current music: NRG - Just Blaze
Guess what? I'm on something I'd like to call "LnK High". :D
What's it like? Think of giving up your summer to help kids to learn, then spend the last week before classes start non-stop partying/gimmicking with some of the nicest, coolest, hottest, most amazing people on earth. Yeah. THat's it. :)
There's a TnT High, and a Days high, each of them special in their own ways. Ngayon ko lang ata nagkaroon ng LnK high. First in perhaps 3 years. Maybe it's because of the outing, but for the most part, it's simply knowing you've done some amazing stuff.
So this is why God kept me from TnT'ing this year. He wanted me to finally take part in another LnK Outing.
Ewan ko. Saya kasi ng pag-bond kasama nilang lahat. I love them to bits, even if I don't know all of them so well. Ganun lang eh. That's love; no reasons required.
It also helps to be in a nice place to do nothing but have fun.
Well, my day wasn't so perfect. I left the house with a little rice and a wee bit of the vege-beefsteak for breakfast. I squeezed with Luigi, Leo, Parel and Jerome on the way to Antipolo in the car, with the way plagued with heavy traffic. Then, to complicate things, Jon's van gets hit from behind! So everything got delayed... We also lost the game. So fine.
And everything else was just plain peaches from there. Bliss. :) From sliding down the poolslide, to tossing the football in the pool, to eating with everybody all together while chilling to reggae music, to Chino's speech at Burger King, down to the car ride home c/o Mickee... Wala lang. Masaya ako.
Not everyone was perfectly, 100% happiness. Iba-iba ang tao, at sa aming grupong 41 katao, may sariling "plotlines" kami. Hard to know them all, let alone tell them.
So un. I loved my day. :) My summer is officially over, and I can't quite ask for more (except maybe being a TnT. But I digress. :p)
I'm tired, broke, and a bit worried about the details for reg and next sem and days. But I'm happy. Really happy. :)
Sa mga iba dyan, sali kayo next summer. Ako bahala sa inyo. :D
Friday, May 28, 2004
current music: wala. TV's showing 24 Oras, though...
If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal.
well... come to think of it... dalawa sila, so...
If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal.
ayaaan...
Try not to read meanings. You'll just hurt your head. (but it makes perfect sense in mine... LnK'ers, quiet kayo. nasa logbook pa ata yun. :p)
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Fun ang Grad. Sobra. ü Medyo stressful nga lang (dahil late ang karamihan), but we pulled through. Super saya sumayaw nanaman sina Perry, Paeng, Migo, Jeloi, Bingo, RaPao at Migs B.
Oh yeah! May NEW CONTROVERSY that the guys caught on video. :D And we thought we figured out kung sino ang pinaka-"Rene". And then this happened... :D
But come to think of it, ok lang sa akin. Napa-"Aww, how sweet" ako. But still...nakakatuwa pa rin. :p
Wala lang. It's days like this I'm blessed to be part of LnK. I can't wait till tomorrow and Sunday brings me more time to chill with them all.
AYOKO PANG MAGING JUNE! NOOO!
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I'm so proud of my student (and our Valedictorian) Jobert Azares. Napa-"rakstar!" ako sa speech nya! I didn't think he'd deliver it in that quality of English. But then again, their batch (which was my very very first batch) was, overloaded with smarts. hehehe. So it's nice to see them succeed.
There were other things too. Seeing the other boys win the basketball championship, seeing sina Annalyn and Mark and the others dance... wala lang.
I'm so proud. :D
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As of right now, I'm LnK's Deputy Student's Committee Head. And a few hours ago, I almost became the StudCom head for real. But three votes got in the way. Wala lang. SAYANG.
But hey, I'm happy for the next summer! Think about it: Angel as Chair, Perry as Vice Chair. That alone speaks volumes. Then there's Jeloi who more than deserves the Sec Com spot, there's Chreesy becoming Acad Com head. Pie and Tara as well as Big Pao stay on as FormaCom and LogCom heads, and someone hardworking like Migs is our StudCom Head... what's not to like?
A huge roster of some of the best people in the world, the odds that my kids will teach someday, Chimoms coming back... wala lang. I love LnK. At magiging superstar na rakstar ang next summer.
Now, I'm praying Kuya Jess will align the heavens to let me be part of it... just... one... more... time...
Lalo na't baka may yayain kong sumali sa LnK si... ü
No, wait. argh! No! STop! Stop it Raph. Don't indulge that thought!
...
But hey. Being a sponsor started with a thought just like that... and now... :D
If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal.
well... come to think of it... dalawa sila, so...
If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal.
ayaaan...
Try not to read meanings. You'll just hurt your head. (but it makes perfect sense in mine... LnK'ers, quiet kayo. nasa logbook pa ata yun. :p)
==============
Fun ang Grad. Sobra. ü Medyo stressful nga lang (dahil late ang karamihan), but we pulled through. Super saya sumayaw nanaman sina Perry, Paeng, Migo, Jeloi, Bingo, RaPao at Migs B.
Oh yeah! May NEW CONTROVERSY that the guys caught on video. :D And we thought we figured out kung sino ang pinaka-"Rene". And then this happened... :D
But come to think of it, ok lang sa akin. Napa-"Aww, how sweet" ako. But still...nakakatuwa pa rin. :p
Wala lang. It's days like this I'm blessed to be part of LnK. I can't wait till tomorrow and Sunday brings me more time to chill with them all.
AYOKO PANG MAGING JUNE! NOOO!
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I'm so proud of my student (and our Valedictorian) Jobert Azares. Napa-"rakstar!" ako sa speech nya! I didn't think he'd deliver it in that quality of English. But then again, their batch (which was my very very first batch) was, overloaded with smarts. hehehe. So it's nice to see them succeed.
There were other things too. Seeing the other boys win the basketball championship, seeing sina Annalyn and Mark and the others dance... wala lang.
I'm so proud. :D
==============
As of right now, I'm LnK's Deputy Student's Committee Head. And a few hours ago, I almost became the StudCom head for real. But three votes got in the way. Wala lang. SAYANG.
But hey, I'm happy for the next summer! Think about it: Angel as Chair, Perry as Vice Chair. That alone speaks volumes. Then there's Jeloi who more than deserves the Sec Com spot, there's Chreesy becoming Acad Com head. Pie and Tara as well as Big Pao stay on as FormaCom and LogCom heads, and someone hardworking like Migs is our StudCom Head... what's not to like?
A huge roster of some of the best people in the world, the odds that my kids will teach someday, Chimoms coming back... wala lang. I love LnK. At magiging superstar na rakstar ang next summer.
Now, I'm praying Kuya Jess will align the heavens to let me be part of it... just... one... more... time...
Lalo na't baka may yayain kong sumali sa LnK si... ü
No, wait. argh! No! STop! Stop it Raph. Don't indulge that thought!
...
But hey. Being a sponsor started with a thought just like that... and now... :D
Wednesday, May 26, 2004
current music: One and Only - Parokya ni Edgar
His day was a day of secrets.
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He began it with a clandestine meeting with someone's mother. Interestingly, stories were swapped. Some inspired laughs and cheers, as they traded embarrassing anecdote after another. Other tales made hair stand on end. There were some pretty indecent things that took place in their household. He and his rector listend ruefully to the testimony.
Sometimes, we learn things we wished we never knew. Hence, we keep things secret, hoping nobody hurts from what we keep from others.
Leaving the cafeteria, he had a mission. He was to find someone who would hopefully key a conversion in someone's heart. He knew, as decreed by his tasks, that he had to get the job done. However, he understood such a thing would bring pain.
He weighed his options carefully, as he boarded a tricylce back to the church. Deliberations were taking place, and he missed quite a bit already.
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I wish I could come along.
His thoughts drifted to images of Shrek 2. The first movie totally sucked ass in his opinion, but the trailer of its sequel elicited at least a smile. He now had the option to come along with them to watch.
He just didn't have enough money.
They sat at Jollibee. Deliberations were done, and he was gratefuly his duties as a tutor were coming to an end. Finally, a new batch of students would enter school with the peace of mind that their tuition would be taken care of. He was also proud of denying several freeloaders of their shot, especially because they did nothing to help them.
Yes. He was happy. He related it to Jeloi, the friend beside him in between experiences of being with family and shaving, that in a span of two months, everything he could ever really wish for was coming true. Wishing and praying does work, he said.
Everything...except... well, we'll have to wait and see...
Now, at Jollibee, they were preparing a surprise. It was Issa's birthday. The anticipation was heavy, the people were feeling giddy. It was a good feeling.
One by one they boarded tricylces back to the church. He watched and smiled, as a small fleet of trikes sped, changing formations as they flew.
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"Andyan na siya!" Paeng, Migo and RaPao hid behind the black glided gate. Michiko killed the electric fans, and Kat corraled two kids into the shadows so they wouldn't be seen. Migi kept silent.
Issa, with Angel, Wowie, Mickee and Migs in tow, started to pluck balloons one by one. He took pride in the work he and Chreesy had done, placing balloons all over the garden, up the staircase, each with a puzzle piece. They were waiting for her to assemble the puzzle, with their message written across.
She climbed the stairs, and they crawled out of their hiding places. Some from Linkod Hall, creeping out from behind tables and stacked chairs. Ninjas, some would say. Stealth commandos also come to mind, in comparison to the stealth displayed by LnK'ers. Siguro pwede ko silang yayaing mag-airsoft, he thought, watching them duck for cover behind doors, pillars, ledges of walls, even bathrooms of opposite sexes.
They gathered at the foot of the staircase. They waited, and waited in the dark, then Angel said out loud "1-2-3!"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!" sang twelve people, climbing the stairs. The plan went off without a hitch.
In two days, it'd be Big Pao's turn. He couldn't wait.
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He walked alone. There were many little rocks on his way, and while his trusty white Adidas shoes cushioned his feet, they were no match to the miles he was trekking. Long miles. He looked up, and saw the lights on the horizon.
The road smoothened, then became rocky, then muddy. To the path's credit, it was relatively well-lit. The guiding light was a welcome addition, and it kept him safe from stumbling the whole way.
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He reached the gate of his village. Sweat beads formed at his forehead. His face towel was already drenched and useless in this impasse.
That's when she stepped out of the triclye. His eyes traced the outline of the woman's figure. He estimated her height to be up to his nose, her ponytailed hair swishing left and right like a hypnotic pendulum. Before passing the village gate, she turned her head to look back a bit. Instinctively, his eyes switched gaze from the back of her head to the empty road on the right. He took in a quick glace of her face.
Wow.
He walked as the lithe figure lead the way. Clomp clomp went her low-heeled shoes, carrying the weight of calves, white like the milk he drank for breakfast.
They walked. He slowed his pace, deliberately, to give her some safe distance to walk without feeling too closely followed. That, and the fatigue of walking all the way from Della caught up to him. Crunch went some dry leaves beneath his feet. He started to pick his pace more carefully, gently lifting his Adidas shoes so as not to scrape the concrete.
His gaze was a laser pointer, almost a hand that clumsily felt the motion of each step she took. Her waist sashayed left and right, deliberate steps taken to avoid slipping, her gaze fixed to the ground. She walked about two feet off the edge of the sidewalk, into empty road.
People who do that tend to be depressed. These thoughts came to him, remembering times when he had to walk these roads alone, tired, and despondent that nobody could return the things he did and felt for them.
