nga many… Hoho!
Minsan talaga kinikilabutan ako kapag sinasabihan ako ng ganon. What’s the problem with me?!
Lumaki naman ako sa mundong may pagmamahalan.
(o_o) Naiinis ako. O_o Sasabihan ka ng ganon pero wala namang ginagawa. O kaya sasabihan ka tapos biglang mawawala… O kaya naman kahit simpleng kumusta eh hindi magawa. Pero taken na BUSY nga kasi siya. T_T Oh, ‘di ba! Kaloka! Pero that’s life. Naman! LAHAT NG PROBLEMA EH KONEKTADO SA “THAT IS LIFE!”
Pero hindi ata normal yung ugali ko! Tulong…
Medyo matipid lang talaga ako sa pagsabi nun. Minsan nahihiya akong sabihin kasi may windang effect din sa kanila yun. Hindi sila sanay na marinig sa akin yun. May pagka-sungit effect kasi ako.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Sosyalerang ewan
Kausap ko yung 2 kong kaklase kahapon. Yung isa nagbibigay ng beauty tips sa akin tapos yung naman eh nakikipag-usap sa akin tungkol sa love life (hindi love life ko) at kung anu-ano pa.
Ako kasi yung tipo ng tao na gusto ko lang ng pantalon, t-shirt at rubber shoes/sandals. Simpleng-simple lang talaga ako. Hindi naman kasi ako yung tipo ng todo japorms. Tinatanong din nila kung marunong ba akong mag-ayos ng sarili ko. Well… It shows… Hindi ko talaga hobby ang magsuklay at ang palitadahan ng pulbo ang muka ko. Parang lagi akong dinadaanan ng Super Typhoon eh. Ü Uy! Teka muna! Nag-ayos na pala ako nung grad ball namin! Oh, ‘di ba?!
Mukha raw akong soyalerang ewan. What’s sosyalerang ewan? Do you mean it’s the pa-sosyal pero hindi really sosyal? Oh, my goshy! Ahem! Nagbagong anyo ata ako. Hindi naman ako pasosyal. Mukha raw akong nage-fx pero sa katunayan hanggang jeep lang ang kaya ng budget ko. May nagsabi pa nga sa akin ng ganito eh… Ehem ehem…
“Sa tingin ko mayaman ka. Hindi mo naman makikita sa pananamit yun, eh.”
Nyay! Compliment ba yun o insult? Mukha ba akong gusgusing bata?
Dahil ba sa kulay ng balat kaya ko? Dahil ba sa mga piraso ng bakal na nakasemento sa mga ngipin ko? Dahil ba sa bag na gamit ko sa school kahit napunit-punit na ‘yon? Bakit ganon ang tingin nila sa akin?!?! Well… Well… Well… Hindi po ako mayaman at higit sa lahat hindi ako sosyalerang ewan. Hindi nga ako magaling gumamit ng fork and knife sa restaurants! Solid ako sa spoon and fork! Hindi nga finesse ang pagkilos ko, eh!
Hay… (-_-)
Ako kasi yung tipo ng tao na gusto ko lang ng pantalon, t-shirt at rubber shoes/sandals. Simpleng-simple lang talaga ako. Hindi naman kasi ako yung tipo ng todo japorms. Tinatanong din nila kung marunong ba akong mag-ayos ng sarili ko. Well… It shows… Hindi ko talaga hobby ang magsuklay at ang palitadahan ng pulbo ang muka ko. Parang lagi akong dinadaanan ng Super Typhoon eh. Ü Uy! Teka muna! Nag-ayos na pala ako nung grad ball namin! Oh, ‘di ba?!
Mukha raw akong soyalerang ewan. What’s sosyalerang ewan? Do you mean it’s the pa-sosyal pero hindi really sosyal? Oh, my goshy! Ahem! Nagbagong anyo ata ako. Hindi naman ako pasosyal. Mukha raw akong nage-fx pero sa katunayan hanggang jeep lang ang kaya ng budget ko. May nagsabi pa nga sa akin ng ganito eh… Ehem ehem…
“Sa tingin ko mayaman ka. Hindi mo naman makikita sa pananamit yun, eh.”
Nyay! Compliment ba yun o insult? Mukha ba akong gusgusing bata?
