anesthesia and stitches

Food Court Woes

2012-01-23T00:10:00.005+08:00

I was with my yaya and mom at the SM Cubao foodcourt. We finished eating then my mom went up to go the restrooms. I followed her. I've been going back and forth from our table and the restrooms because the lines are so long. I was on my nth time going back to yaya when I realized that I didn't know where to go. I got lost in the food court. Thank god this janitor found me looking for my mom. Honestly, bad things were rushing through my head like: "Ipapaampon na ba nila ako kapag di ko makita mommy ko?". Hahaha. Good thing mom and yaya found me! I can't remember if I cried then...

Anyway, I just feel like telling this story. Hahahahaha.

I'm THIS close to graduating. I'm not only graduating as a student but also as a kid. Responsibilities will be heavier in the near future. I would be required to make sacrifices for work. I need to find a work first! And also to pass my subjects first. Lol. The moral of this blog entry? I'm no kid anymore that will run to my parents when I'm lost. At least, not every time. My parents raised me up to be independent. Hopefully, I will live up to their expectations and mine.

Seven things to look forward to this 2012

2012-01-17T17:37:00.005+08:00

Twenty Twelve is going to be a tough and great year!

1. Last Finals Exam. Hopefully! (March 10, 2012)

How redundant. Last Finals Exam! I promise I won't cry on the last day. Hopefully, the last exam would be the easiest! Maybe Process Control or Equipment Design! Oh god help us.

2. UST Batch 2012 Baccalaureate Mass (March 23, 2012)

We had our Freshmen Walk 5 years ago wherein we walked through the Arch of the Centuries (originally located in UST Intramuros). There's a belief that you should not pass through it until graduation or else you'll never graduate. Silly right? Hahaha. I'm looking forward to walking out of the Arch.

There's also the meet the parents. In my case, parent. Dad will be leaving on the 20th. He will not be around on March for my College graduation (again) but it's coll! He said we will celebrate in time for my birthday on August. Yay!

Fireworks Display. That is all.

3. Faculty of Engineering Graduation (March 31, 2012)

For the first time, our graduation will be held at the newly built Sports Complex. Too bad we won't be experiencing the PICC! We don't really care. As long as we graduate on time, we are cool with whatever venue! Hahaha.

4. November 2012 Board Exams (November 2012)

Review starts on June up to August (I think). I'm still thinking when and where to review. I can't wait to put the four letter word before my name. E-N-G-R. :) :) :)

5. First Job (?)

I won't be choosy with this one. As long as I like the industry and company I'll be entering and the work requires me to apply the principles I learned in college, all is well! Of course a good compensation package is a plus! Lol.

6. Out of the Country Trip (Summer)

I can't wait to get out of the Philippine Area of Responsibility! I'm not really sure where would I go after graduation. I just want to experience a different culture for a change. I'm also thinking if I would go alone or join my friends who are going to Vietnam! Let's see!

~~7. Boyfriend~~ (!)

Hahahahahahahahahaha! Dami kong tawa. Hahahahahahahaha!

To get these things, I need a lot of hardwork, a doze of passion and a tinge of luck. I know that God will give me the things I deserve this year. I can't wait for good things to happen !

Twenty Eleven Part 2

2011-12-31T16:21:00.001+08:00

JULY: Saying goodbye to Harry Potter.. :(

I was with my brother when I watched for the 2nd time!

Nag-stay talaga kami sa cinema kasi hindi talaga namin kaya!! Hahaha. It's also my first time to watch in IMAX 3D. Ang ganda!

AUGUST: Birth Month, Engineering GA and Retreat!

Calaruega, you're oh so relaxing!

The closer 5ChEB

This picture doesn't give justice how fun the overnight was at Denise's Mansion! Hahahahaha. It's my first time to watch on a 3D TV! LOL.

General Rehearsals. We're so nervous that time.

Soldier ang peg namin.

Kahit 1st runner up, mabuti na lang andyan ang ChE Community!

SEPTEMBER: Graduation Pictorial

Imitating Mysell's pose. Lol.

Syempre pacute.

Friends we bumped into on the way home!

One of 5 barkada pictures.

OCTOBER: Internship

NOVEMBER: ChES GA

Wala ako masyadong pictures. Sama ng pakiramdam ko nun. Haha. Anyway, nag-enjoy pa rin ako! Weeeeeeeee.

DECEMBER: Cebuhol, Paskuhan and Christmas Parties!

First time sa airplane! Haha.

Chocolate Hills

Loboc River

Magellan's Cross

Haaaaaaaaay 2011! Ang saya mo lang. Grabe. Thank you sa lahat ng firsts ng narasan ko. :)

I KNOW BIGGER AND BOLDER THINGS ARE BOUND TO HAPPEN ON 2012.

I can't wait! Happy New Year!

Twenty Eleven Part 1

2011-12-27T11:33:00.000+08:00

I was not a good blogger this year. Lol. I was busy with school and extra-curricular activities so I was pretty preoccupied. I started photo blogging my year in 2008 (I think? or 2009?) in Multiply. Here I am, continuing the "tradition" in blogspot.

JANUARY: UST Quadricentennial Celebration

Kami lang yata merong ganito e? I admit, naamaze ako. Haha.

Best program UST/SOCC ever organize! We all felt proud to be Thomasian after this night. Iba talaga ang crowd ng UST: marami at game na game.

Hindi lang kami magaling pumarty. Magaling din kami magdasal at magpasalamat. Nagsalita din si Pope Benedict XVI via taped video.

FEBRUARY: IP LAB Experience

The fun part in all of this: Photoshoot in Lover's Lane.

Busy preparing for the expo.

Groupmates/Friends posing for the camera despite the stress.

MARCH: UAAP Streetdance Competition

We thought the result was luto but enjoyed the show nonetheless.

APRIL: Annual Egwaras Family Swimming

My sister posing for the camera.

MAY: Enchanted Kingdom with Family

Smile kahit mainit.

JUNE: Start of the Thesis Season

Here we are about to fetch the Soapstock in Pier Something. Luneta. Nung una ayaw pa nila, parang gusto naman nila no? Haha.

To be continue...