But he wasn't so alone tonight.
Crack. A twig broke under his feet. She looked back, and his neck pushed his forehead to point down. She must've noticed him still walking behind, and walked to the opposite side of the road. In silence he walked on, not daring to try and say anything. It would be too weird, to say "Hi, I live around here too. What's your name?", too weird, now that he found her unbearably cute and that he was almost stalking her.
Respect the distance... hayaan mo lang...
She reached the bottom of the hill first, and entered Phase Two. He watched, the laser-pointers of his head still painting a red dot on her waist, marking her steps. Till he could see her no more. Till his feet had to take the mandatory left half-twist, and then, he'd be back on track.
Homeward. To be welcomed by a dinner dish of nothing but tomatoes, the Lakers winning again, his father's gentle chastising of his sweaty, odious shirt, and an hour all alone to write.
His day was a day of secrets.
===========
He began it with a clandestine meeting with someone's mother. Interestingly, stories were swapped. Some inspired laughs and cheers, as they traded embarrassing anecdote after another. Other tales made hair stand on end. There were some pretty indecent things that took place in their household. He and his rector listend ruefully to the testimony.
Sometimes, we learn things we wished we never knew. Hence, we keep things secret, hoping nobody hurts from what we keep from others.
Leaving the cafeteria, he had a mission. He was to find someone who would hopefully key a conversion in someone's heart. He knew, as decreed by his tasks, that he had to get the job done. However, he understood such a thing would bring pain.
He weighed his options carefully, as he boarded a tricylce back to the church. Deliberations were taking place, and he missed quite a bit already.
===========
I wish I could come along.
His thoughts drifted to images of Shrek 2. The first movie totally sucked ass in his opinion, but the trailer of its sequel elicited at least a smile. He now had the option to come along with them to watch.
He just didn't have enough money.
They sat at Jollibee. Deliberations were done, and he was gratefuly his duties as a tutor were coming to an end. Finally, a new batch of students would enter school with the peace of mind that their tuition would be taken care of. He was also proud of denying several freeloaders of their shot, especially because they did nothing to help them.
Yes. He was happy. He related it to Jeloi, the friend beside him in between experiences of being with family and shaving, that in a span of two months, everything he could ever really wish for was coming true. Wishing and praying does work, he said.
Everything...except... well, we'll have to wait and see...
Now, at Jollibee, they were preparing a surprise. It was Issa's birthday. The anticipation was heavy, the people were feeling giddy. It was a good feeling.
One by one they boarded tricylces back to the church. He watched and smiled, as a small fleet of trikes sped, changing formations as they flew.
===========
"Andyan na siya!" Paeng, Migo and RaPao hid behind the black glided gate. Michiko killed the electric fans, and Kat corraled two kids into the shadows so they wouldn't be seen. Migi kept silent.
Issa, with Angel, Wowie, Mickee and Migs in tow, started to pluck balloons one by one. He took pride in the work he and Chreesy had done, placing balloons all over the garden, up the staircase, each with a puzzle piece. They were waiting for her to assemble the puzzle, with their message written across.
She climbed the stairs, and they crawled out of their hiding places. Some from Linkod Hall, creeping out from behind tables and stacked chairs. Ninjas, some would say. Stealth commandos also come to mind, in comparison to the stealth displayed by LnK'ers. Siguro pwede ko silang yayaing mag-airsoft, he thought, watching them duck for cover behind doors, pillars, ledges of walls, even bathrooms of opposite sexes.
They gathered at the foot of the staircase. They waited, and waited in the dark, then Angel said out loud "1-2-3!"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!" sang twelve people, climbing the stairs. The plan went off without a hitch.
In two days, it'd be Big Pao's turn. He couldn't wait.
===========
He walked alone. There were many little rocks on his way, and while his trusty white Adidas shoes cushioned his feet, they were no match to the miles he was trekking. Long miles. He looked up, and saw the lights on the horizon.
The road smoothened, then became rocky, then muddy. To the path's credit, it was relatively well-lit. The guiding light was a welcome addition, and it kept him safe from stumbling the whole way.
==========
He reached the gate of his village. Sweat beads formed at his forehead. His face towel was already drenched and useless in this impasse.
That's when she stepped out of the triclye. His eyes traced the outline of the woman's figure. He estimated her height to be up to his nose, her ponytailed hair swishing left and right like a hypnotic pendulum. Before passing the village gate, she turned her head to look back a bit. Instinctively, his eyes switched gaze from the back of her head to the empty road on the right. He took in a quick glace of her face.
Wow.
He walked as the lithe figure lead the way. Clomp clomp went her low-heeled shoes, carrying the weight of calves, white like the milk he drank for breakfast.
They walked. He slowed his pace, deliberately, to give her some safe distance to walk without feeling too closely followed. That, and the fatigue of walking all the way from Della caught up to him. Crunch went some dry leaves beneath his feet. He started to pick his pace more carefully, gently lifting his Adidas shoes so as not to scrape the concrete.
His gaze was a laser pointer, almost a hand that clumsily felt the motion of each step she took. Her waist sashayed left and right, deliberate steps taken to avoid slipping, her gaze fixed to the ground. She walked about two feet off the edge of the sidewalk, into empty road.
People who do that tend to be depressed. These thoughts came to him, remembering times when he had to walk these roads alone, tired, and despondent that nobody could return the things he did and felt for them.
But he wasn't so alone tonight.
Crack. A twig broke under his feet. She looked back, and his neck pushed his forehead to point down. She must've noticed him still walking behind, and walked to the opposite side of the road. In silence he walked on, not daring to try and say anything. It would be too weird, to say "Hi, I live around here too. What's your name?", too weird, now that he found her unbearably cute and that he was almost stalking her.
Respect the distance... hayaan mo lang...
She reached the bottom of the hill first, and entered Phase Two. He watched, the laser-pointers of his head still painting a red dot on her waist, marking her steps. Till he could see her no more. Till his feet had to take the mandatory left half-twist, and then, he'd be back on track.
Homeward. To be welcomed by a dinner dish of nothing but tomatoes, the Lakers winning again, his father's gentle chastising of his sweaty, odious shirt, and an hour all alone to write.
Tuesday, May 25, 2004
current music: Rockstar - N.E.R.D. (Yeah! You can't be me, I'm a rockstar!) :D
what do I want?: money to buy NBA Ballers for the PS2. :p
Mood: Rakstar, pero medyo ngarag.
First off, Sannds, for handling english Finals, THANK YOU.
Carla, for proctoring my Math class, THANK YOU.
Issa, for taking care of talking to Fr. Aris, THANK YOU.
For the people who have written letters, THANK YOU! RAKSTAR!
Sa mga tao dito sa bahay na hindi nangiistorbo sa akin, salamat. :D
For the losers at Gunbound whom I bunged off twice today... BWAHAHA! SUCKA!
Wala lang. Rakstar talaga araw ko. Sana bukas ganito rin. :D
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close to your special someone and feel warm,
comfortable, and needed
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now to wrap up my kids' grades.
from experience, taking care of my students grades is something of an unnecessary formality. You see, back when I started in LnK, I took tremendous effort to grade every test, check every paper, record each point they score. Then I place these kids against the others in a search for who is "most deserving" of these scholarships. I also marked down those whom I thought weren't fully deserving of a full scholarship.
It was an unfortunate situation that, in spite of these kids' poor performance, they were still able to receieve scholarships from our church group. They didn't deserve anything, but we still gave them. Why? Kasi kawawa naman sila.
I'm a bit bitter. Some would say it's wrong of me to be cynical because they really do need all the help they can get. I however, understand that it's been three years that I've been doing my job, and not all the kids do theirs.
But fine. TOmorrow, I'll be handing out the grades. And yes, I will still give as much as I can to as many as I can.
I will draw the line on the kids who are always absent. For wasting our time and theirs, they REALLY don't deserve anything.
what do I want?: money to buy NBA Ballers for the PS2. :p
Mood: Rakstar, pero medyo ngarag.
First off, Sannds, for handling english Finals, THANK YOU.
Carla, for proctoring my Math class, THANK YOU.
Issa, for taking care of talking to Fr. Aris, THANK YOU.
For the people who have written letters, THANK YOU! RAKSTAR!
Sa mga tao dito sa bahay na hindi nangiistorbo sa akin, salamat. :D
For the losers at Gunbound whom I bunged off twice today... BWAHAHA! SUCKA!
Wala lang. Rakstar talaga araw ko. Sana bukas ganito rin. :D
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cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to be
close to your special someone and feel warm,
comfortable, and needed
What Sign of Affection Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
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now to wrap up my kids' grades.
from experience, taking care of my students grades is something of an unnecessary formality. You see, back when I started in LnK, I took tremendous effort to grade every test, check every paper, record each point they score. Then I place these kids against the others in a search for who is "most deserving" of these scholarships. I also marked down those whom I thought weren't fully deserving of a full scholarship.
It was an unfortunate situation that, in spite of these kids' poor performance, they were still able to receieve scholarships from our church group. They didn't deserve anything, but we still gave them. Why? Kasi kawawa naman sila.
I'm a bit bitter. Some would say it's wrong of me to be cynical because they really do need all the help they can get. I however, understand that it's been three years that I've been doing my job, and not all the kids do theirs.
But fine. TOmorrow, I'll be handing out the grades. And yes, I will still give as much as I can to as many as I can.
I will draw the line on the kids who are always absent. For wasting our time and theirs, they REALLY don't deserve anything.
Sunday, May 23, 2004
current music: Foolish Heart - Nina
It's morning and I just got home from Mass. Dahil hindi naka-gising sina Perry at Carla at Sannds, mag-isa nanaman ako. Normally, I'd be slightly irritated that they'd not want to get up. After all, I wake up at around 6 just to make the Eucharist in time and I don't live that near like they do. But hey, it's alright. Nag-text naman si Perry and he's getting online to play Gunbound in around...hmmm... a few hours.
Ewan ko ba. Between my family using the webcam and his older sisters competing with him for use of the PC, I doubt I'll see him. But anyway.
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The past few days have been hectic enough while still being quite nice. Thursday night saw me out at CPK with my family, Friday had be shuffling back and forth between ADMU and Della to get things done, and yesterday was Home Visits and another Days meeting. Sweet.
I find myself missing the occasional phone calls I make to friends or the hours in front of this PC mindlessly destroying digital empires. Phyisically my body is no more fit. Hindi pumapayat; napapagod lang. So if anybody asks how my summer was, I'll say "don't ask". I'd be too tired to answer them anyway.
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As the days pass, I really feel like I'm preparing something amazing for my sponsorees. Like wrapping a real big gift, and their birthdays aren't for months. Not that I'm to take credit for all the sweetness the weekend shall shower on them, no. But I believe I am gonna play a big part in the way they experience that wonderful weekend ahead. And that makes me real happy. :)
Of course, hindi naman nila alam na ako gumagawa ng mga bagay-bagay na yon. I'm having lots of trouble trying to get everything together, particularly because some people/events/schedules are not cooperating or are cooperating but difficult to piece together. The batch is still weeks away, but already I feel the pressure to get it all done right now. Stupid monkey. Maybe I shouldn't be too hard on myself, but if I won't be, who will?