Dahil ba sa kulay ng balat kaya ko? Dahil ba sa mga piraso ng bakal na nakasemento sa mga ngipin ko? Dahil ba sa bag na gamit ko sa school kahit napunit-punit na ‘yon? Bakit ganon ang tingin nila sa akin?!?! Well… Well… Well… Hindi po ako mayaman at higit sa lahat hindi ako sosyalerang ewan. Hindi nga ako magaling gumamit ng fork and knife sa restaurants! Solid ako sa spoon and fork! Hindi nga finesse ang pagkilos ko, eh!
Hay… (-_-)
Monday, November 20, 2006
I can’t believe that my eyes were teary before we went home. It was due to some uncontrollable variables in the environment.
Yesterday I was narrating an event. I was very serious when the person I was talking to suddenly said something about being funny. My vision seemed to dim. I felt so much frustration.
I really have a hard time expressing myself through words because I am rhetorically perplexed. My vocabulary seems to narrow every time I want to say something and things always get jumbled in my head.
And I just continued chatting with him/her.
It’s a tough task for me to express my emotions and they just end up tightly packed in my chest… Maybe that’s why I can hardly breathe every time I get angry. To every one who’s involved in this entry and to anyone who thinks they are involved… Just read the following…
Please try to understand me.
I can hardly conform with some of your ideas. Give me time...
I may not be really expressive but I am sensitive enough to know what’s happening.
Stop thinking that I am always happy. I do smile a lot but that does not mean that everything is in their place.
I became like this, partly, because there are people who don’t take me seriously.
It may be a text away but it is not enough to show how I really feel. Stop making me feel that everything’s funny every time I am burdened with these kinds of stuffs!
I have had hurt many people. I am human. I err. I fail. I am sorry.
Not everything is here. Well… As what I have said... I have problems with expressing myself through words. Words are weak in containing man's desires and emotions.
I can’t believe I almost cried for you.
How divine is it to forgive?
“Life does not cease to be funny when one cries and it does not cease to be serious when one laughs.”
Friday, November 03, 2006
Ang Musical na LRT2 at ang First Day
52 days before Christmas… Nov. 3 yun! Ngayon yun! At ngayon din ang first day ng 2nd sem namin. Gamit ko pa yung leather kong backpack na medyo dyahe dalin dahil matigas!
Akala ko eh nananaginip ulit ako. Aba! Musical na ngayon ang LRT2! Umaasenso! Dati kasi yung akala kong music sa loob ng tren eh galing lang pala sa isang pasaherong nagsa-sound trip. Christmas songs na yung pinapatugtog syempre.
Ayan! School na kami! Yehey! Konti lang yung tao siguro dahil medyo alanganin nga naman na ngayon ang first day ng klase at may kumakalat na mga balita na sa Nov. 6 pa ang totoong start ng klase.
Ayun! Inindyan kami ng profs. Yung prof lang namin sa Accounting yung dumating! Huhu! Ang galing niya talagang manakot! Mahirap i-explain, eh! Ganito pa nga yung pagkakaintindi ko sa mga sinabi niya,
“Tres na ang pinakamataas kong binibigay. Hindi ako mahilig magturo kaya dapat kayong mag-aral. Marami rin akong ipapagawa sa inyo kaya kailangan niyo ng at least isang pad ng 6-column worksheet. At magdudugo ang mga utak niyo sa puro computations na ipapagawa ko. Mahilig din ako sa penalties.”
(-_-)
Dos ang kailangan namin! Pambihira naman. At take note… “At least” isang pad ng 6-column worksheet yun, ah.
Ayun. Dahil sa inindyan kami ng profs namin eh lumayas na rin kami. Nasa bakasyon pa ata yung iba, eh. At syempre LRT2 ulit! Aba… Musical pa rin at kahit sa mismong platform eh may music na rin. Ahihihi… Pagkatapos kaya ng Pasko meron pa ring ganon?
Akala ko eh nananaginip ulit ako. Aba! Musical na ngayon ang LRT2! Umaasenso! Dati kasi yung akala kong music sa loob ng tren eh galing lang pala sa isang pasaherong nagsa-sound trip. Christmas songs na yung pinapatugtog syempre.
Ayan! School na kami! Yehey! Konti lang yung tao siguro dahil medyo alanganin nga naman na ngayon ang first day ng klase at may kumakalat na mga balita na sa Nov. 6 pa ang totoong start ng klase.