Fourteen Days

2011-12-14T21:39:00.001+08:00

My mom got a call from my aunt last semester. Apparently, my grandmother is already "calling" her daughters (and son) to bid her goodbye. My grandmother is suffering from kidney illness. My mom decided to bring my grandparents to Manila (Actually to Antipolo) so somebody could take care of them. My mom said my cousins in Bataan are of no use around the house. Pinapabayaan yung mga matatanda.

At first, their stay was okay. I noticed they were a little bored with the urban life. There's nothing much to do here but to watch TV and use the computer. As if my grandparents could do that with their poor hearing and eyesight? Anyway, they enjoy the morning by taking a walk around the village. They got lost in their first walk though. Good thing they talked to the subdivision guards.

The school service almost always see them in the morning every time he fetch my siblings. He said they're very sweet coz they hold hands like a bunch of teenagers. Lol. This I attest, is true!

My grandmother weakens as the days went by (I'm actually lost with my subject-verb agreement in this entry). One time I got home and my sisters told me that lola removed her clothes and then went outside because it's hot. WTH. I was really shocked

I don't know what's happening to her. Mom explained that it's because lola's not been eating properly. She doesn't touch the food we prepare for her. She only drinks coffee because she's having a hard time swallowing. She also hates her medicine. Thus, her brain doesn't work properly.

Despite all this, props to my 80-year-old grandfather who's always there beside her even though she always argue about everything. He's there even though her other half is naked like a baby. He's there hugging her every time I see them sleeping at night. He's there when she feels like sitting in the front porch ( We don't have a porch actually. I just feel like saying porch).

Now, my grandparents are back in the suburbs. They fit in there. Surprisingly my grandmother's back to normal. Mom said she's just homesick that's why she's like that in here. She misses the fresh air of Bataan. I will not argue with that. Did I mentioned that my mom and aunts are already preparing for my lola's burial while she's alive? I know it's horrible. I don't want that moment to happen to my siblings and my parents. Oh god no.

The moral of the story, accept the things that are inevitable like death. I can't believe I even said that. What.

And if I'm going to face death in the near future, I hope I have someone there beside me to help me walk to the light.

Cheesiness ends here.

Favorite Film of all Time

2011-11-04T21:41:00.000+08:00

Just mentioned in my last entry that I'm very disappointed that No Other Woman is currently the highest grossing Filipino film of all time. Very timely that I just watched one of the best films I've ever seen.

I'm a fan of watching old movies once in a while like: The Breakfast Club(1985), Roman Holiday(1953), Back to the Future(1985), Pretty in Pink(1986) and Sound of Music(1965). I gave Dead Poets Society a try. Now I know why this was nominated for Best Picture in the Oscars.

I'm still very "emotional" with the ending so I'll wait a day or two before I make a review. All I can say is: "O captain! My Captain!".

Hello Favorite Film of all Time. :)

Last Sembreak

2011-11-04T10:20:00.000+08:00

Internship! They manufacture pumps for Industrial, Commercial Building Services and Wastewater Treatment use.

Makati Girl ako for a while. Sosyal sosyalan lang at first pero iba pa rin kapag sa plant ka nagwowork. It was a fun experience! Mababait ang mga tao at daming freebies. Haha.

I'm a fan! Wohooooo.

X-Men

Batman

It's about time to read Dan Brown's....

It was good. But still, Angels and Demons FTW ! Hahahaha. I didn't like the chasing part that much. Dan Brown has a tendency to give too much information. Nauseating. LOL.

And of course the TV Shows/ Series. New shows I got to like!

This is a mindf*ck tv series! Bravo Ryan Murphy Nad Brad Falchuk!

I enjoy watching cooking shows since I was a kid. Only Hell Kitchen's not kid-friendly. This show utter words like f*ck and f*cking every 5 seconds. Hahaha.

Highest Grossing Films of All Time

Star Cinema and Viva Films played their cards right by choosing the Showtime Royalties to star in these movies. But I'm kind of disappointed that these are the highest grossing films of all time. No offense but the movie was not that well -made... I quote a famous blogger: "If America has Avatar, we have No Other Woman".

Parang tamad na tamad ako magblog a. Puro pictures lang ang entry na 'to. Haha.

Current State

2011-10-27T14:20:00.000+08:00

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

The best decision my parents ever made

2011-09-28T19:29:00.000+08:00

Daddy: Pwede na pala tayong lumipat sa Antipolo. Sayang yung bahay dun.
Mommy: Pwede na nga. Nakakatakot na dito sa Marikina. Binabaha.
Daddy: Sakto gagraduate na si Jelo ng high school. Gagraduate na ng elementary si Karol.
My siblings and I: AYAAAAAAAAAAAW.

We moved from Marikina to Antipolo in April of 2007. 2 months before I started my college life. Imagine, from a 1-hour commute(Marikina-UST) to TWO FREAKING HOURS(Antipolo-UST).The commute was hell-ish at first. I didn't like that the market, school, and church was farther in our new subdivision. I didn't like our neighbors. I didn't like our new house. I didn't like UST... Pretty much hated the "move". I didn't like change.

September 26, 2009. That was a saturday. I vividly remember that it was raining hard. My class was at 1PM. I texted my UST friend. He replied that classes are suspended from 10AM. So I continue my sleep...

We had electricity. No internet. No cable. So we didn't have any idea what's happening outside. I mean, down there. Little that I know, my friends are stranded in school. Friends are stranded in their homes. Friends are walking on the roads. People are dying. Animals are also dying. Establishments are flooded. CNN. BBC. ABS CBN. GMA. Twitter. Facebook. Tumblr. Ondoy was all over the news.

This is probably the best decision my parents ever made. That we moved to Antipolo. If we didn't, we could have been dead. If we didn't, we could hve lost all our things. A million bad things could have happened...

time for everything

2011-08-19T22:59:00.001+08:00

August 2011, Calaruega

This year is somehow different. The block's closer, less selfish, more open and more sensitive. Maybe there's a time for everything. Good things come to those who wait afterall. And it took us 2 years. You know what, the wait's worth it.

RAIN-DOM

2011-07-23T22:14:00.000+08:00

Two semesters left. I could almost taste it. The sweet taste of my University of Santo Tomas Bachelor of Science in Chemical Engineering diploma. Fingers crossed.

These past few months, I got to see some of my High School friends. We talk about academics, board exams, work, love life and family. Stuff you would expect from a high school get-together.

You know my favorite part?