The fact that all this is a surprise creeps me. My identity must be kept secret, and I can trust hardly anyone! But if some unscrupulous person I asked for help spills the coffee, fine. If they don't know it's me, the surprise is better. If they do, well... ewan. Baka pangit weekend nila. That or they'll expect something so grand and amazing that they'll be let down.
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Tomorrow I'll be in the Pub, if anyone's looking. I hope everything works out fine.
Today, I shall rest.
By the way, I HATE IT when people change the text size of my browsers to 'smallest' or when people use my username to play Windows Media files when I spend a long while to organize a nice playlist of songs THAT THEY DON'T BOTHER SAVING.
Stupid stupid stupid.
It's morning and I just got home from Mass. Dahil hindi naka-gising sina Perry at Carla at Sannds, mag-isa nanaman ako. Normally, I'd be slightly irritated that they'd not want to get up. After all, I wake up at around 6 just to make the Eucharist in time and I don't live that near like they do. But hey, it's alright. Nag-text naman si Perry and he's getting online to play Gunbound in around...hmmm... a few hours.
Ewan ko ba. Between my family using the webcam and his older sisters competing with him for use of the PC, I doubt I'll see him. But anyway.
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The past few days have been hectic enough while still being quite nice. Thursday night saw me out at CPK with my family, Friday had be shuffling back and forth between ADMU and Della to get things done, and yesterday was Home Visits and another Days meeting. Sweet.
I find myself missing the occasional phone calls I make to friends or the hours in front of this PC mindlessly destroying digital empires. Phyisically my body is no more fit. Hindi pumapayat; napapagod lang. So if anybody asks how my summer was, I'll say "don't ask". I'd be too tired to answer them anyway.
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As the days pass, I really feel like I'm preparing something amazing for my sponsorees. Like wrapping a real big gift, and their birthdays aren't for months. Not that I'm to take credit for all the sweetness the weekend shall shower on them, no. But I believe I am gonna play a big part in the way they experience that wonderful weekend ahead. And that makes me real happy. :)
Of course, hindi naman nila alam na ako gumagawa ng mga bagay-bagay na yon. I'm having lots of trouble trying to get everything together, particularly because some people/events/schedules are not cooperating or are cooperating but difficult to piece together. The batch is still weeks away, but already I feel the pressure to get it all done right now. Stupid monkey. Maybe I shouldn't be too hard on myself, but if I won't be, who will?
The fact that all this is a surprise creeps me. My identity must be kept secret, and I can trust hardly anyone! But if some unscrupulous person I asked for help spills the coffee, fine. If they don't know it's me, the surprise is better. If they do, well... ewan. Baka pangit weekend nila. That or they'll expect something so grand and amazing that they'll be let down.
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Tomorrow I'll be in the Pub, if anyone's looking. I hope everything works out fine.
Today, I shall rest.
By the way, I HATE IT when people change the text size of my browsers to 'smallest' or when people use my username to play Windows Media files when I spend a long while to organize a nice playlist of songs THAT THEY DON'T BOTHER SAVING.
Stupid stupid stupid.
Thursday, May 20, 2004
current music: a remake of Biglaan by A24's Cyrus Langkay. :D
Discovery of the day: I love teaching Catechism. (or at least, LnK's slightly toned-down version. :D )
I must remember to keep my composure when people ask me questions about details on Days. Haay. Hirap talaga. Buti na lang magaling akong umiwas sa mga tanong. Still, I feel my arm twist and my eyebrows twitch at each query. Is it a sensitive issue? Sort of, hence my reluctance to speak. Buti pa 'tong Blogger, I can edit. Anything pertaining to the mysterious weekend well away from civilization is something I tend not to talk about.
I'm sorry. Rules are rules. Kahit gaano kitang mahal, rules are rules. And besides, I don't want to lose the chance that you'd be part of it too.
But it's sad. The closest people to me are not Dayzers. They're the people who respect my need for secrecy, and never pry (and I love them dearly for that). Yet they're the ones I'm dying to share it to! Eh ayaw naman nilang mag-Days, for various at times insiginificant reasons. Oo. Stupid monkey talaga.
Come Saturday, 45% of my work will be done. Patapos na ako sa isang participant, and I've got things planned to get the other one done expeditiously. Yeh. I love this life I lead.
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Kanina masaya. I felt real good singing Biglaan with Paeng and RaPao at the Church's doorstep. Sort of therapy. It looked like it was gonna rain, so I thought "the hell. let's do this." It didn't rain, which may mean I'm better than 90% of all karaoke machines give me credit for. :D
I'll miss teaching Catechism to my 4th year class. Well, it wasn't REALLY Catechism. Just some sort of values education of sorts. I loved the way the class seemed to really get into it, listening, participating, sharing with each other their views and perspectives. It's also hell easier than trying to explain conjunctions and prepositions, or writing random math equations for them to solve.
Thank you Lord. Maybe I've paid a portion of my debt by teaching them things that bring them closer to you. :D
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Part of the magic of being one of the "golden oldies" in LnK is that you are virtually immune to all forms of gossip. Wala silang alam sa 'yo, at wala silang pwedeng pang-asar. Pero alam mo ang mga kwento nila. :D :D :D
Next summer pa kaya ako? Chimoms is planning her return, hopefully with recruits. I need replacements for next week, and fast, primarily because of the tasks I need done. Haaay.
I've got two people in mind for recruits. Pero wag this year. BAKA MATALO ANG OLDIES SA BASKETBALL PAG SINAMA KO SILA! :D [as if we didn't have enough troubles. it'll be like playing against 2 Perry Mesinas.]
Discovery of the day: I love teaching Catechism. (or at least, LnK's slightly toned-down version. :D )
I must remember to keep my composure when people ask me questions about details on Days. Haay. Hirap talaga. Buti na lang magaling akong umiwas sa mga tanong. Still, I feel my arm twist and my eyebrows twitch at each query. Is it a sensitive issue? Sort of, hence my reluctance to speak. Buti pa 'tong Blogger, I can edit. Anything pertaining to the mysterious weekend well away from civilization is something I tend not to talk about.
I'm sorry. Rules are rules. Kahit gaano kitang mahal, rules are rules. And besides, I don't want to lose the chance that you'd be part of it too.
But it's sad. The closest people to me are not Dayzers. They're the people who respect my need for secrecy, and never pry (and I love them dearly for that). Yet they're the ones I'm dying to share it to! Eh ayaw naman nilang mag-Days, for various at times insiginificant reasons. Oo. Stupid monkey talaga.
Come Saturday, 45% of my work will be done. Patapos na ako sa isang participant, and I've got things planned to get the other one done expeditiously. Yeh. I love this life I lead.
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Kanina masaya. I felt real good singing Biglaan with Paeng and RaPao at the Church's doorstep. Sort of therapy. It looked like it was gonna rain, so I thought "the hell. let's do this." It didn't rain, which may mean I'm better than 90% of all karaoke machines give me credit for. :D
I'll miss teaching Catechism to my 4th year class. Well, it wasn't REALLY Catechism. Just some sort of values education of sorts. I loved the way the class seemed to really get into it, listening, participating, sharing with each other their views and perspectives. It's also hell easier than trying to explain conjunctions and prepositions, or writing random math equations for them to solve.
Thank you Lord. Maybe I've paid a portion of my debt by teaching them things that bring them closer to you. :D
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Part of the magic of being one of the "golden oldies" in LnK is that you are virtually immune to all forms of gossip. Wala silang alam sa 'yo, at wala silang pwedeng pang-asar. Pero alam mo ang mga kwento nila. :D :D :D
Next summer pa kaya ako? Chimoms is planning her return, hopefully with recruits. I need replacements for next week, and fast, primarily because of the tasks I need done. Haaay.
I've got two people in mind for recruits. Pero wag this year. BAKA MATALO ANG OLDIES SA BASKETBALL PAG SINAMA KO SILA! :D [as if we didn't have enough troubles. it'll be like playing against 2 Perry Mesinas.]
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Hey there, Frosty! You are the nice, happy snowman.
You know how to have a good time. You are most
likely invited to almost all the Christmas
parties, if any are scheduled. You will
probably really enjoy this Christmas, which is
great for you. People love to be around you.
Have a Merry Christmas =)
What Christmas Figure Are You?
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HEY! I take exception to that!
Hello, my happy friend. You have high spirits and
know how to have a good time. When your friends
go out, most likely they invite you almost all
the time. You most likely will enjoy your
Halloween. Good for you. Keep up the
experiment. You probably light people's dark
days with your smiles and laughter. Although
you're good, doesn't mean you're an angel. You
can tend to have a scary and/or other type of
side to you. As long as you have fun, do your
scares this Halloween. Have a safe and happy
one, Joyous Pumpkin.
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Fine, fine. Bilog na kung bilog ako.
current music: Magic 89.9's CD Review of Usher's "Confessions". at ok siya.
Mental notes to self:
Friday:
1.) show up at Della @ 730 for FormaComm
2.) see Xander @ FA Dept in ADMU to fix my advisement
3.) Catch up with Sannds to do Finals of our students
Saturday:
1.) Home visits in the morning
2.) Days meeting @ 3 PM.
Sunday:
1.) Sunday group mass (as usual)
Monday:
1.) 8 AM means showing kids how Heights makes our issues. At 'isyu' na rin. :D
2.) Rush back to LnK for Math class
Tuesday:
1.) Drop finals of kids for English
2.) Hurry out to do an important appointment/task for Days
Wednesday:
1.) Delibs ng kids for the whole morning
2.) Hopefully get to do another appointment/task
haay. I love my life and it's busy goings-about.
More to follow.
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
Compassion: You are there to share your sympathy
with others. People would consider you
affectionate and caring, and someone to look up
to.
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current music: I Can't Make You Love Me - Bonnie Rait
Today was the birthday of Migs Balmaceda. Thank you Migs for the pizza lunch! :D
It was nice being able to surprise somebody for their birthday. I've not been part of something like that since Mickee's famous McDo birthday bash back in December. This one was much simpler than last though; it was done in Della's 'dead room', where they hold wakes for the dead. We, however, celebrated the life of a celebrated new tutor. Cool. :) Sayang lang; as fantastic as the surprise was, hindi namin siya napa-iyak. Bitin. :p But either way, cool na sumayaw sila ni Angel, kinantahan siya ni Dani at may cheesecake si Christa (na napakasarap, by the way).
Yeah... you guessed it. It'd be nice if somebody surprises me in my 21st birthday. And yes, if that happens, I'ma gonna cry. ü
The lunch was cool. Played cards, ate pizza, ate the cheesecake, and took a trike home w/ some help from Michiko and Migi for dropping me off closer to the trike stop. Thanks guys. :)
[kailangan pala nila ng "LnK Family Legacy Name"... I dunno, but it's kinda weird if Miguel and Michiko both were under the umbrella of "Soriano Sisterhood". Baka "Sorority" pwede pa. :p at sina Bay at Debbi as well as Christa and Chino kailangan din ng name!]
Next Tuesday, I may miss the Finals Day of LnK, because I've got an important appointment to make. I'm writing it here in order for me not to forget. Please remind me come next week.
Other details... love ko ang Heights EB. :D Yeah, hindi ako kasami ng Editorial Board, but yesterday I was the guest in one of the meetings. Tutulong ako sa OrSem Org Tour namin, and for once I felt important sharing my knowledge of OrSem procedure. :p Sarap ding maki-joke kasami nina Kuya Ralph at Vittorio at Jason at Dean at Em at Jilly...at... at silang lahat! Hotness!