Ayun! Inindyan kami ng profs. Yung prof lang namin sa Accounting yung dumating! Huhu! Ang galing niya talagang manakot! Mahirap i-explain, eh! Ganito pa nga yung pagkakaintindi ko sa mga sinabi niya,
“Tres na ang pinakamataas kong binibigay. Hindi ako mahilig magturo kaya dapat kayong mag-aral. Marami rin akong ipapagawa sa inyo kaya kailangan niyo ng at least isang pad ng 6-column worksheet. At magdudugo ang mga utak niyo sa puro computations na ipapagawa ko. Mahilig din ako sa penalties.”
(-_-)
Dos ang kailangan namin! Pambihira naman. At take note… “At least” isang pad ng 6-column worksheet yun, ah.
Ayun. Dahil sa inindyan kami ng profs namin eh lumayas na rin kami. Nasa bakasyon pa ata yung iba, eh. At syempre LRT2 ulit! Aba… Musical pa rin at kahit sa mismong platform eh may music na rin. Ahihihi… Pagkatapos kaya ng Pasko meron pa ring ganon?
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Childhood
Tumawag sa akin kagabi ang isang childhood friend. Medyo may pagkamalabo sa akin ang kwento ng childhood ko.
Malambing na boses ang unang bumungad sa akin. Hindi siya nagpakilala at nagpapahula pa kung sino siya. Aba! Hindi naman ako manghuhula pero alam kong siya si Kadija hindi ko lang sinabi.
Hindi ko matandaan kung close ba kami nung mga bata palang kami. Binalitaan din niya ako sa whereabouts ng dati naming mga kalaro. (o_o) My gulay! Hanggang pangalan na lang ang alam ko! Hindi ko rin matandaan ang edad nila!
Kumustahan at balitaan ang maikling pag-uusap namin. Medyo na-excite din akong maka-usap siya kasi syempre! Naging parte rin siya ng slightly forgotten childhood ko. First year Economics student siya sa UST. Uhm… Baka makita niyo rin siya sa Starstruck4. Sumali raw siya roon! Tapos… Baka nagkikita na pala kami sa LRT2 tapos hindi ko alam. Basta ang alam ko kulot siya and she’s 5’6” tall. Whoooh!!! 5’1” ata ako, eh. Ang tangkad niya! (-_-)
Tinatanong rin niya kung ano hitsura ko. Nako po! Speechless ako! Ang sinabi ko lang, “Ito maliit pa rin pero masmatangkad ako kay ate!” Hehe! Talagang binida ko yung height ko, noh!
Ayun. Nagyaya siya na magkita naman kami minsan. Sa piyesta raw o kaya sa debut niya. Ü Nako… Nasha-shy ako. Ahehehe! Pero gusto kong pumunta, ah!
Malambing na boses ang unang bumungad sa akin. Hindi siya nagpakilala at nagpapahula pa kung sino siya. Aba! Hindi naman ako manghuhula pero alam kong siya si Kadija hindi ko lang sinabi.
Hindi ko matandaan kung close ba kami nung mga bata palang kami. Binalitaan din niya ako sa whereabouts ng dati naming mga kalaro. (o_o) My gulay! Hanggang pangalan na lang ang alam ko! Hindi ko rin matandaan ang edad nila!
Kumustahan at balitaan ang maikling pag-uusap namin. Medyo na-excite din akong maka-usap siya kasi syempre! Naging parte rin siya ng slightly forgotten childhood ko. First year Economics student siya sa UST. Uhm… Baka makita niyo rin siya sa Starstruck4. Sumali raw siya roon! Tapos… Baka nagkikita na pala kami sa LRT2 tapos hindi ko alam. Basta ang alam ko kulot siya and she’s 5’6” tall. Whoooh!!! 5’1” ata ako, eh. Ang tangkad niya! (-_-)
Tinatanong rin niya kung ano hitsura ko. Nako po! Speechless ako! Ang sinabi ko lang, “Ito maliit pa rin pero masmatangkad ako kay ate!” Hehe! Talagang binida ko yung height ko, noh!
Ayun. Nagyaya siya na magkita naman kami minsan. Sa piyesta raw o kaya sa debut niya. Ü Nako… Nasha-shy ako. Ahehehe! Pero gusto kong pumunta, ah!
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Check-op
Linggo nun. Kakagaling lang namin sa ortho para papalitan yung wire ng braces ko na naputol. Magtetext sana ako ngunit biglang… *TOOT* Check operator sevices… Huwat! May 20 pesos pa akong extra load! Hindi ko man nagamit. (o_o)
Ilan sa mga naipong messages sa inbox ko ay ang mga sumusunod:
“They say things don’t happen accidentally. If they are bound to happen they surely will. You’re not just an accident, I was meant to know you for a reason.” >Aw. Ü
“Everyday I soak myself with reasons to forget them. Everyday I lie. Everyday I try to find strength to get me through... And yet everyday I die...” >Paki-explain… (?_?)