"Ay oo nga pala 5 years ka di ba? High School pa lang tayo, gusto mo na talaga maging Chemical Engineer e."

When your high school friends remind you of the girl you used to be. The girl who dreamed big in high school. The girl who wanted to be an engineer. The girl who wanted to be a chemical engineer. Sometimes I forgot why I chose this path and I thank my high school friends for reminding me that I want this so bad. Once or twice, I doubt my capabilities. I feel incompetent. I feel very un-engineering(what). It's not about being insecure. You know you did your best but it's not good enought? Or you're still average... IT'S ANNOYING. REALLY.

There's something about high school friends you can't find in college friends... I can't explain. They know you too much, it's scary?

**Naiiyak ako sa blog post na 'to. :P

Fun Stuff

2011-06-25T14:02:00.000+08:00

Found this tweet in my news feed last Thursday

Tsismosa that I am, I joined in their conversation.

This "performance" started my dancing career that I continue in high school and college. Hahahaha.

Isay(isay_bertybots) is a friend since Grade 1. We've been classmates a couple of times in Grade 1 and Grade 5. She's probably the most hardcore Harry Potter fan in elementary. How ironic that she's not a big fan anymore like before. and now I am... Hahahaha. She graduated last year in UST. So we've been schoolmates since preschool. Hehe.

Abigail (abilingabaoan) is a classmate in Grade 2. My bestfriend and her are best friends. We're not that close anymore but we remain good acquaintances. There's also this bond among us OLOPSCiancs since we've known each other since preschool.

These tweets started the conversation about our weird grade school teachers. Hahaha.

Ma'am Intia was probably the oldest teacher OLOPSC ever hired! She was already in her 60s or 70s when she was our adviser in Grade 2. The last time I saw her was in high school because she gave us a visit in school. She always screams at us Mga sintunado kayo! I thought sintunado was a bad word. Hahaha.

Even Gee joined in the fun! She was a classmate in Grade 2 but transferred in high school.

And also the embarrassing stuff:

I didn't know what a housewife was in Grade 2! I just copied the "to be a successful housewife" from our housemaid. I can't believe abi still remembers that. It's so embarrassing. Hahahahahahaha. And she's one of my classmates who knew me as Anjela.

I will also never forget the field demonstration held every 2nd week of February. The teachers taught us the most embarrassing dance routines and asked us to wear ugly costumes. We don't know it at that time of course. We thought we were cool. *sigh*

Grade School was also the time I was asked to join Math Quiz Bees. Nalulungkot ako kasi star section na lang laging nanalo. 2nd place ako palagi. Hahahaha. Pinasali din ako ng Spelling Quiz bee where I failed miserably. Bwahahaha.

I would never forget the friends I made in elementary! Girl Scout days! Science Club Days! :)

It was a nice Twitter party! Most of us are graduates now. Working in companies here and abroad. It's like yesterday when we're addicted to stationary, sticker albums, Robby Rabbit strollers, Barbie Shoes, Harry Potter, Sweet valley, Jeepers Creepers, Nancy Drew, Pop Singers and boy bands. High School may be unforgettable but Grade School was one of the fun-est years of our lives.

Little Thought

2011-06-17T23:31:00.001+08:00

What's worse than people expecting you to do great things?

They ~~do not expect~~ you to do great.

They ~~do not expect~~ you to achieve anything.

They ~~do not expect~~ you to be the best.

At the end of the day, who cares?

Hmmm, I know you do.

Sunday Tsoknat

2011-05-31T16:48:00.000+08:00

Before I start with this story, I want to tell you straight that we are not rich. We don't own a company. My grandparents are not rich as well. My Dad or Mom is not a CEO. They're average Filipinos who earn slightly more than they need.

I met her when I was a month old. Her nanay works as a labandera my relatives. She was 1st year high school back then. Dad's working abroad and Mom's working too si decided to hire me a yaya. Her name was Marites (aka Tekla to my parents/relatives and Ate Tes to me). We lived in Rancho Estate untill the death of my lolo in April 1992. We transferred to another subdivision in the same city with my relatives. Mom says that I'm an easy child to take care. I'm happy with coloring books, crayons, lego and barbie dolls. The only child that I am, I get to have most toys that I wanted. Other than my bestfriends in school, Ate Tes was my bestfriend at home.

Mom was first my teacher and Ate Tes was my 2nd. I learned the sign language of the English Alphabet in preschool because of her. I'm not a morning person(until now) and she would wake me up without spanking me. Just continuous "Gising na". She's very patient with me. In times I when don't get what I want from my parents, I would run to her. Kinokonsinte daw ako. But I know in every child's life, there's the konsitedorang yaya or lola or lolo or tatay or nanay. Every Sunday she would bring me a pack of Chocnut from her Day Off. Yes, the peanut butter chocoate candy(!).

Did I mentioned she was my yaya for 9 years? Since I was born. Hahaha. And in that 9 years, she finished her secondary education and bachelor's degree. She was a working student. Mom and Dad payed for her tuition. In 1998, I got a call from her. She was at the airport and saying goodbye. I cry a river that night. Lola lend her mooney for the placement fee/passport/ticket. My yaya left me and went abroad.

The great thing about her, she never forgets. She helped her nanay and siblings. Her Nanay Mila is very close to me. She died 5 years ago. Mind you, she had her first airplane ride and went to Dubai before she died. She helped her siblings to find work in Dubai. She always calls on the 18th of August to greet me a happy birthday. She helped us when we had some financial problems. She called when I graduated elementary. She called when I graduated high school. She gave me gifts every now and then. Chocolates, watches, cellphone and perfume. She gave me a digital camera for my 18th birthday. She would give me money every now and then.

Mom always lectures about "finishing your degree because it will take you anywhere" etc. I didn't understand it at that time. Now I know. She have her own family now. Her husband is an engineer in Dubai. She works at home to attend to her daughter (my only inaanak) who is an incoming Grade 2.

Reading books and learning the values in life is one thing. But actually experiencing is another. My parents and lola may not have been the richest but they helped one girl's life to be better. In the future, I hope I can help another people's life too.

back of the line

2011-05-27T16:22:00.000+08:00

It's been four years. They already received their diplomas. They received the well-deserve Cum Laude medals. They're reviewing for the board exams. They're about to enter medical school. They're about to attend law school. They'll go abroad to finish their masteral degree. They're working now. And me? I was busy attending my summer classes. What a failure.