Haay. Wednesday na pala. Bilis ng panahon.
Monday, May 17, 2004
How evil are you?
Yeah! I'm Gooooood. :D
current music: I Wonder if Heaven Got a Ghetto - 2pac
I miss listening to Tupac Shakur's music. It's been a while since I felt like picking up his CD's around the house and popping them in the PC, just to soothe away the feeling you're being treated unjustly. Maybe it's because I'm not mad at anybody, so there's nothing to ease. Either way, it's good to listen to something you know helps you out one way or another.
I am late for LnK, simply because I went with my family to watch Troy. If you've not seen the film, I'll say it's really good. (And that's from somebody who studied the Iliad to write plays for class.) Loved the brilliant screenplay and the feeling of the whole movie was epic. Always more around the next corner. And I liked the fact they didn't add any of the Greek gods and goddesses... it made it feel more real: that the people pray on high, but must depend on their own strengths to pull through. Which is how it really is in the real world, right? You can pray, but the work will be done by you in the end.
Although tama batchmates ko. The war really did last longer than 3 weeks. :p
I'm tired because of the constant moving around from left to right, between LnK lunch-outs, trips to school to try and see if the PubRoom is open, and A-Days meetings...it's taking a physical toll. Sana walang masamang mangyari sa akin, but it's getting tough. I'll need to watch my health; the stress might creep on me and cripple me when I'm least prepared.
Sunday, May 16, 2004
current music: React - Eric Sermon <==== love ko tong song na to. :D
Today was an unusually good day. ü With the exception that Ragma had to stay out waiting and my conscience is bothering me again, everything went so nice. :)
I woke up, dressed and ate a big, late breakfast... vege-tapa with boiled eggs and rice and some milk. Then, I watched a basketball game between the Nets and the Pistons. Can you say Triple overtime? :D Fun, exciting stuff. The Nets won by the way. And the T-Wolves beat the Kings again. Wow. Okay... exciting stuff ahead.
I got off to school, taled to Lippy for about an hour, then headed to the Participants' Meeting. Got to meet the participants (Jane, Irene, Louie, Pat, if i'm not mistaken, although may kulang), got to introduce Julian to the other Dayzers (andun si Chil, Joshua, Dandan, at Timo), got to talk to Crisel for quite a while... a relatively long while. :p When they were all gone, ako, si Lippy, Rita at Mara nagkwentuhan. :) Ok, ok day.
I took three jeeps to head to Ever Gotesco to find Cy and Paul. In two of the jeeps, I met Ma'am Xavier of Pisay fame! :D Ok na usapan... nice catching up with her and the stuff happening in my old school. Yey. :)
Saw Cy and Paul at Netopia playing Counter-strike. Miss ko na palang mag-CS. Wala lang. :p Bought Vannie a gift, bought donuts and ice coffee at Select (I didn't have lunch yet then), then crashed at Cy's pad to play PS2 and soundtrip (although nahuli kami ni Kuya Archie, so hindi talaga naka-PS2 ng husto. :p).
Then we played basketball. Natalo at nanalo ng tig-isang game. Yey. :) PAGOD! Sobra lang. Maybe it's because before the game, I drank ice coffee, so the caffeine must've caused my heart to go hyper, and hence, the chest pain/stitch I played through. Asar moment lang: Cy did not hold back. Gayot sa basket! Shet! After the game, we took a walk and showed us around the village. Gaganda ng mga bahay.
After a shower, headed to Vannie's for her party. Happy Birthday na Happy Birthday kasi masarap ang pasta! :D Then humabol si Mommy Anj, so saya! Kwentuhan na astig. Ilang ulit din kami sa pagkain nun. Busog. Hwow. Then after which Vannie took us around her house a la MTV Cribs, with Kim's purple room and Vannie's pink one. Happy. :)
Now I'm home. I may miss the Sunday Group masses because I'm gonna sleep late again and wake up late again. Haay. :) Besides, maawa naman ako kay Ragma, di ba?
Now it's late. Time to give this thing a rest. No wait. Di pa pala tapos ang download ng Gunbound. Somebody give me a CD of this. Please? Pretty please covered with sprinkles? :D
Today was an unusually good day. ü With the exception that Ragma had to stay out waiting and my conscience is bothering me again, everything went so nice. :)
I woke up, dressed and ate a big, late breakfast... vege-tapa with boiled eggs and rice and some milk. Then, I watched a basketball game between the Nets and the Pistons. Can you say Triple overtime? :D Fun, exciting stuff. The Nets won by the way. And the T-Wolves beat the Kings again. Wow. Okay... exciting stuff ahead.
I got off to school, taled to Lippy for about an hour, then headed to the Participants' Meeting. Got to meet the participants (Jane, Irene, Louie, Pat, if i'm not mistaken, although may kulang), got to introduce Julian to the other Dayzers (andun si Chil, Joshua, Dandan, at Timo), got to talk to Crisel for quite a while... a relatively long while. :p When they were all gone, ako, si Lippy, Rita at Mara nagkwentuhan. :) Ok, ok day.
I took three jeeps to head to Ever Gotesco to find Cy and Paul. In two of the jeeps, I met Ma'am Xavier of Pisay fame! :D Ok na usapan... nice catching up with her and the stuff happening in my old school. Yey. :)
Saw Cy and Paul at Netopia playing Counter-strike. Miss ko na palang mag-CS. Wala lang. :p Bought Vannie a gift, bought donuts and ice coffee at Select (I didn't have lunch yet then), then crashed at Cy's pad to play PS2 and soundtrip (although nahuli kami ni Kuya Archie, so hindi talaga naka-PS2 ng husto. :p).
Then we played basketball. Natalo at nanalo ng tig-isang game. Yey. :) PAGOD! Sobra lang. Maybe it's because before the game, I drank ice coffee, so the caffeine must've caused my heart to go hyper, and hence, the chest pain/stitch I played through. Asar moment lang: Cy did not hold back. Gayot sa basket! Shet! After the game, we took a walk and showed us around the village. Gaganda ng mga bahay.
After a shower, headed to Vannie's for her party. Happy Birthday na Happy Birthday kasi masarap ang pasta! :D Then humabol si Mommy Anj, so saya! Kwentuhan na astig. Ilang ulit din kami sa pagkain nun. Busog. Hwow. Then after which Vannie took us around her house a la MTV Cribs, with Kim's purple room and Vannie's pink one. Happy. :)
Now I'm home. I may miss the Sunday Group masses because I'm gonna sleep late again and wake up late again. Haay. :) Besides, maawa naman ako kay Ragma, di ba?
Now it's late. Time to give this thing a rest. No wait. Di pa pala tapos ang download ng Gunbound. Somebody give me a CD of this. Please? Pretty please covered with sprinkles? :D
Friday, May 14, 2004
current music: Invisible - CLay Aiken! HAH!
I remembered the Conan O'Brien joke...
"In the year 2000, Batman will admit he is gay. And Clay Aiken will admit that he is Batman."
Uy! Joke yun ni Conan, di ko yan joke!
Di ako galit sa bading! (although I'm admittedly not 100% tolerant. :p)
To all the Batman fans there, no offense. Batman fan pa man din ako. :D
THings I need to do tomorrow:
1.) Go Jogging in the morning.
2.) Meeting sa SEC Foyer
3.) Play NBA Live with Cy
4.) Play some "real basketball" with Cy (hehe!)
5.) Freshen up and go visit Vannie's Birthday party
6.) Go home to check my kids' papers
Oh yeah. Gotta find Vannie a gift somewhere in between. *sigh*
Talking to some people makes me feel how lucky I am to have been part of A-Days. Soon, more people will be part of it too. And in some way, I'll be part of why they're part of it.
My prayer was answered Kuya Jess. Thank you so much.
Now... maka-download nga ng Gunbound...
I remembered the Conan O'Brien joke...
"In the year 2000, Batman will admit he is gay. And Clay Aiken will admit that he is Batman."
Uy! Joke yun ni Conan, di ko yan joke!
Di ako galit sa bading! (although I'm admittedly not 100% tolerant. :p)
To all the Batman fans there, no offense. Batman fan pa man din ako. :D
THings I need to do tomorrow:
1.) Go Jogging in the morning.
2.) Meeting sa SEC Foyer
3.) Play NBA Live with Cy
4.) Play some "real basketball" with Cy (hehe!)
5.) Freshen up and go visit Vannie's Birthday party
6.) Go home to check my kids' papers
Oh yeah. Gotta find Vannie a gift somewhere in between. *sigh*
Talking to some people makes me feel how lucky I am to have been part of A-Days. Soon, more people will be part of it too. And in some way, I'll be part of why they're part of it.
My prayer was answered Kuya Jess. Thank you so much.
Now... maka-download nga ng Gunbound...
Thursday, May 13, 2004
Current music: Sinatra, again. "Under My Skin". yep. that one. again.:p [sinatra helps when you're chasing away blues]
Current "astig 'to!" movie of the week: Love, Actually.
HOTNESS! Watch! (yes, Pie, I know you didn't get it. that's ok.)
Mom, I love you. Salamat po sa chocolate drink. :)
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Astig kaninang KFC. May nakita kami nina Paeng at Eric ng isang girl habang hinihintay matapos kumain si Eric. As she entered, the guys noticed my eyes trail to a figure behind them. I also seemed unusually more quiet. Then I started to blow my fingers and shake them. Yes, that's right. THe Universal "LnK Sign Language" for "HOT HOT HOT!" hehehe! :D How'd she look? M3 siya: Miss Manalo Material! hwahahaha!
Eh alam nyo naman yung Miss Manalo criteria ko di ba? Long, dark, straight hair, almond eyes and a pretty voice...and she also cut quite a figure too. yeah. that's right. :) I don't know who the girl was, and since she had a guy for company (Who didn't look like her boyfriend. hmmm!), I didn't feel a need to ask. But just being there... well, she made our day a bit more special than 'just another kfc lunch-out'. ü
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Ok, so it's finally settling in. HINDI AKO TNT. Grrr. The angst of losing the job I loved so dearly is starting to settle and sink in my system. It's hard, particularly because I read people's blogs that they made it, that I'm asked "oy, kumusta interview?" or "kailan training?"
I'm not mad at you guys. No, I'm in fact flattered that you'd all think I'm a TnT again... it implies I'm some kind of "shoo-in" that they'd want as a TnT.
Truth is, I just missed my interview. Simple as that. Carly did text me, but the text was garbled. The only part you can read was the last half, saying "come 15 mins before the time, Good luck! Chuga on!", her name and stuff like that. Nothing about the change of venue. So when I showed up tired and ragged from the basketball game with my loincloth superhero costume in the SocSci building with nobody there, I thought it was postponed. But no. moved pala yung venue. Shet.
And to think I really wanted to TnT for Balma's batch. I was excited that maybe once I would get to solo. That I'd take over Missy's job of teaching Mafia, the ultimate GD. That I'd get to keep my promise and dance with Rache in the next TnT party, or that I'd get to watch the next OrSem movie. That I'd get to welcome the future of the school I love with a smile in spite of the fact that I'd yell myself hoarse over a span of 3 days.
