current music: Banquet - Bloc Party

Later today, I'm driving Chimoms to UP for her faculty consultation. I'm also going to hand Perry and the others the LnK Logbook, meet up with Jemjem for a game of pool, and pick up Chimoms and kid brother to drive them home. Any further errands aren't noted here, as they can appear at any time.

Tomorrow, I'm giving a Creative Writing workshop to high school kids for LnK. Wow. I'm excited. :) Yun nga lang, cut ng classes yun. 2nd cut of summer... sigh.

Saturday features another A-Days _eval. Asteeg. I miss the people already.

Tuesday features me having to prepare a costume for TnT 2nd interview (jack-in-the-box na to!) and my 2nd PolSci Long Exam. Must maintain winning streak.

Must remember to get amp_writes band profiles by May 6. Sana pwede kong gawin siya sooner.

No rest, no rest, no rest. Not good for high-blood pressure.

One thing at a time, one thing at a time...

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Workshop... hmm. Since my genre is poetry, and it is a dying artform, I'd likely have them read it and try writing it. Yes, I know some of them have different artistic inclinations. I understand. But I'm positive that reading poems can help enrich their thinking. Besides, the workshop's only from 8AM to 12NN, with a thirty-minute break. Pipigain ko na 'tong oras.

Tara only asked me this morning, so I couldn't "assign" them to write stuff to crit. Crap. 'Di bale, I'll just have them do writing exercises a-la Lighthouse sessions.

Am also considering showing them "Trees" by Joyce Kilmer as an example of BAD POETRY, just like Sir Krip did. Hehehe. Yes, I know Krip's not exactly the best teacher, but I wholeheartedly agree that "Trees" is darned overrated.

Since they're high school, they're not likely to have read stuff. hmm... Know what? I'd love to whip out poetry for the kids to read. Here's a list of stuff I'd like to show them this far. Filipino poets get priority. Suggestions of stuff would rock.

1.) Patawad - Mikael Co
2.) Kursilyo - Hazel Caasi
3.) Icarus Christ - Eman Lacaba
4.) The First to Love - Simeon Dumdum Jr.
5.) Double Takes - Naya Valdelleon
and one more Tagalog poem. Probably "Bakit Minamadali" by Javier Bengzon, or something by Kapi. Anyway.

Also considering bringing my "all-star selections" of Neruda, Angelou, and other foreigners.
1.) Tonight I Can Write - Pablo Neruda
2.) One Art - Elizabeth Bishop
3.) Introduction to Poetry - Billy Collins
4.) The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost
5.) The Red Wheelbarrow - William Carlos Williams

Writing Exercises... Since they're kids, I'd want them to feel encouraged. So...
1.) First thoughts
2.) Rengga
3.) Photos & Memory
4.) Unforgettable moment
5.) Translation

Am at a loss, as some other exercises aren't always too applicable.

Today has been disappointing. Not disastrous. Just disappointing.

Wha? Who am I kidding? I am EVER so pissed off today!

Nothing that I wouldn't have anticipated. But it still wasn't all that nice. The people of LnK have heard about "part 1". The second part took place this afternoon. It's days like these that make living a chore. Worse, the TnT interview got moved to tomorrow, and no progress has been made on the fruit (which is now a pineapple, and that makes it no more easier).

There are seven knives in the kitchen. One is for fruit, one is for bread, one is for steak, and two more for vegetables. I forget what the other two are for. We just use them interchageably for various cutting needs. Six of them have black handles. They fit nicely in a wood knife rack beside the microwave oven at the corner of my kitchen.

I'm grateful that for the most part, I know how to control my rage.

Oh, at aliw panoorin ang "Significant Others". Shet, super nakaka-relate.

current music: Beautiful Day - U2



My song for today is U2's "Beautiful Day." Today, of all days, when my second Sem's grades arrived.


It looked something like this:


Philo 102: C+
Directing 1: B+
FA 102: B+
FA 105: B+
FA 107: A

Semestral QPI: 3.5
Yearly QPI : 3.15

Mahal na mahal kita, Lord. Thank you. Basta Ikaw!

Thank you too, for all who greeted before today [tulad ni Jason], and all day today. :)

I can sour-grape all day about working my ass off in Yan's class, and only coming up with 91.6, but fine. I may be .4 short of an A, but I don't care. 3.4 ang QPI I ko! Happy!

Next sem, cutting spree na 'to. :)

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Our block had a cool talk with Stephen Uy. I've spoken to Stephen before on theater set design way back in 3PO. He also works for Tito Dom in Darna. I was half-tempted to ask him to say Hi to the family's "resident director", but I decided against it. Some things are better kept under wraps (as of yet).

I took notes. It felt strangely cool. I felt like I was learning something that can help me with my future. Of course, selling sponsorship packages to big companies isn't exactly what I want to be doing for the rest of my life. Learning about how money can be made was. And I liked it.

I like the odds of our Fine Arts Festival. I invite everyone to watch out for it. This coming January siya! And it's gonna rock! :)

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Got Joboy's text regarding TnT.

I worry. I want to make it, but I worry.

Do I still got it? Can I do it again?

More on that some other time. But exciting stuff na 'to. :)

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Chatted with Sir DM Reyes on the way to the jeepney. He told me that in comparison, my poetry would not stand up. I shouldn't compare myself with others. I should, instead, work on my own voice. Once I find it, I'd be a-okay.

I forgot to thank him for the B+. But I didn't want to bring it up. I'm never comfy about discussing grades with teachers who give me high marks. I argue with those who dump crap on me, but if they're high, I'm happy. No need to argue over a few points for the A when the main point of me doing OK was already made.

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Bought my kid brother Warcraft 3: Frozen Throne as a late birthday gift. He loved it. Yey.

But not before I tried it out first. Hehe.

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Dad and I had a talk about God.

I shouldn't be surprised by how much he knows. He's an authority of sorts on the subject.

But still. I felt somewhat... trascendent, speaking to him.

I'm wishing everyday were like that: less drama, more understanding.

Basta, today's swell.

A moment of silence for his Holiness.

God bless the dead. Rest in peace.