Why do I have the feeling that everybody's getting ahead? The answer is obvious. Duh. And I'm here, stuck in the back of the line. It's cold, lonely and terrifying. Everyday, the world is saying I'm a year too late than everybody.

This feeling is annoying as hell! Despite my not-so-pretty transcript, I know that I will be a good engineer soon.

Super Power

2011-05-23T14:45:00.000+08:00

Hindi ko alam kung paano ko sisimulang ang blog na 'to.

Naiirita ako kapag nagkakaroon ako ng "feeling" na ayaw sa akin ng isang tao. Lalo na kung di mo masyadong kaclose. Ang sasabihin ng mg kaibigan mo: "Hayaan mo na lang yun. Inggit lang yun sa'yo". I actually find this excuse hilarious. Seryoso? Inggit sila sa'yo? I'm sure there came a point na they loath you because you have done something not right. Sobra naman yata yung loath, siguro he or she doesn't like you. Ang mga totoong kaibigan, nagsasabi ng totoo.

"Misunderstood lang ako" seems to be the favorite excuse of most girls. In high school, I realized na hindi naman laging ganon. Most often that not, tayo din talaga yung may mali. Siguro meron tayong nasabing hindi maganda about them or sa friends nila. Baka hindi kayo nagkasundo sa opinyon niyo about life. Baka naisnob natin sila one time.

Gusto ko ng super power na mababasa ko feelings ng isang tao. Sana kapag may naooffend ako, nagiging black ang aura nila. Para hindi ako mag-iisip hanggang bahay namin kung anong nagawa ko. Right there and then, alam kong may nasabi/nagawa ako kaya nainis siya. At least makapag-sorry ako. Haaaaay sana nga no!

At the end of the day, feeling lang naman yon. Pwedeng tama. Pwedeng mali.

I can't seem to organize my thoughts! Oh well papel. Sana nagets niyo?!?!

Trip to Tayuman

2011-05-05T20:45:00.000+08:00

I was expecting a normal Sunday afternoon at home. Maybe watch ASAP in the afternoon then take a nap. But last Sunday, we went to Tayuman.

Tayuman is in Manila. Manila is in Metro Manila. Metro Manila is also known as National Capital Region. National Capital Region is in the Philippines. Philippines is in the Southeast Asia. Southeast Asia is in Asia. Asia is on earth. Earth is one of the 8(Pluto's not longer a planet) planets in the Solar System. The Solar System is in the Universe. And I have no idea how big the Universe is.

Anyway, we went to Tayuman last Sunday morning to attend the baptismal of Ate Ina's son. I really don't know Ate Ina until late in the afternoon. It was held in Espiritu Santo Church. It's situated right beside Espiritu Santo Parochial School where my father and his siblings study. We met some relatives at church: Tita Bobot and his son. After the ceremony, we make our way to see Ate Ina's mother-in-law who's living just around the corner across SM San Lazaro. Dad really knows her well. They hugged and talk awhile then we left to go to their place for the reception. The people there are friendly. I met Ate Ina's sister, Nika. I remember her from way, way back. I have a picture with her when we were 6. They invited us inside to eat, talk and laugh. It was a fun afternoon. I found out later that they were Dad's neighbors when they were young. It's a joy to watch them talk about their teenage years. The day went by talking about their children's past, present and future which is awkward. To be the subject of their discussion is just... There was inuman, kwentuhan and kainan. Over-all it was a great Sunday.

Things you might wanna know:

1. Ate Ina's only 25 years old and his son is his 4th.

2. Ate Ina's mother-in-law lives around a corner. Literally at the corner of a street across SM. She has a small carinderia there. She works, sleeps and eats there.

3. Nika's only 21 years old yet she has 2 sons.

4. The reception was held in their home. Their home was beside an estero.

5. My sister and I freaked out (deep inside) when we saw a rat with the size of a cat running in the kitchen area(where they prepare their food that we ate).

6. We drank outside and it freaked out us again that there were men walking around in there brief/boxer shorts for n times.

FYI. We act like decent people when we went there. One of the things that Mom and Dad taught us, if we want to make it in this world, we should know how to get a long with different kinds of people. Neither are we rich nor poor. But it will surely shock the hell out of you when you're there. The ones you see in movies is really true.

The saddest part of this story is that that family we visited used to be rich. Filthy rich. My lola said: "Naku, mga syusyal ang mga yun sa compound dati." My dad said: "Grabe mangurakot ang tatay nila sa Blumentritt. Pulis kasi yun kaya araw araw ang daming hakot na prutas at gulay. Sila Nika at Ina may suot suot na mga alahas yun nung mga bata pa yun" Just like that they turned from riches to rags. I would not elaborate on the details. They took for granted what they had. They venture on illegal doings that led to the destruction of the lives of their offspring. You get the picture.

How ironic that the woman who used to work for them as labandera is already rich. His son, Noni, used to be their boy but now he's working in UK and owns a lot of houses in the Philippines. My dad mentioned that there are times when they asked Noni to join them for dinner because they have nothing to eat. Rags to Riches story. Amazing.

You don't have to be Einstein to get the moral lesson of our Trip to Tayuman.

One Sad Day

2011-04-27T18:50:00.000+08:00

April 27, 2011

6:45pm

Dark Room

:'(

45x45

2011-04-21T23:48:00.000+08:00

45 countries in 45 years

Blogging about one side of him.

He had been to more than a hundred cities in 45+ countries in 45 years.

Trevi Fountain. Leaning Tower of Pisa. Coliseum. Santorini. Universal Studios. Name a few.

ERRRRRR. Siya lang ang taong ayaw na nasa Paris siya. Hahahahaha.