Well, what kind of TnT would I be if I couldn't adapt to changes like that moving of the venue? And since when did we ever alter our standards, our rules, eh? I missed the 2nd interview by a clear 10 minutes. Bawal na. I'm touched that when I was speaking to Joboy, I felt he was almost willing to fight for my case. The thing was I don't want anybody doing that for me. Malas na. I don't want the shame of taking the back door, exceptional TnT I may be or not. The ball dropped from my hands for a reason.
Hopefully I'll find it out soon. Please Lord. Please lang.
My current hypothesis? That I'd get to preserve my speaking voice for A-Days. :) [para maka-iwas naman ako sa "TnT throat", the after-orsem voice loss.] :p Or maybe it'll be for that "job", whatever it is.
Perhaps the true thing that bugs me is that I never got to gauge how great my skill at being OrSem TnT was. They told me last year "Ok ka". But my work was good because Missy was my partner. I didn't know how good I was on my own. I didn't even know why I got to steal being Missy's partner from everybody. Why me? Hence, I didn't want to believe that I was as good as they hyped until I could do it again, for one more year.
Now, I've lost that chance to know if I really was as good as they claim. Shet.
Oh well. There's next year. And since I'll be studying for five years... the year after! :)
Current "astig 'to!" movie of the week: Love, Actually.
HOTNESS! Watch! (yes, Pie, I know you didn't get it. that's ok.)
Mom, I love you. Salamat po sa chocolate drink. :)
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Astig kaninang KFC. May nakita kami nina Paeng at Eric ng isang girl habang hinihintay matapos kumain si Eric. As she entered, the guys noticed my eyes trail to a figure behind them. I also seemed unusually more quiet. Then I started to blow my fingers and shake them. Yes, that's right. THe Universal "LnK Sign Language" for "HOT HOT HOT!" hehehe! :D How'd she look? M3 siya: Miss Manalo Material! hwahahaha!
Eh alam nyo naman yung Miss Manalo criteria ko di ba? Long, dark, straight hair, almond eyes and a pretty voice...and she also cut quite a figure too. yeah. that's right. :) I don't know who the girl was, and since she had a guy for company (Who didn't look like her boyfriend. hmmm!), I didn't feel a need to ask. But just being there... well, she made our day a bit more special than 'just another kfc lunch-out'. ü
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Ok, so it's finally settling in. HINDI AKO TNT. Grrr. The angst of losing the job I loved so dearly is starting to settle and sink in my system. It's hard, particularly because I read people's blogs that they made it, that I'm asked "oy, kumusta interview?" or "kailan training?"
I'm not mad at you guys. No, I'm in fact flattered that you'd all think I'm a TnT again... it implies I'm some kind of "shoo-in" that they'd want as a TnT.
Truth is, I just missed my interview. Simple as that. Carly did text me, but the text was garbled. The only part you can read was the last half, saying "come 15 mins before the time, Good luck! Chuga on!", her name and stuff like that. Nothing about the change of venue. So when I showed up tired and ragged from the basketball game with my loincloth superhero costume in the SocSci building with nobody there, I thought it was postponed. But no. moved pala yung venue. Shet.
And to think I really wanted to TnT for Balma's batch. I was excited that maybe once I would get to solo. That I'd take over Missy's job of teaching Mafia, the ultimate GD. That I'd get to keep my promise and dance with Rache in the next TnT party, or that I'd get to watch the next OrSem movie. That I'd get to welcome the future of the school I love with a smile in spite of the fact that I'd yell myself hoarse over a span of 3 days.
Well, what kind of TnT would I be if I couldn't adapt to changes like that moving of the venue? And since when did we ever alter our standards, our rules, eh? I missed the 2nd interview by a clear 10 minutes. Bawal na. I'm touched that when I was speaking to Joboy, I felt he was almost willing to fight for my case. The thing was I don't want anybody doing that for me. Malas na. I don't want the shame of taking the back door, exceptional TnT I may be or not. The ball dropped from my hands for a reason.
Hopefully I'll find it out soon. Please Lord. Please lang.
My current hypothesis? That I'd get to preserve my speaking voice for A-Days. :) [para maka-iwas naman ako sa "TnT throat", the after-orsem voice loss.] :p Or maybe it'll be for that "job", whatever it is.
Perhaps the true thing that bugs me is that I never got to gauge how great my skill at being OrSem TnT was. They told me last year "Ok ka". But my work was good because Missy was my partner. I didn't know how good I was on my own. I didn't even know why I got to steal being Missy's partner from everybody. Why me? Hence, I didn't want to believe that I was as good as they hyped until I could do it again, for one more year.
Now, I've lost that chance to know if I really was as good as they claim. Shet.
Oh well. There's next year. And since I'll be studying for five years... the year after! :)
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
current music: I'll Be - Edwin McCain (i think ganyan spelling) on some... text show on channel 11. *quizzical look*
Pangit araw ko kasi ni kailan man ako nanalo laban kina Eric, Paeng, RaPao... the Claret Boys all kicked my ass in Fifa and NBA Live! Grrr.
Pangit araw ko kasi imbes na makatipid yung Sharon Cuneta coupons, napa-gastos ako sa mahal nang "Blazing Chicken" burger, at naubos din lalo kasi nag-taxi kami papunta kay Eric.
Pangit araw ko kasi baka manalo pa raw si FPJ. At pangit pa rin ang boto ko kasi pangit pa rin ang administrasyon.
Pangit araw ko kasi wala sina Bingo noong math class at ako nagsalo ng kids nya. Dahil doon, dumami ang mga inalaga ko.
Pangit araw ko kasi wala si Trins at late si Sannds at ginulo ni Bart (kid ko) ang English class namin.
Pangit araw ko kasi hindi nagre-reply isang particpant ko sa texts. Pakshet pakshet pakshet.
If you asked me if I'm feeling bad, I'd say no.
Why?
Because I got to teach Catechism to an attentive class, teach more Math kids (who are smarter than my usual). I got to eat a pretty nice sandwich at mcdo with good friends as company, and spent the afternoon playing with more friends. I also got home nd nobody beat me to the PC. :)
and flipping through blogs of friends, I realize just how better off my situation can be at times. :)
happy.
now if only i knew about this job offer Ronnie's giving... something about being a trainee to be part-time executive. (ako? part-time executive?) 'cause even if it's 2-3 hours flexible for a nice sum of cash, I'm not too willing to do anything more as of now.
nice to try though. I hope I don't have to give up too much.
Pangit araw ko kasi ni kailan man ako nanalo laban kina Eric, Paeng, RaPao... the Claret Boys all kicked my ass in Fifa and NBA Live! Grrr.
Pangit araw ko kasi imbes na makatipid yung Sharon Cuneta coupons, napa-gastos ako sa mahal nang "Blazing Chicken" burger, at naubos din lalo kasi nag-taxi kami papunta kay Eric.
Pangit araw ko kasi baka manalo pa raw si FPJ. At pangit pa rin ang boto ko kasi pangit pa rin ang administrasyon.
Pangit araw ko kasi wala sina Bingo noong math class at ako nagsalo ng kids nya. Dahil doon, dumami ang mga inalaga ko.
Pangit araw ko kasi wala si Trins at late si Sannds at ginulo ni Bart (kid ko) ang English class namin.
Pangit araw ko kasi hindi nagre-reply isang particpant ko sa texts. Pakshet pakshet pakshet.
If you asked me if I'm feeling bad, I'd say no.
Why?
Because I got to teach Catechism to an attentive class, teach more Math kids (who are smarter than my usual). I got to eat a pretty nice sandwich at mcdo with good friends as company, and spent the afternoon playing with more friends. I also got home nd nobody beat me to the PC. :)
and flipping through blogs of friends, I realize just how better off my situation can be at times. :)
happy.
now if only i knew about this job offer Ronnie's giving... something about being a trainee to be part-time executive. (ako? part-time executive?) 'cause even if it's 2-3 hours flexible for a nice sum of cash, I'm not too willing to do anything more as of now.
nice to try though. I hope I don't have to give up too much.
current music: In the Club - 50 Cent, Blaze of Glory - N.E.R.D.
Where am I?: I'm at Eric's house!
Eto... nanonood sila ng Naruto, while I'm reading the AWFUL news that the Lakers won. Grrr...
And the fact that Manny Pacquiao didn't win (it was a draw) is also dawning to me that maybe, as far as boxing goes, he's got quite a ways to go. Grrr...
And to listen to music, I've got to use earphones with a cord too short for my neck. Arrrgh!
haay. Hirap minsan. The things we pray for don't always go the way we want. Like how Eric and Paeng always beat me at FIFA 2004. I love Arseneal. How I can't use their manpower in a Playstation 2 game is beyond me. Stupid monkey talaga.
On a lighter note, it's amusing how Paeng seems to pick up my slang of "rakstar" and "putbol". Hehehe. Wala lang. They're not REALLY my expressions, just stuff I borrowed/ripped off from various classmates/batchmates/orgmates/mates. And now they're being ripped off from me.
Is a thief less a thief if he's the one others steal from?
In other news, please pray for me. I'm trying to contact and persuade my participants' parents. For what? I can't say. Sinu-sino? Bawal din. Basta alam nyo naman na naging sponsor ako, so yun. Happy ako. It's a chance to give back.
Tama na muna. Aayusin ko ang tagboard ni Eric.
Where am I?: I'm at Eric's house!
Eto... nanonood sila ng Naruto, while I'm reading the AWFUL news that the Lakers won. Grrr...
And the fact that Manny Pacquiao didn't win (it was a draw) is also dawning to me that maybe, as far as boxing goes, he's got quite a ways to go. Grrr...
And to listen to music, I've got to use earphones with a cord too short for my neck. Arrrgh!
haay. Hirap minsan. The things we pray for don't always go the way we want. Like how Eric and Paeng always beat me at FIFA 2004. I love Arseneal. How I can't use their manpower in a Playstation 2 game is beyond me. Stupid monkey talaga.
On a lighter note, it's amusing how Paeng seems to pick up my slang of "rakstar" and "putbol". Hehehe. Wala lang. They're not REALLY my expressions, just stuff I borrowed/ripped off from various classmates/batchmates/orgmates/mates. And now they're being ripped off from me.
Is a thief less a thief if he's the one others steal from?
In other news, please pray for me. I'm trying to contact and persuade my participants' parents. For what? I can't say. Sinu-sino? Bawal din. Basta alam nyo naman na naging sponsor ako, so yun. Happy ako. It's a chance to give back.
Tama na muna. Aayusin ko ang tagboard ni Eric.
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
current music: Joss Stone's "Fell in Love with a Boy" is on MTV
remembering: The Alchemist, and it's many stories. I wish I bought "The Warrior of Light", the companion book, just for fun. ü
I might be going crazy. Still. I'm somewhat in the same boat I was some months ago. Slowly opening my mind to the things/people/possiblilities I shut for myself because I knew I'd be distracted from the tasks I must do. [Dammit Den, impluensya mo 'to! Pero oks lang, good influence ka kasi.:D]
Well... read Sylvia Plath. It's nice. I read it and I was thinking of something I know I can't call mine, but is important to me, perhaps to me alone.
Wala lang. I can relate.