Syempre kung may seryoso may joke din. No offense to Chinese…
New born Chinese names:
Born secretly: Tina Go
Born swindled: Lino Co
Born alternately: Sally Tan
Born accused: Macy Sy
Born honest: Uma Ming
Born dark: Andy Lim
Born fat: Lucky Chan
Born fatter: Bob Uy
Born evil: Daemon Yu
Born flirt: Alan Dy
Born smelly: Kelly Kay Lee
Born different: Eva Yan
Born incomplete: Cole Ang
Born sick: Hatch Cheng
Born cute: Eddy Mi
Meron din talagang... Uhmm… Basta maganda kaya speechless ako.
“There are two greatest days in your life… The day you were born and the day you discover why.”
Meron ding mga panloloko at akala ko ay seryoso talaga.
“If you have deposits in Pan-Asia, Banco De Oro and Cocobank withdraw it ASAP! Rumors say they’re in trouble and will soon merge to become Pan-De-Coco!”
Syempre. Andyan din yung about love.
“One day a girl asked her boyfriend, “Ilan na ang minahal mo?” The boy was confused. He then looked back at the girl and said, “Bakit ilan ka ba?””
“It is really very sad to let go someone you loved with your whole being… But sometimes letting go is the bet way out and the most sensible thing to do… Love conquers all but not everybody wins the battle. Conceding does not mean you’re weak but it shows that you’re brave enough to face reality.” >Yung last line sana dito yung ise-send ko, eh! Tapos bigla na akong check-op.
At hinding-hindi mawawala ang quotable quotes from movies… Yung isa ‘di ko alam kung san galing.
“People will adore and love you for all the things you’ve done for them, but will hate you for a single mistake. That’s the irony of life.” – Uncle Ben, Spiderman
“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” – Dr. Seuss
Hindi rin mawawala ang Erap Jokes. >Pero hindi na ito na-trap sa inbox ko. Share lang.
Erap calling
Erap: Miss. Gusto kong malaman kung gaano katagal ang biyahe mula sa Pilipinas papuntang San Francisco
Telephone Operator: Just a minute, sir.
Erap: Ok. Thank you. (At binaba na ang phone)
At syempre. Hindi mawawala ang text ng ever-loyal kong textmate.
“Your Account Balance as of 10/31/2006 10:02:07 is 0.00
You also have 0 remaining free texts.”
Ilan sa mga naipong messages sa inbox ko ay ang mga sumusunod:
“They say things don’t happen accidentally. If they are bound to happen they surely will. You’re not just an accident, I was meant to know you for a reason.” >Aw. Ü
“Everyday I soak myself with reasons to forget them. Everyday I lie. Everyday I try to find strength to get me through... And yet everyday I die...” >Paki-explain… (?_?)
Syempre kung may seryoso may joke din. No offense to Chinese…
New born Chinese names:
Born secretly: Tina Go
Born swindled: Lino Co
Born alternately: Sally Tan
Born accused: Macy Sy
Born honest: Uma Ming
Born dark: Andy Lim
Born fat: Lucky Chan
Born fatter: Bob Uy
Born evil: Daemon Yu
Born flirt: Alan Dy
Born smelly: Kelly Kay Lee
Born different: Eva Yan
Born incomplete: Cole Ang
Born sick: Hatch Cheng
Born cute: Eddy Mi
Meron din talagang... Uhmm… Basta maganda kaya speechless ako.
“There are two greatest days in your life… The day you were born and the day you discover why.”
Meron ding mga panloloko at akala ko ay seryoso talaga.
“If you have deposits in Pan-Asia, Banco De Oro and Cocobank withdraw it ASAP! Rumors say they’re in trouble and will soon merge to become Pan-De-Coco!”
Syempre. Andyan din yung about love.
“One day a girl asked her boyfriend, “Ilan na ang minahal mo?” The boy was confused. He then looked back at the girl and said, “Bakit ilan ka ba?””
“It is really very sad to let go someone you loved with your whole being… But sometimes letting go is the bet way out and the most sensible thing to do… Love conquers all but not everybody wins the battle. Conceding does not mean you’re weak but it shows that you’re brave enough to face reality.” >Yung last line sana dito yung ise-send ko, eh! Tapos bigla na akong check-op.