P.S. Mas nauna pa siyang makasakay ng eroplano kaysa sa ~~bus~~

1. Philippines

2. United States of America

3. France

4. China

5. Japan

6. Qatar

7. Bahrain

8. United Arab Emirates

9. Brunei

10. Belgium

11. Brazil

12. Russia

13. Syria

14. England

15. Scotland

16. Morocco

17. Maldives

18. Nigeria

19. Africa

20. Czech Republic

21. Japan

22. Bahamas

23. Cape Verde

24. Cyprus

25. Croatia

26. Denmark

27. Egypt

28. Germany

29. Greece

30. Israel

31. Italy

32. South Korea

33. North Korea

34. Malaysia

35. Mexico

36. Singapore

37. Saudi Arabia

38. Singapore

39. Spain

40. Sri Lanka

41. Turkey

42. Vatican

43. Vietnam

44. Canada

45. Ghana

Happy Birthday 45-year-old man! :)

Roman Holiday

2011-04-20T22:51:00.000+08:00

Movie Poster

We were at SM last week. I convinced my Dad to buy VCDs instead of 1980s/Disco albums. I said we can download them using frostwire. SNEAKY ME. *evil laugh* We bought Forrest Gump and Roman Holiday.

What is Roman Holiday?

Roman Holiday is a 1953 black and white film shot in Rome, Italy. Starring Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck. It's a story about a princess who stroll around Rome to be normal person where he met a newspaper writer who pretends he doesn't know her true identity. I know, it sounds like some cheesy chick flick. Let me remind you that this film was made 58 years ago. Before Princess Diaries, The Prince and Me, there was Roman Holiday. This is the mother of all films about princesses, royalty, and freedom.

Funny Observations/Review/Comparison:

1. It was shot in Black and White. It made me appreciate the film more. Sometimes the special effects in movies nowadays takes away the real beauty of a film. You can't carry the film by flash of neon light. The plot will.

PS. Super fail lang kasi akala namin nakablack suit si Gregory Peck tapos blue skirt si Audrey Hepburn. Sa VCD, blue suit(ehem maong blue) and red skirt pala. Hahahahaha.

2. This is probably my biggest critic of the movie: It's limited to one transition. Fade for 0.5 seconds then next scene. Hahahahaha. But what do I expect?? Though I would like to commend the cinematographers for getting the right angles and shots at the right time. The editing was decent. No wonder this film got 10 Academy Awards nominations. Nuff said.

3. Definitely a big budget film. The opening credits immediately mentioned that the whole film was shot in Rome which is a big deal at that time. It's a big risk for the producers especially one of the lead stars is a newbie. They took a big risk on Audrey and pairing her with the veteran Gregory Peck. Wyler(producer/director) did a good job in motivating his stars for they truly performed more than what is expected. FYI, Audrey won her 1st Oscar with this movie.

4. You can't fake good music. Aaaaaah the musical scoring. Thank god for musical geniuses. No screaming singers. Classic. They also took the costumes seriously. The dresses Audrey Hepburn wore were all awesome. I'm such a fan of 1950s dresses!!! And don't me get started on the production design! The palace is so regal. So royal! I imagine the princess' room to be beautiful yet the movie game me gorgeous and classy! The settings took me back to Rome 50 years ago. Most of us weren't born yet! Rome is such a romantic place.

5. Unexpected ending. I was expecting a... happy ending. They left the viewers thinking which is a good thing. Some movies of today are made of beautiful settings with no value at all.

Overall, it's a funny, romantic, charming and beautiful movie. If you're a dedicated movie lover, you should definitely start watching movies of Audrey Hepburn and Elizabeth Taylor!!! During their time, being an actress doesn't only equate to being famous. It's also being good in acting! I wish the actors of today think like that...

The movie remains to be one of the classic and timeless films ever made. I wish more filmmakers would do romantic movies like this.

Ang gulo lang ng review ko. Sorry naman. Jumble.

small gestures

2011-04-16T14:35:00.000+08:00

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd". I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon). so I shurgged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I sw them land in the grass about ten feet from him, He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.

As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives." He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those simles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had hone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends though the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just aughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.

Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. he was one of the guys that really found himself during high school. he filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks", he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach....but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."

I just looked at my friends with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned ti kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me a gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakes moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not ountil that moment did I realize its depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's like. For better or for worse.

I shed a tear or two when I stumble upon this tumblr entry. I remember one of my bestfriends in high school. Months after graduation, we had a talk on the phone about what's happening with our batchmates. I asked if she got the chance to talk to them after graduation. She said: "Wala. Ikaw lang naman ang kaibigan ko sa OLOPSC e". This is not entirely true. She had different set of friends in high school. Yet these friends are not of good influence to her. Some of our batchmates had a problem with her attitude. I think she's hiding her sadness by bullying other people which is sad.

I wish I saved a Kyle too in the past. I wish I could save a million Kyle's.

If I could make a perfect world

2011-04-03T23:19:00.000+08:00

Fashion of the 1950s

FYI, I don't wear dresses. Hahahaha.

There's something about feminine dresses that attracts. The men looked so debonair back in the 1950s. The males look like gentlemen and the females look like young women. Preppy look for the guys! So hooot. I really like that.

TV/Movies of the 1990s

I can go back to the 1990s over and over again! Aaaaaaa! The movies made in that decade were gold! Schindler's List, Titanic, Forrest Gump, Home Alone, Independence Day, Armageddon and many many more! Classics I say!

The TV series are the best! Baywatch that launched Anderson and Hasslehoff's careers. Friends series that inspired producers to create show like How I met your mother. ER that launched George Clooney's career and also inspired the Grey's Anatomy series. Aaaaa good times!

Music of the 1980s

The music of the 1980s largely influence the music of today. The pack led by the King and Queen of Pop, Michael Jackson and Madonna respectively. Michael, holds the title for best-selling album of all time with Thriller. Madonna is still one of the influential icons of today. Heavy metal, glam metal and hard rock. Diana Ross, Queen, Prince, Duran Duran, Queen, Kiss. Yes, yes, yes, the 1980s was a decade wherein the legends are born. The 1980s shaped what we have now.

Technology of the 2000s

No doubt about this. The technology of today is by far the best! social Networking sites like Friendster, Multiply, Facebook, Twitter, Blogspot, Tumblr and many many more. We're a tweet away from our friends and love ones which is a good thing. I also like 3D movies, DVDs and blue-ray being a movie-goer myself.

This is not limited to gadgets alone. This may also include engineering, architecture, medicine and research. I wish I can name them all! Cheers to the architects and engineers who made the Bird's nest in China, 7 Star Hotel in Dubai etc. Cheers to the researchers who are never tired of making new discoveries.

Unfortunately, this is not a perfect world. The lack of perfection makes this world a perfect place to learn, to create and to compromise.