Mad Girl's Love Song
Sylvia Plath
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
===============
Ayoko nang ma-in love. Matagal na rin mula sa huling panahon nangyari iyon. Kaso... sa araw-araw kong pagsulat, sa kada-segundong nagdadasal ako't humihingi kay Jess ng tulong, sa bawat tugtog ng MYMP at Sinatra, at sa bawat kinig ko kina Paeng, Parel, James o Cy mangitara, at lalo na sa mga iniisip ko... Siguro nga... may minamahal nga ako uli. At di ko 'to gets dahil sinabi ko nang ayaw ko na. Tama nang ganito. Kailangan iba ang aking prioridad ngayon.
Siya ba ulet? Sana hindi na. Sawang-sawa na ako sa lahat na may kinalaman sa kanya, maging ang kanyang mukha, tawa, tinig ng boses, at higit sa lahat, mga ibang karibal kong ayaw ko nang alitan kasi masama talaga akong maging kaaway.
Haha. Bitter bigla si Raph. Wala lang kasing naibabalik ang oras na ginagasta ko sa pagiisip at paggunita dun.
Bahala na si Batman. Bahala ka na, Lord. Basta ikaw. Alam kong may binabalak kang astig para sa akin.
remembering: The Alchemist, and it's many stories. I wish I bought "The Warrior of Light", the companion book, just for fun. ü
I might be going crazy. Still. I'm somewhat in the same boat I was some months ago. Slowly opening my mind to the things/people/possiblilities I shut for myself because I knew I'd be distracted from the tasks I must do. [Dammit Den, impluensya mo 'to! Pero oks lang, good influence ka kasi.:D]
Well... read Sylvia Plath. It's nice. I read it and I was thinking of something I know I can't call mine, but is important to me, perhaps to me alone.
Wala lang. I can relate.
Mad Girl's Love Song
Sylvia Plath
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
===============
Ayoko nang ma-in love. Matagal na rin mula sa huling panahon nangyari iyon. Kaso... sa araw-araw kong pagsulat, sa kada-segundong nagdadasal ako't humihingi kay Jess ng tulong, sa bawat tugtog ng MYMP at Sinatra, at sa bawat kinig ko kina Paeng, Parel, James o Cy mangitara, at lalo na sa mga iniisip ko... Siguro nga... may minamahal nga ako uli. At di ko 'to gets dahil sinabi ko nang ayaw ko na. Tama nang ganito. Kailangan iba ang aking prioridad ngayon.
Siya ba ulet? Sana hindi na. Sawang-sawa na ako sa lahat na may kinalaman sa kanya, maging ang kanyang mukha, tawa, tinig ng boses, at higit sa lahat, mga ibang karibal kong ayaw ko nang alitan kasi masama talaga akong maging kaaway.
Haha. Bitter bigla si Raph. Wala lang kasing naibabalik ang oras na ginagasta ko sa pagiisip at paggunita dun.
Bahala na si Batman. Bahala ka na, Lord. Basta ikaw. Alam kong may binabalak kang astig para sa akin.
Monday, May 10, 2004
current music: The Ataris - In This Diary
You are Proverbs.
Which book of the Bible are you?
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Your Heart is Red
What Color is Your Heart?
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I like Blogger's new look. So nice to see. :)
And I also want to say my feet REALLY REALLY HURT. Darn this whole stupid precint shit. I had to walk from the corner of Tandang Sora to Balara Elem School, to Laura St across commonwealth, and then back to a Pertron Station across commonwealth again before Dad found me to vote.
Sa mga binoto ko, ipagkatuwiran nyo ang pwesto nyo. NAGLAKAD AKO NANG MATAGAL NA MATAGAL PARA IBOTO KAYONG PAKSHET.
arrgh. Ngarag.
MICKEE! WALANG NATULONG YANG www.findprecinct.com MO! :(
Arrg.
You are Proverbs.
Which book of the Bible are you?
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Your Heart is Red
What Color is Your Heart?
brought to you by Quizilla
I like Blogger's new look. So nice to see. :)
And I also want to say my feet REALLY REALLY HURT. Darn this whole stupid precint shit. I had to walk from the corner of Tandang Sora to Balara Elem School, to Laura St across commonwealth, and then back to a Pertron Station across commonwealth again before Dad found me to vote.
Sa mga binoto ko, ipagkatuwiran nyo ang pwesto nyo. NAGLAKAD AKO NANG MATAGAL NA MATAGAL PARA IBOTO KAYONG PAKSHET.
arrgh. Ngarag.
MICKEE! WALANG NATULONG YANG www.findprecinct.com MO! :(
Arrg.
Sunday, May 09, 2004
current music: erm... MTV; The Darkness! (Ah believe in a theeng called laaaaaave!)
Task for the next two monts: get 3 rainsticks for Kathy, Kaia and Rita.
It's 4:43. I had a good night's sleep. I should be outside jogging or something, but I'm in no mood, and I don't want to force myself. I've had a long enough day, and I'll be going to church in about an hour or so.
Because I'm not allowed to tell you all what happens in a Days meeting (unless you're a Dazer), I'll tell you about the other salient points of my day.
I started my day right yesterday by preparing every little detail of my day. The tribal witch doctor costume I hastily designed for TnT interview 2, the basketball shoes, the water jug, the rainstick for the costume... basta! By the time I left the house with Chimoms to take her and Roz to Park 9, I had a brilliant master plan. I would play for the Tutors' Game in the Sportsfest, get picked up at La Vista to go to Ateneo for the interview (at the nick of time), find Cy and take a cab to Liz's place for the Days meeting.
Galing ng Murphy's Law. Akala ko 1st thing in the morning yung tutors' game, so I was up and at 'em real early. Fine. Naki-sama na lang akong gumawa ng signboards. ("CHIBOG KA!" pa rin eh. and "White Chocolate" :D) After around an hour of the kids playing, we hit a snag when Ate Che broke out the snacks for the kids and all playing stopped. We decided "sige nga, laro na tayo".
It was OK. I feel guilty because Chreesy didn't call me for some vicious fouls against Migo. :p My team won, so I don't have to dance. If we lost a second time, I wouldn't have minded dancing again. :D :D But fine. A deal's a deal. Oh, and since a deal's a deal, KAILANGAN SUMAYAW DIN SI PAREL AT PAENG!! may utang pa sila!
By the time the game ended it was around 11:15. I rushed back to Ateneo. I went up Gonzaga to change/fresh up, but some jerk locked the door. The lights, fan and air-conditioner were all running, but the door wasn't. BASTARDS.
I went to SS Conf and waited. I realized by then I forgot my phone in my other bag, the one I used on the court. Shet. I use a payphone trying to hail Chimoms, but the phone ate up my coins. Double shet. I decide to wait for my interview. It was 11:45 and I half-expected to quickly spot everybody, but nobody was there. I start to feel queasy in my stomach and decide to give in, and use the CR. I get out and check EDSA Walk.
Yun pala, nilipat yung venue. Aargh! Wala man lang text sila sa akin na new venue! Shet shet shet. I ask a girl in red what the time was, and yun, mga lampas 12 na. Nooooo!
And we all know how particular TnT's are w/ time.
So yon. Di ako TnT for this year. *Sniff*.
Task for the next two monts: get 3 rainsticks for Kathy, Kaia and Rita.
It's 4:43. I had a good night's sleep. I should be outside jogging or something, but I'm in no mood, and I don't want to force myself. I've had a long enough day, and I'll be going to church in about an hour or so.
Because I'm not allowed to tell you all what happens in a Days meeting (unless you're a Dazer), I'll tell you about the other salient points of my day.
I started my day right yesterday by preparing every little detail of my day. The tribal witch doctor costume I hastily designed for TnT interview 2, the basketball shoes, the water jug, the rainstick for the costume... basta! By the time I left the house with Chimoms to take her and Roz to Park 9, I had a brilliant master plan. I would play for the Tutors' Game in the Sportsfest, get picked up at La Vista to go to Ateneo for the interview (at the nick of time), find Cy and take a cab to Liz's place for the Days meeting.
Galing ng Murphy's Law. Akala ko 1st thing in the morning yung tutors' game, so I was up and at 'em real early. Fine. Naki-sama na lang akong gumawa ng signboards. ("CHIBOG KA!" pa rin eh. and "White Chocolate" :D) After around an hour of the kids playing, we hit a snag when Ate Che broke out the snacks for the kids and all playing stopped. We decided "sige nga, laro na tayo".
It was OK. I feel guilty because Chreesy didn't call me for some vicious fouls against Migo. :p My team won, so I don't have to dance. If we lost a second time, I wouldn't have minded dancing again. :D :D But fine. A deal's a deal. Oh, and since a deal's a deal, KAILANGAN SUMAYAW DIN SI PAREL AT PAENG!! may utang pa sila!
By the time the game ended it was around 11:15. I rushed back to Ateneo. I went up Gonzaga to change/fresh up, but some jerk locked the door. The lights, fan and air-conditioner were all running, but the door wasn't. BASTARDS.
I went to SS Conf and waited. I realized by then I forgot my phone in my other bag, the one I used on the court. Shet. I use a payphone trying to hail Chimoms, but the phone ate up my coins. Double shet. I decide to wait for my interview. It was 11:45 and I half-expected to quickly spot everybody, but nobody was there. I start to feel queasy in my stomach and decide to give in, and use the CR. I get out and check EDSA Walk.
Yun pala, nilipat yung venue. Aargh! Wala man lang text sila sa akin na new venue! Shet shet shet. I ask a girl in red what the time was, and yun, mga lampas 12 na. Nooooo!
And we all know how particular TnT's are w/ time.
So yon. Di ako TnT for this year. *Sniff*.
Friday, May 07, 2004
current music: Jeepney - remake ni... err... ay. di ko masasabi. :p
Today was Sportsfest Day 1. It was loaded with "famous lines". :) And some fun hirit-hirit on Michiko and Kat and Paeng and Perry and Issa...ah, the usual people. :D (may astig na pic na kinuha sa tip-off ng 2nd year vs 1st year game. nasa camera ni Michiko! hehehe.)
One time, in my *frustrated* times playing basketball with my brother, he noted how nice I had "playmaking instinct". (nice of him to say!) He advised me two things: I should either be a point guard, or try coaching a team.
Now being overweight at 5'6", playing point, a job reserved for quick and nimble pure shooters is something I'll never do properly. However, I got a crack at coaching the kids.
ANG HUSAY!!! ANG GAGAYOT!!! Can you say "Undefeated"? :D Wala lang, all I taught them was how to play defense. And set screens. Pretty soon, we beat everybody! We had a small-ball lineup and they ran, ran, ran and hustled, hustled, I'ma hustler baby! :D Then the "big-man" lineup of the bigger, badder LNP boys played like Bad Boy Pistons: hard fouling, sharp shooting, grabbing offensive boards, tough defense... and the "chibog" supal blocks. Ohhh yeah.
Kung maging champion kami bukas, mahihirapan silang mamili ng MVP. Lahat kasi sila ang ganda nang mga pinapakitang gilas.
Ok, in fairness,
1.) they're 3rd and 4th year guys together against grade 6, 1st and 2nd year kids...which means my players are, on the average, bigger and stronger. However, not all were big. 5 were just as tall, and only around 3 were really considered "tall". So medyo lugi raw ang mga kalaban naming mas bata. But they had help, where each time had the help of 2 tutors apiece playing, at kami puro kids lang. I now have immense respect for Balma and Bingo's games. Husay nila and many times we almost lost, simply because Bingo kept rebounding, and nobody could stop Balma from slashing to the basket.