At hinding-hindi mawawala ang quotable quotes from movies… Yung isa ‘di ko alam kung san galing.
“People will adore and love you for all the things you’ve done for them, but will hate you for a single mistake. That’s the irony of life.” – Uncle Ben, Spiderman
“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” – Dr. Seuss
Hindi rin mawawala ang Erap Jokes. >Pero hindi na ito na-trap sa inbox ko. Share lang.
Erap calling
Erap: Miss. Gusto kong malaman kung gaano katagal ang biyahe mula sa Pilipinas papuntang San Francisco
Telephone Operator: Just a minute, sir.
Erap: Ok. Thank you. (At binaba na ang phone)
At syempre. Hindi mawawala ang text ng ever-loyal kong textmate.
“Your Account Balance as of 10/31/2006 10:02:07 is 0.00
You also have 0 remaining free texts.”
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Enrolment
Tapos na rin ang enrolment para sa second sem. Tapos na nga ba? Ay hindi pa pala. Isa ako sa mga naunang nakatapos. Yung iba eh magpapakahirap pa. Hay… Kawawa naman sila.
Hay! Wala namang nangyari nung first day of enrolment namin. Ayun. Nasayang ang ilang oras ng buhay namin kahihintay. Muntik pa kaming mapalusong ni Jep sa maitim na baha. Buti na lang nandyan ang pedicab para iligtas kami mula sa paglusong.
Ano nga bang meron nung second day? Hindi ko masyadong maalala. Basta nag-Chowking kami. Umuwi ulit kami ng maaga. At… At last nadama ko rin ang 25 pesos na binayad ko para sa dyaryo ng College namin. Nakakuha na rin ako ng kopya. Ang P.E. pa pala namin ay social dance. Hala! Nag-tango na kami nung 4th year high school at hindi naging madali ang mga pangyayari.
Third day… Sa wakas! Nakabayad na rin ako. Naupuan pa nga kami ng mga nakapila sa validation! Nakaupo kasi yung pila ng sa cashier tapos yung sa validation nakatayo. Hay! Napipe pa kami ni Jeda.
Nasa loob na ako nun pero wala akong ibabayad. Tapos pinalabas pa kami tapos pinapasok ulit. Ayun! Nakuha ko na yung enrolment slip ko kaya makakapagbayad na ako. Dumating ang isang kaklase namin. Mukha na siyang haggard kaya nagprisinta akong ibayad siya. Tapos dumating na ang kontra bida. Dandananandanan! Tinatanong yung pangalan ko tapos pinagsisigawan pa ako. Kesyo lalaki raw yung ibabayad ko at masyado raw akong mabait. Hindi niya alam may sungay ako!
Kukunin daw ako agad ni Lord. Sabi ko naman eh dadalawin ko siya. Marami raw talaga bumabastos sa kanya at nasama na ako sa black list niya. (-_-) Sina Froilan, Hyde, Hazel, Gibson and many more na yung naglakad ng validation ng OR ko at ng registration card ko. Take note, ha! Abot hanggang 4th floor ang pila sa validation. Thank goodness natapos ako kahapon kahit gabi na ako nakauwi!
Hay! Wala namang nangyari nung first day of enrolment namin. Ayun. Nasayang ang ilang oras ng buhay namin kahihintay. Muntik pa kaming mapalusong ni Jep sa maitim na baha. Buti na lang nandyan ang pedicab para iligtas kami mula sa paglusong.
Ano nga bang meron nung second day? Hindi ko masyadong maalala. Basta nag-Chowking kami. Umuwi ulit kami ng maaga. At… At last nadama ko rin ang 25 pesos na binayad ko para sa dyaryo ng College namin. Nakakuha na rin ako ng kopya. Ang P.E. pa pala namin ay social dance. Hala! Nag-tango na kami nung 4th year high school at hindi naging madali ang mga pangyayari.
Third day… Sa wakas! Nakabayad na rin ako. Naupuan pa nga kami ng mga nakapila sa validation! Nakaupo kasi yung pila ng sa cashier tapos yung sa validation nakatayo. Hay! Napipe pa kami ni Jeda.
Nasa loob na ako nun pero wala akong ibabayad. Tapos pinalabas pa kami tapos pinapasok ulit. Ayun! Nakuha ko na yung enrolment slip ko kaya makakapagbayad na ako. Dumating ang isang kaklase namin. Mukha na siyang haggard kaya nagprisinta akong ibayad siya. Tapos dumating na ang kontra bida. Dandananandanan! Tinatanong yung pangalan ko tapos pinagsisigawan pa ako. Kesyo lalaki raw yung ibabayad ko at masyado raw akong mabait. Hindi niya alam may sungay ako!