What's your version of perfect world??

PS. Realistic na perfect world! Hahahaha. I don't need the world peace beauty pageant answer. I mean the culture. ;)

There's something about death

2011-03-31T20:26:00.000+08:00

My sister and I always have long talks about anything and everything under the sun with my Dad. Some of the things we talked about: Kings, Queens, Princesses, Actresses, Actors, Politicians, Historical Events, Monuments, Schools, Countries and many many more. I think Dad would've been a great History professor! Anyhoo, one of our favorite topic is death. If I could pick a thesis on my own, I would choose the mysterious death of famous people. And here are some of my picks:

Amelia Earheart

Have you heard of the song "Someday we'll know" by Mandy Moore? One line goes "...Whatever happens to Amelia Earheart..." got me thinking who is Amelia Earheart?? The song was released during my elementary days. Hahaha. I asked dad who Amelia is. I found out she's a legendary pilot. First woman pilot in the early 1900s. First pilot to fly across the Atlantic Ocean. She introduced the bob cut. Amelia disappeared while attempting to fly across the Pacific Ocean. until this day, her body haven't been found. Dad's guess is that sharks already ate her up. So no body. Hahaha. Makes sense!

Adolf Hitler

I watched a documentary in Discovery or Natgeo about the Xx attempts people tried to kill THE Adolf Hitler. Funny. Hahahaha. It's like the kontrabida is the bida. Hindi mamatay matay! Anyway, he killed himseld in the end. I don't know why. But the suspicion of many is that he was depressed because he's losing alread.

Marilyn Monroe

This is probably my 2nd choice! I watched a documentary years ago about her death. They say she commited suicide. I say it was homicide. Probably related to the Kennedys! During that time, rumors were spreading that JFK and her were having an affair. Have you heard the sexiest way of singing happy birthday? Yes, Marilyn did that for JFK. And news is, after their break up she turned to his brother, Robert. So it's a roller coaster love story that could have cause her death.

Titanic

My probable first choice is not a he or a she. It's an IT. The biggest of its kind when it was built in the early 1900s. A blockbuster movie was made depicting the disaster that happened on that April night. Again, I stumble upon a documentary about the sinking of Titanic. What causes its death? There are a hundred reasons why, a number of people to blame. Some say that years from now, the ship under the pacific ocean would eventually be gone. In lay man's term, it would be buried underground.

I wake up everyday with many questions about life. I didn't realized that I would be questioning more about death of other people and things. Hehe.

Well that's about it. Some of them may not have been a Mother Teresa or a Mahatma Gandhi but they deserve to be mourn properly. I know they are already in their rightful place now. May they rest in peace.

I love my life...you should too!

2011-03-24T21:14:00.000+08:00

It breaks my heart everytime I see this picture. Because I love my life, I decided to blog about the things I particularly love. Hahahaha. How creative! Celebrities I look up to, TV shows I religiously watch, and Movies that I will always give 5 stars.

1. Celebrities

I love, love, love Hilary Duff since I was 12 or 13! I wished for about a thousand times that I was her bestfriend in the Lizzie McGuire series. Funny thing is I met my BFF because of her. We both enjoy watching the series and were Disney Babies. I still love her.

I love, love Lea Michele especially her vocal prowess! I wish I can sing like her. Her best performance to date would be Barbra Streisand's Don't Rain on My Parade in Glee Season 1. Gave me the chills! She also made me appreciate Broadway because of her. I would want my future children to star in Broadway shows. FYI, Broadway will teach you how to: A) Sing in tune with the use of proper breathing etc. B) Act C) Perform. Hollywood producers use the oldest trick in the book: AUTOTUNE.

I love Taylor Swift! Not really a fan from the start. Her song Fifteen made me fell in love with her...lyrics. Hahaha. She's a bad-ass songwriter. Though she's been writing about her past boyfriends, I find it interesting than annoying. That's why she's so famous. The haters and fans are waiting what song she will right next. She's not the greatest singer in the world, but she's definitely one of the most creative and great performer of her generation.

2. TV Shows

I don't need to elaborate on Glee and and Lizzie McGuire. The latter molded me to who I am today. Whoever I am. Some of you may remember that LM was the Hannah Montana of our generation. Lizzie was the teen queen! Ha! Hahaha. The former made me love music...a little more. Glee also introduced to me a wide array of genre and legends. Barbra Streisand, Journey and Queen.

I'm 99.99% sure you haven't heard of the series: Freaks and Greeks. That's a bummer because I don't too last year. I was following this stranger on tumblr and she posted a picture of Freaks and Greeks DVD she got and she was happy about it. I reblog it and asked if it was any good. She replied to me asap and said it's one of the best. I watched episodes in youtube and I wasn't disappointed. Starring Linda Carter, James Franco(127 hours), Seth Rogen(40-year-old virgin) and Jason Segel(HIMYM). The cast fits their roles perfectly. The setting was sickly real. The show pretty much shows what;s the real American high school life. (Compare to Gossip Girl wherein the so-called students are seldom seen in school) The show was listed #3 in Time Magazine's Greatest TV Shows of all time.

How I met your mother is included in this list because I'm in awe of the producers' concept and the writers' creativity. Almost every episode is interesting. Standout is Neil Patrick Harris as Barney Stinson. Ted Mosby is a little annoying yet likeable. The cheesy couple is always entertaining to watch. I wish all couples are like them then the world would be a better place. I can't wait to meet the mother soon!

3. Movies

The first Back to the Future(80s) of the Trilogy is by far the best. It was unique. The lead was played by Michael J. Fox. I'm such a fan of him after I watched this movie in high school. The story revolves around the kid Marty who had the chance to go back in time during his parents senior year with the help of a weird scientist. This is directed by no less than the Steven Spielberg. I didn't know until I was in college. Haha.

PS. Have you watched the 2011 oscars? The last video in the "opening clip" was from the movie. The time-traveling car James and Anne rode. Hahaha.

I met Johnny Depp in the set of Edward Scissorhands(90s). Hehe. I think it's one of the best romantic films of all time. It's not about destiny or whatever. It's about being loved despite and because of who you are. Johnny Depp and Winona Ryder really look good together. Made me fall in love with the pair. FYI, they were a couple years ago(shumo-showbiz)! Edward was an experiment by a weird doctor. The doctor died because of a heart attack so he was left alone in the hunted house. He left his home and wandered in the neighborhood of Winona Ryder. Directed by the legend, Tim Burton. He's really a genius.