2.) Perry didn't play for 'his team', the sophomores, and Big Pau wasn't around too. If they were there, malamang hindi kami magiging undefeated. Pero naglaro naman si Balma. Same thing... ang husay lang talaga ng boys namin!
3.) Not all my commands were obeyed, not all called plays were executed. I had to remember that this is their team. I'm just guest coaching. It was just when Bingo had our backs to the wall by the second half that I got them to start really believing in my way. I like letting them play, while tipping them on defense. It was hella easier than having to teach them how to run a certain play. So many of the faults of my team were done by some coaching blunders. But I'm glad to say the Red Army mananged to play through. :)
Siguro pag champion kami, manlilibre akong ice cream. Kaso, mga 4th year lang ang kikinabang kasi sila kids ko. Eh may mga taga-3rd year na di ko kilala na naglaro din. Lugi. But it'd be nice.
Ganito pala ang feeling mag-coach. Basta. I'm so proud. ü
Nga pala, I still had a tough time managing the discipline of the kids when it was time to go home. I had managed to keep a cool head for the whole day. People around me were already yelling "OY! QUIET NA! SASALITA NA SI ATE ISSA!" and "OY! MAKINIG KAY ATE ANGEL!!", but I was just smiling and saving my voice for my coaching job, putting a finger to my lips to signal silence. :p However, when it was time to go home, many of the kids kept switching back and forth between both sides of the road. Eh may kosteng dumadaan. I worried for their safety, and yelled. and yelled. and yelled. I lost it by the 3rd or 4th time I stopped to yell.
When we got to Della, the gate was locked. Pakshet. More hassles.
So my day was a yo-yo of sorts... up and down and up and down again. I will say 2 things though:
1.) Biggest surprise of the day was how Nicky was around to help me in the pivotal uwian ngaragan. Nawala buong studcom. Si Nicky, hindi studcom, pero tumulong. THANK YOU!
2.) Crisel, if [by some strange miracle] you're reading this, your message (and the things said therein) made my ngarag day so... nice. ü Thank you! ü See you around. Andami kong utang na kwento.
Tomorrow, Tutors game rematch (winning time baby! Showtime!), a TnT interview (I'll just go with this "tribal motif thing". basta. hehe.) and A-Days meeting.
Wish me luck. Pray for me.
Today was Sportsfest Day 1. It was loaded with "famous lines". :) And some fun hirit-hirit on Michiko and Kat and Paeng and Perry and Issa...ah, the usual people. :D (may astig na pic na kinuha sa tip-off ng 2nd year vs 1st year game. nasa camera ni Michiko! hehehe.)
One time, in my *frustrated* times playing basketball with my brother, he noted how nice I had "playmaking instinct". (nice of him to say!) He advised me two things: I should either be a point guard, or try coaching a team.
Now being overweight at 5'6", playing point, a job reserved for quick and nimble pure shooters is something I'll never do properly. However, I got a crack at coaching the kids.
ANG HUSAY!!! ANG GAGAYOT!!! Can you say "Undefeated"? :D Wala lang, all I taught them was how to play defense. And set screens. Pretty soon, we beat everybody! We had a small-ball lineup and they ran, ran, ran and hustled, hustled, I'ma hustler baby! :D Then the "big-man" lineup of the bigger, badder LNP boys played like Bad Boy Pistons: hard fouling, sharp shooting, grabbing offensive boards, tough defense... and the "chibog" supal blocks. Ohhh yeah.
Kung maging champion kami bukas, mahihirapan silang mamili ng MVP. Lahat kasi sila ang ganda nang mga pinapakitang gilas.
Ok, in fairness,
1.) they're 3rd and 4th year guys together against grade 6, 1st and 2nd year kids...which means my players are, on the average, bigger and stronger. However, not all were big. 5 were just as tall, and only around 3 were really considered "tall". So medyo lugi raw ang mga kalaban naming mas bata. But they had help, where each time had the help of 2 tutors apiece playing, at kami puro kids lang. I now have immense respect for Balma and Bingo's games. Husay nila and many times we almost lost, simply because Bingo kept rebounding, and nobody could stop Balma from slashing to the basket.
2.) Perry didn't play for 'his team', the sophomores, and Big Pau wasn't around too. If they were there, malamang hindi kami magiging undefeated. Pero naglaro naman si Balma. Same thing... ang husay lang talaga ng boys namin!
3.) Not all my commands were obeyed, not all called plays were executed. I had to remember that this is their team. I'm just guest coaching. It was just when Bingo had our backs to the wall by the second half that I got them to start really believing in my way. I like letting them play, while tipping them on defense. It was hella easier than having to teach them how to run a certain play. So many of the faults of my team were done by some coaching blunders. But I'm glad to say the Red Army mananged to play through. :)
Siguro pag champion kami, manlilibre akong ice cream. Kaso, mga 4th year lang ang kikinabang kasi sila kids ko. Eh may mga taga-3rd year na di ko kilala na naglaro din. Lugi. But it'd be nice.
Ganito pala ang feeling mag-coach. Basta. I'm so proud. ü
Nga pala, I still had a tough time managing the discipline of the kids when it was time to go home. I had managed to keep a cool head for the whole day. People around me were already yelling "OY! QUIET NA! SASALITA NA SI ATE ISSA!" and "OY! MAKINIG KAY ATE ANGEL!!", but I was just smiling and saving my voice for my coaching job, putting a finger to my lips to signal silence. :p However, when it was time to go home, many of the kids kept switching back and forth between both sides of the road. Eh may kosteng dumadaan. I worried for their safety, and yelled. and yelled. and yelled. I lost it by the 3rd or 4th time I stopped to yell.
When we got to Della, the gate was locked. Pakshet. More hassles.
So my day was a yo-yo of sorts... up and down and up and down again. I will say 2 things though:
1.) Biggest surprise of the day was how Nicky was around to help me in the pivotal uwian ngaragan. Nawala buong studcom. Si Nicky, hindi studcom, pero tumulong. THANK YOU!
2.) Crisel, if [by some strange miracle] you're reading this, your message (and the things said therein) made my ngarag day so... nice. ü Thank you! ü See you around. Andami kong utang na kwento.
Tomorrow, Tutors game rematch (winning time baby! Showtime!), a TnT interview (I'll just go with this "tribal motif thing". basta. hehe.) and A-Days meeting.
Wish me luck. Pray for me.
current music: wala, nakatutok sa Conan O'Brien ang TV.
Today's LnK Sportsfest. In Issa's words, this is where I have to learn how to "mellow down".
Nga pala, I've got to come up with a costume and concept by tomorrow. Of course, tinatamad na rin akong gumawa ng kahit ano. I want to TnT, but I really want to sponsor. If my guess is right, the schedules won't conflict. However, I still want to devote as much time as I can to fix things for the people I'll be sponsoring for. It is a big responsibillity after all.
But so is TnT'ing. It's a task of taking care of freshmen. And I'd love to TnT for Balma's batch.
*sigh* Lord, help me.
Today's LnK Sportsfest. In Issa's words, this is where I have to learn how to "mellow down".
Nga pala, I've got to come up with a costume and concept by tomorrow. Of course, tinatamad na rin akong gumawa ng kahit ano. I want to TnT, but I really want to sponsor. If my guess is right, the schedules won't conflict. However, I still want to devote as much time as I can to fix things for the people I'll be sponsoring for. It is a big responsibillity after all.
But so is TnT'ing. It's a task of taking care of freshmen. And I'd love to TnT for Balma's batch.
*sigh* Lord, help me.
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
current music: some select Sinatra songs, particularly "Under My Skin"
watching: PBA, Alaska vs. Sta. Lucia, overtime
Person who made my day: Rita. :D
I'm now thinking of not being a TnT anymore! It'll give Hanniel no reason to be jealous. And maybe take some time of LnK. Just have to find a replacement... :p
And if anybody asks what happened to Raph, just remember, I have become a full-time A-Days staffer, and sponsor of two. Why? Because events have conspired that I serve. It's... something of a wish I asked for coming true.
(I like that word: Conspire. :D )
Will elaborate on a more convenient date. Or better, find me and ask. I'm better explaining orally. :) Or maybe I ought not to elaborate at all! Yeah. That'll be best. Days pa man din.
I will say, though. I think I'll really like A25. :D
PS: My brother asked me 3 weeks ago not to take any calls from... this girl. Said he's "moving on with my life" and he made me promise that if she called, I should tell her he's busy.
Now, he's back on phone call terms again. So if he's in eye-sight, I call him, if not, no.
watching: PBA, Alaska vs. Sta. Lucia, overtime
Person who made my day: Rita. :D
I'm now thinking of not being a TnT anymore! It'll give Hanniel no reason to be jealous. And maybe take some time of LnK. Just have to find a replacement... :p
And if anybody asks what happened to Raph, just remember, I have become a full-time A-Days staffer, and sponsor of two. Why? Because events have conspired that I serve. It's... something of a wish I asked for coming true.
(I like that word: Conspire. :D )
Will elaborate on a more convenient date. Or better, find me and ask. I'm better explaining orally. :) Or maybe I ought not to elaborate at all! Yeah. That'll be best. Days pa man din.
I will say, though. I think I'll really like A25. :D
PS: My brother asked me 3 weeks ago not to take any calls from... this girl. Said he's "moving on with my life" and he made me promise that if she called, I should tell her he's busy.
Now, he's back on phone call terms again. So if he's in eye-sight, I call him, if not, no.
Monday, May 03, 2004
current music: nandyan yung Waiting in Vain and Track 17, but I'm not really listening.
Where my attention is focused: LAKERS vs. SPURS! GO SPURS GO!
"Profound thought from over the weekend": Sometimes a green mango can be amazingly ripe. :)
Ok naman ang mga araw ko. Gising, turo, uwi, tulog.
Haha. No, it's not that boring.
Today my kids asked for me to do "something different". As in "party for the batch different".
No, it's not like me to be insulted. Pressured, definitely. They want something. Ewan ko ba. I can't afford anything for them. I'm just a volunteer tutor. If they want something, they do it themselves. The most I can offer is ice cream. That's it.
Anyway. I decided to use the leftover cheese and tomato sauce for pizza for myself. Yey! :D I like my handiwork. It's nice, and I tossed in some ground leaf basil and oregano on the sauce so it'll taste good. :)
Haha! Hindi yan lalaitin ng brother ko. But I wouldn't know. He didn't get any. Hahaha!
By the way, I visited Ninong Joey's place for Tita Helen's birthday. I must say, I have tasted the BEST mango shake of my entire life! So delicious! Wow! Aliw din ako sa potato salad, sa vegetarian barbecue, the cake... and the gelatin...oh my God... It's hard to describe... they must've spiked it with cream or condesed milk or something... ibang klase yung tama nya sa bibig... so good!
Why is it that when we visit our extended family, the food they serve is better than anything we can serve them from our own homes?
On Saturday, after whatever proceedings of the sportsfest, I shall head for my OrSem Escudo 2nd interview for TnT. Yes, I passed. I kick ass, but I have to re-study my Ateneo know-how and prepare a costume. Then I shall troop to St. Ignatius village to do the A-Days meeting. I'll miss the rest of Sportsfest, so that's sad.
Like this every summer. There's a portion where I'm not there. And when I see people, I'll not be able to relate. But I'm able to catch up for most of it anyway. Hahaha!