Kukunin daw ako agad ni Lord. Sabi ko naman eh dadalawin ko siya. Marami raw talaga bumabastos sa kanya at nasama na ako sa black list niya. (-_-) Sina Froilan, Hyde, Hazel, Gibson and many more na yung naglakad ng validation ng OR ko at ng registration card ko. Take note, ha! Abot hanggang 4th floor ang pila sa validation. Thank goodness natapos ako kahapon kahit gabi na ako nakauwi!
Monday, October 23, 2006
Alay-lakad
Breast cancer... Ang alam ko pati lalake eh tinatamaan nito. Isa ito sa major causes of death lalo na sa mga kababaihan. (-_-) Aw.
Nag-alay-lakad kami kahapon sa Mall of Asia… Uhm… Walk for a cause yun. Fund raising. I have had a scarce idea about the event. Basta ang alam ko kailangan kong pumunta doon, mag-register at maglakad. Period! Kanina ko nga lang nalaman na 3 km pala ang nilakad namin.
Sa jeep pa lang may 2 nang taga-PUP. Uhm… Tapos kasabay rin namin sila pagsakay ng bus. Ahehehe… Field trip nga ang naging dating. Puro kami PUPians sa bus! Tibak pa ata yung nakatabi ko. Hindi ko lang alam kung oo nga.
Buti na lang nakita ko yung mga kaklase ko at ayun. Nag-start na ang program pero tyan-pababa lang ni Regine Tolentino ang nakita ko. (-_-) Ayun… Lakad lakad. Nag-shortcut kami ni Vera. Dun kami dumaan sa may bagong tambak na lupa. At syempre! Lumubog ang mga paa namin pero hindi yung eksaheradong pagkalubog.
Isang baso lang ng Milo yung nadama ko sa freebies na ibibigay sa amin. Lasa pang paper cup. (-_-)
Syempre andun na kami kaya naghintay na kami sa pagbukas ng mall. Bankrupt nga ako, eh! Nagpagawa kasi ako ng keypad ng cellphone ko. Yehey! Hindi na ako gagamit ng letter Z kapalit ng letter S!
Hindi ko alam kung nakatulong nga ba talaga ako sa ginawang fund raising. Hay. Hindi ko alam kung anong naging silbi ng pangalan at pirma ko sa kapirasong papel na sinulatan ko. Sana nga nakatulong yung pagpirma at paglakad ko. Kasi ayun lang kaya kong i-contribute.
Nag-alay-lakad kami kahapon sa Mall of Asia… Uhm… Walk for a cause yun. Fund raising. I have had a scarce idea about the event. Basta ang alam ko kailangan kong pumunta doon, mag-register at maglakad. Period! Kanina ko nga lang nalaman na 3 km pala ang nilakad namin.
Sa jeep pa lang may 2 nang taga-PUP. Uhm… Tapos kasabay rin namin sila pagsakay ng bus. Ahehehe… Field trip nga ang naging dating. Puro kami PUPians sa bus! Tibak pa ata yung nakatabi ko. Hindi ko lang alam kung oo nga.
Buti na lang nakita ko yung mga kaklase ko at ayun. Nag-start na ang program pero tyan-pababa lang ni Regine Tolentino ang nakita ko. (-_-) Ayun… Lakad lakad. Nag-shortcut kami ni Vera. Dun kami dumaan sa may bagong tambak na lupa. At syempre! Lumubog ang mga paa namin pero hindi yung eksaheradong pagkalubog.
Isang baso lang ng Milo yung nadama ko sa freebies na ibibigay sa amin. Lasa pang paper cup. (-_-)
Syempre andun na kami kaya naghintay na kami sa pagbukas ng mall. Bankrupt nga ako, eh! Nagpagawa kasi ako ng keypad ng cellphone ko. Yehey! Hindi na ako gagamit ng letter Z kapalit ng letter S!
Hindi ko alam kung nakatulong nga ba talaga ako sa ginawang fund raising. Hay. Hindi ko alam kung anong naging silbi ng pangalan at pirma ko sa kapirasong papel na sinulatan ko. Sana nga nakatulong yung pagpirma at paglakad ko. Kasi ayun lang kaya kong i-contribute.
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