This movie is controversial because it depicts the life of a former Vogue Magazine Assistant. From the novel The Devil Wears Prada, the movie is perfection IMO. Anne and Meryl are not oscar-nominated/winning for nothing. The antagonist was a villain from down under?? Silent killer. Hahaha. Anne was gorgeous in this film!! Anyway, it's not the Louis Vuitton bags and Prada and the Chanel and the Gucci that got me to like the movie. Its cultural significance. People like Andy(played by Anne) will do anything to make it big in their chosen field. People like me can be me or you in the future?? The sad thing is, the people up there are manipulating the people down here. The more realistic movies are, the more I like it.

Envy Dudee

2011-03-19T21:38:00.000+08:00

Ako yung taong hindi inggitera. Kapag merong mas magandang cellphone ang kaibigan ko or classmate ko, okay lang sa akin. Kung mas malaki allowance niya sa akin, ok lang sa akin. Karamihan ng kinaiinggitan kasi ng mga kabataan yung mga materyal na bagay. Hindi naman ako "impokrita" para sabihing hindi ko hinangad na magkaroon din ng ganon. Pero natutunan ko sa mga magulang ko na gustuhin/mahalin kung anong meron ako. Minsan nga pakiram ko kung magsalita ako parang ang saya saya ng buhay ko. Positive thinking ika nga. Haha. Sabi nga ni mommy sa akin: "Huwag kayong mainggit sa ibang tao. Makuntento kayo sa binibigay ng mga magulang niyo sa'yo. Kahit gaano pa kamura yan, pinaghihirapan namin yan".

Ngayon, naiinggit ako sa mga bagay bagay. Bagay na nababasa ko sa Facebook, Tumblr, at Twitter. Hindi ko na sasabihin kung ano. Mahirap pala kapag ang gusto mo hindi nakikita o nahahawakan. Word lang siya. I think it's an ego thing? Pride thing? Errr.

Ngayon lang ako nainggit ng ganito sa ibang tao. Ang pangit pala sa pakiramdam. Mainit na masakit sa ulo. Ayoko ng ganito. Alam mo yung pakiramdam na lahat ng tao nagfoforward na pero ikaw nasa same spot pa rin?? Ang loser lang ng pakiramdam.

Kaya ang new favorite song slash anthem ko ngayon ay Get Right ni Lea Michele. Original song from the TV Show Glee. Tara ikanta na lang natin 'to.

I miss youuuuu!

2011-03-06T23:53:00.000+08:00

I visited this Art Exhibit in SM Marikina featuring Angono, Rizal painters/artists. Their works scream AWESOME. Hahahaha. I wish I can create stories on canvas like that! HA! Anyway, it inspired me to try my hands in the art again... I miss drawing. The last artsy project I did(1/3 unfinish) was last year with my bedroom wall. Hehe. I bought a set of oil pastels. I particularly like the Best Buy brand. Cheap + Good Quality will always be equal to happiness for the poor! Hahahaha. Can't wait to actually start! Maybe 3 weeks from now. Hahahaha. I think I'm losing my creative touch. If I have one... :\

Trip down memory lane: After ballet lessons in preschool, Mom enrolled me in a summer Arts program in elementary. I can vividly remember me trying to draw Jollibee. It was HARD for a 6 year-old me. Hahaha. I'm trying to find a picture of me drawing with crayons when I was two or three? Hehe. First love ko yata ang magdrawing kahit di ako kagalingan. I know because I have this friend in elementary and HS that can draw anything. ANYTHING. Hahaha.

Things I learned in my IP LAB class

2011-02-26T22:49:00.000+08:00

A month ago, I promised to myself that I would blog about the IP Lab Class after the expo. And here it is...

1. I learned that try and try and try and try until you succeed then die.

We went through hell during the product proposal stage. Started with the idea of infusing vegetables and fruits in jelly. Ma'am Philip "liked" the concept but found jelly too easy for future chemical engineers to do. We tried the vegetablets. We were crush into a million pieces with the words she said. "Stupid Tablets in the Freaking Water". "Being innovative is one thin. Being foolish is another". That's definitely one of the worst mornings of our life. Hearing those words... Gosh. Can't describe the agony we felt that day. We tried (for the 3rd time) sineguelas plus cucumber carbonated drink. Thankfully, she finally said ok minus the carbonation. Then we struggle in finding an alternative for sineguelas because it's not in season. The horror! Lady luck was on our side when we found dalandan and watermelon. I still remember our anxious faces while waiting for her verdict if she likes the prototype. She loved the taste and suggested to carbonate it(finally!).

2. I learned a different kind of team work.

I've been in different dance groups for years. From City Talent Pool, HS dance club, College Dance Troupe and currently, our Department Dance Troupe but I never experienced this kind of team work. Honestly, the team would have collapse if one of us is not a part of our group. Each of us is 1/3 of a unit. Just like the content of our product: Watermelon, Cucumber and Dalandan, each of them has an assigned task for the Q burst to taste good. Watermelon for the sweetness. Cucumber for the strong taste. Dalandan for the citrus flavor. Surprisingly, the three works together very well.

3. I learned that you can never really know a friend.

I've known my groupmates for years now. One is a classmate since 1st year. The other is a girlfriend of another classmate since 2nd year. We've known each other for quite some time now but I still learned a lot of things about the. I learned that one is not as quiet as some of my classmates think. Wants to play a role in a team. I learned that one is a perfectionist. Never settle for "Ok lang".

4. I learned that you can't really plan everything.

We got the formula less than a month before the mini expo so we were confident that we wouldn't have to work as hard as the others. We were wrong, again. We needed to find alternative for the original "sineguelas+cucumber" drink. We needed to get the seeds from tons of dalandan one Monday morning. We needed to find a new source for the dalandan. We needed to make the drink hours before the expo. Napanis lang naman ang pakwan namin ng X times. Tons of obstacles every trial. I can't really enumerate them all. The saddest part would have to be sacrificing our other classes just to get everything done.