*sigh*
I miss school. I miss the pubroom. I miss hearing mass in the chapel. I miss the ice cool of the library, and the hellish heat of Colayco at summer. I miss my friends. I miss walking to Starbucks and Blueskies. I miss my crush.
But when I think about it... no, not really. :)
Where my attention is focused: LAKERS vs. SPURS! GO SPURS GO!
"Profound thought from over the weekend": Sometimes a green mango can be amazingly ripe. :)
Ok naman ang mga araw ko. Gising, turo, uwi, tulog.
Haha. No, it's not that boring.
Today my kids asked for me to do "something different". As in "party for the batch different".
No, it's not like me to be insulted. Pressured, definitely. They want something. Ewan ko ba. I can't afford anything for them. I'm just a volunteer tutor. If they want something, they do it themselves. The most I can offer is ice cream. That's it.
Anyway. I decided to use the leftover cheese and tomato sauce for pizza for myself. Yey! :D I like my handiwork. It's nice, and I tossed in some ground leaf basil and oregano on the sauce so it'll taste good. :)
Haha! Hindi yan lalaitin ng brother ko. But I wouldn't know. He didn't get any. Hahaha!
By the way, I visited Ninong Joey's place for Tita Helen's birthday. I must say, I have tasted the BEST mango shake of my entire life! So delicious! Wow! Aliw din ako sa potato salad, sa vegetarian barbecue, the cake... and the gelatin...oh my God... It's hard to describe... they must've spiked it with cream or condesed milk or something... ibang klase yung tama nya sa bibig... so good!
Why is it that when we visit our extended family, the food they serve is better than anything we can serve them from our own homes?
On Saturday, after whatever proceedings of the sportsfest, I shall head for my OrSem Escudo 2nd interview for TnT. Yes, I passed. I kick ass, but I have to re-study my Ateneo know-how and prepare a costume. Then I shall troop to St. Ignatius village to do the A-Days meeting. I'll miss the rest of Sportsfest, so that's sad.
Like this every summer. There's a portion where I'm not there. And when I see people, I'll not be able to relate. But I'm able to catch up for most of it anyway. Hahaha!
*sigh*
I miss school. I miss the pubroom. I miss hearing mass in the chapel. I miss the ice cool of the library, and the hellish heat of Colayco at summer. I miss my friends. I miss walking to Starbucks and Blueskies. I miss my crush.
But when I think about it... no, not really. :)
Sunday, May 02, 2004
current music: some emo song being butchered by Roel. arg.
Banas of the day: Roel's ugly singing and Real Madrid losing to Deportivo. grr.
I will offer a big reward for whoever will throw tomatoes at my brother whenever he sings. 'Cause he can't.
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I couldn't wake up. I can't remember what I was dreaming about. All I know was it wasn't all flowers and rainbows. So something went wrong. That's bad.
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I just hit my 401st friend on Friendster. Yehey! A new landmark. Lampas ko na ang marami sa mga dating hinahangaan kong "wow, andami nyang prends". So happy ako. :D 29 to go before I pass Luigi's 429... pero tingin ko, dadami pa ang friends nya. Haay.
But 401 ain't bad. :)
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Must remember to get back at Nicky and all her ugly Ateneo-bashing jokes. Tahimik pa man din ako buong panahon na yun. Di pa Lasalista, ang yabang na.
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I had this story idea today. I imagined there's this typical ordinary guy who, everyday, has to put up with jerks. Everyday. Bahala na; school, at home... I'll just channel my angst. Anyway. He usually doesn't mind because on the whole, his life is pretty OK. But because he hates the way he's treated sometimes, he just daydreams about taking the people down. He then starts to have weird dreams of the people being killed. Sort of a continuation of the daydreams. He tells his friends about it, and they just laugh it off, saying it's nothing. Of course these dreams come true, and shit occurs.
It's a basic plot. I'll probably add some little twists in them along the way to help it out. This is where I'm not good at. I don't like the tricks they employ for movies or TV because they're too predictable.
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*resists urge to throw shades at Roel and his guitar. sayang yung shades*
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Ayon sa sister ko, masyado na raw nakaka-OP ang mga LnK'ers. Well, tough. Kasi dati pang nang-o-OP ang LnK. :p (in admission, may pagka-ganun ako.) At madali mahawa ang ugaling iyan. Ewan ko ba. Sorry na lang.
Banas of the day: Roel's ugly singing and Real Madrid losing to Deportivo. grr.
I will offer a big reward for whoever will throw tomatoes at my brother whenever he sings. 'Cause he can't.
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I couldn't wake up. I can't remember what I was dreaming about. All I know was it wasn't all flowers and rainbows. So something went wrong. That's bad.
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I just hit my 401st friend on Friendster. Yehey! A new landmark. Lampas ko na ang marami sa mga dating hinahangaan kong "wow, andami nyang prends". So happy ako. :D 29 to go before I pass Luigi's 429... pero tingin ko, dadami pa ang friends nya. Haay.
But 401 ain't bad. :)
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Must remember to get back at Nicky and all her ugly Ateneo-bashing jokes. Tahimik pa man din ako buong panahon na yun. Di pa Lasalista, ang yabang na.
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I had this story idea today. I imagined there's this typical ordinary guy who, everyday, has to put up with jerks. Everyday. Bahala na; school, at home... I'll just channel my angst. Anyway. He usually doesn't mind because on the whole, his life is pretty OK. But because he hates the way he's treated sometimes, he just daydreams about taking the people down. He then starts to have weird dreams of the people being killed. Sort of a continuation of the daydreams. He tells his friends about it, and they just laugh it off, saying it's nothing. Of course these dreams come true, and shit occurs.
It's a basic plot. I'll probably add some little twists in them along the way to help it out. This is where I'm not good at. I don't like the tricks they employ for movies or TV because they're too predictable.
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*resists urge to throw shades at Roel and his guitar. sayang yung shades*
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Ayon sa sister ko, masyado na raw nakaka-OP ang mga LnK'ers. Well, tough. Kasi dati pang nang-o-OP ang LnK. :p (in admission, may pagka-ganun ako.) At madali mahawa ang ugaling iyan. Ewan ko ba. Sorry na lang.
Saturday, May 01, 2004
My inner child is sixteen years old!
Life's not fair! It's never been fair, but while
adults might just accept that, I know
something's gotta change. And it's gonna
change, just as soon as I become an adult and
get some power of my own.
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And no, hindi ko yan dinuktor. :D
current music: 112 - Cupid
current LSS: Parokya ni Edgar's "One And Only" [haha! alam natin bakit]
what ails me: an darn stiff neck that kept me absent in the morning.
I'm home. Parent's night was fun. :) My day wasn't 100% fun, but God's providence allowed for a good ending.
Y'see, I had a bit of a row with my Mom the day before. I had been eating some of the vegetarian bacon (yes, bacon) for several breakfasts in a row, when in truth it was supposed to be for somebody else. To me, that was incredibly stupid. If Mom and Dad really still want me to be vegetarian, they've got to set up better perks. But I digress. The issue was Mom thought I knew it was for somebody else, when in truth, I didn't. I don't agree with everything, but I'm not so stupid as to tear open the pack when it's for somebody else.
So yun. Asar. And Dad was (as usual) siding with Mom. He then scolds me to clean up the den (which wasn't my mess, but still). By then, he just kept on with his sermon, and I didn't even get to air my side. Fine. So I leave the house in a huff to buy basil for Parent's Night Pizza, as well as pizza cheese. I then get a text to buy medicine for Mom's headache (I wonder why). I bought the medicine, then I refused reimbursement. Ganun lang naman. "Money is just money," I said.
I devote the afternoon to a 3-hour nap and cooking pizza. That includes slicing and dicing basil leaves, cutting tomatoes, sprinking them all on pizza bread with cheese and olive oil, toasting them on my beloved oven toaster. I had Chimoms to help, so thank God. I'd never get it done without her.
I leave with my brother and Chimoms. Looking back, Roel tagging along was a double-edged sword. Reklamo ng reklamo na nagugutom siya, 'tas takaw ng takaw, and after linait nya yung food na gawa ko! Ingrate. >:( But it was nice of him to keep Nicky company when nobody wanted to.
Then there's Luigi. Hirit nya "uy, paalis na ako, penge ng pizza." So he gets 2 slices. Then di pala aalis, at kumuha pa ng isa! 3 pieces! bEcause of him, di naka-kain ng pizza si Angel at Issa! 'Ika nga ni Issa, "Sana umalis ka na nga!" Agree ako, sistah. Sana umalis na nga nun si Lug. :p
Either way, my "target audience/market" of new tutors and oldies who did not eat the pizza before got to eat. Which in truth, is all I wanted. I gave my share to Kuya Kheempee so he's another dude who got 3 pieces, but he deserved it more than Luigi.
However, something I ate or drank is giving me LBM. Not good. Must've been the water.
More tomorrow.
current LSS: Parokya ni Edgar's "One And Only" [haha! alam natin bakit]
what ails me: an darn stiff neck that kept me absent in the morning.
I'm home. Parent's night was fun. :) My day wasn't 100% fun, but God's providence allowed for a good ending.
Y'see, I had a bit of a row with my Mom the day before. I had been eating some of the vegetarian bacon (yes, bacon) for several breakfasts in a row, when in truth it was supposed to be for somebody else. To me, that was incredibly stupid. If Mom and Dad really still want me to be vegetarian, they've got to set up better perks. But I digress. The issue was Mom thought I knew it was for somebody else, when in truth, I didn't. I don't agree with everything, but I'm not so stupid as to tear open the pack when it's for somebody else.
So yun. Asar. And Dad was (as usual) siding with Mom. He then scolds me to clean up the den (which wasn't my mess, but still). By then, he just kept on with his sermon, and I didn't even get to air my side. Fine. So I leave the house in a huff to buy basil for Parent's Night Pizza, as well as pizza cheese. I then get a text to buy medicine for Mom's headache (I wonder why). I bought the medicine, then I refused reimbursement. Ganun lang naman. "Money is just money," I said.
I devote the afternoon to a 3-hour nap and cooking pizza. That includes slicing and dicing basil leaves, cutting tomatoes, sprinking them all on pizza bread with cheese and olive oil, toasting them on my beloved oven toaster. I had Chimoms to help, so thank God. I'd never get it done without her.
I leave with my brother and Chimoms. Looking back, Roel tagging along was a double-edged sword. Reklamo ng reklamo na nagugutom siya, 'tas takaw ng takaw, and after linait nya yung food na gawa ko! Ingrate. >:( But it was nice of him to keep Nicky company when nobody wanted to.
Then there's Luigi. Hirit nya "uy, paalis na ako, penge ng pizza." So he gets 2 slices. Then di pala aalis, at kumuha pa ng isa! 3 pieces! bEcause of him, di naka-kain ng pizza si Angel at Issa! 'Ika nga ni Issa, "Sana umalis ka na nga!" Agree ako, sistah. Sana umalis na nga nun si Lug. :p
Either way, my "target audience/market" of new tutors and oldies who did not eat the pizza before got to eat. Which in truth, is all I wanted. I gave my share to Kuya Kheempee so he's another dude who got 3 pieces, but he deserved it more than Luigi.
However, something I ate or drank is giving me LBM. Not good. Must've been the water.
More tomorrow.
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