5. I learned to believe in the higher power more.

I know my groupmates often hear me say "manalig" when we're facing a difficult situation especially in the mass production stage. Most of the times, I actually mean it. I know all of my batchmates reached a point wherein their products' are going nowehere. And in times like this, we just have to close our eyes and pray. We did our part by working more than what we're expected of us. Always more. Just like the quote says: "When reason ends, faith begins".

The best part of this experience is the experience itself. I learned a ton. I heard a thousand NO and a million YES. We heard the best advices from the upper years and Ma'am Philip. Out of the country news that for me and my groupmates to keep. Right there and there we know we have a chance of at least winning something. We got a nod from the Rebisco group of companies. Top 3 out of 6. Not bad, right? Everything we've worked for was worth it after all.

I'm a Proud Disney Baby!

2011-02-18T12:26:00.000+08:00

What Disney Movies have taught me?

That we are all meant for something great.

That you may find the one you are meant for in the strangest places.

That some of the most beautiful people we will ever know, are beautiful for who they are and not what they look like.

That you can fall in love with someone regardless of how they look

That we must learn to accept differences and love each other for them

That those we have lost will always be with us.

That even our wildest dreams can come true.

That love can happen between any two people.

To be true to your heart.

I just gotta post this. In reality, we will never be young forever(except for Peter Pan of course and the people who live in Neverland!). I miss the old movies I used to watch. Makes me feel more grounded. I learned my calculus and trigonometry, but I'm still that little kid searching for her lost toy. A toy can be a metaphor for a lost passion, a lost positivity or a lost energy. We all do once in a while. Nevertheless my heart will always be made of disney goodness(MOST of the time). Hahahaha. So every time you lost the ball, watch a Disney Movie. Mababaw pero maganda yung message.

I still love you Disney even though they produced an alien like Miley Cyrus. ;)

Love Month

2011-02-05T23:54:00.001+08:00

Valentine's Day.

Some girls:

"OMG today is the day! I love my boyfriend!"

Other girls:

"I don't have a boyfriend. Nobody loves me"

Me:

In real life, that's me. "I ain't even mad". LOL @ some and other girls. HAHAHAHAHA. Blogging really early re: Feb 14 because I would be probably busy this week. IP Lab: Poster, Packaging, Product. Thesis: Proposal, Chapter 1, 2, 3. Advance Review for Quizzes: Unit Ops, Stoichiometry, Thermodynamics. And I'm not in the mood to blog lately. I have interesting "ideas" to blog about but I don't have the guts to post it. Too personal. Too me. Too sensitive. Hehe.

Advance Happy Valentine's Day! Love, love, loveeeee. :">

400 cheers for 400 years

2011-01-23T15:40:00.000+08:00

FOUR YEARS AGO. This is my favorite photo inside the University. Still a freshman. At that time, I was only thinking of posing for the camera. Now, I think this is a metaphor in every freshman's mind. Looking far away into the future. A little smirk for making it this far. Waiting for graduation like it's a galaxy away...

January 26: Q Parade

January 27: Unveiling of the Quattromondial + Q Program

January 28: Grand Alumni Homecoming+ Q Mass + Q Fiesta

January 24, 2011 marked the start of the Quadricentennial Week. The celebration of the Pontifical and Royal University of Santo Tomas. Oldest University in Asia. Largest Catholic University in terms of number of students in one campus. Catholic University of the Philippines.

I would want to give a little space in my blog for my beloved University in line with the celebration of its 400th year on Friday. Four things that set UST and Thomasians apart from the so-called BIG THREE:

1. The University of Santo Tomas will always be part of the Philippines history.

Fr. Miguel de Benavidez, 3rd Bishop of Manila, included in his will to established an institution of higher learning. The year was 1611 when Fr. Bernardo de Santa Catalina secure a building near the Dominican church and convent in Intramuros where Colegio de Nuestra Senora del Santisimo Rosario was built. And the rest as they say was history.

During the World War II, the Sampaloc Campus was turned into an allied concentration camp where thousands of American and British residents in the Philippines were interned by the Japanese imperial army.

(1) UST Publishing House-First Printing Press in the Philippines

(2) UST Main Building-(Now a historical landmark) was the first earthquake proof building in the Philippines

(3) Benavidez Library-Biggest in the country. Holds almost half a billion volumes in its catalogue. Exceptional collection of a rare books dating to early 1492. Also houses the UST Archives.

(4) UST Museum-has a vast and varied collection of artifacts and cultural items of great historical and educational value. Oldest existing museum in the Philippines.

Great men and women, saints, heroes, doctors, great educators and leaders of our history walked through the University. It was also visited by Popes and Kings.

2. The University of Santo Tomas doesn't admit achievers. She makes them.

Some who were admitted in the university were not the cream of the crop during their high school years. The other schools admit the best of the best. I have nothing against getting the best. The point is, the ~~rejects~~ didn't stop from being excellent in their chosen field. This is what the university strives for the in the past 400 years. Excellence can be found in everyone. We just have to find that spark. Ignite the light.

3. Thomasians are survivors.

"Top 4. Second rate. There's no big four, only big three. USTe lang kayo" Most of the time I hear these from people who doesn't know the reason why we go to these prestigious universities in the first place. I say we are survivors. We survived the flood wherein the society is the storm. Lambasting one's school doesn't make us any better.

4. Thomasians are performers.

We are silent workers. We are timid in interviews but prove ourselves in work. We don't need publicity to be number one. We don't have to be elite. The graduates are proof that the university are still doing a good job of producing competent professionals who possess Professionalism, Humility and Excellence. I quote the oldest living UST alumni: "Less words, less mistakes."

Russian Sleep Experiment

2011-01-21T13:35:00.001+08:00

I got this interesting article from tumblr. Source can be found here.

Russian researchers in the late 1940’s kept five people awake for fifteen days using an experimental gas based stimulant. They were kept in a sealed environment to carefully monitor their oxygen intake so the gas didn’t kill them, since it was toxic in high concentrations. This was before closed circuit cameras so they had only microphones and 5 inch thick glass porthole sized windows into the chamber to monitor them. The chamber was stocked with books, cots to sleep on but no bedding, running water and toilet, and enough dried food to last all five for over a month.

The test subjects were political prisoners deemed enemies of the state during world war II.

Everything was fine for the first 5 days, the subjects hardly complained having been promised (falsely) that they would be freed if they submitted to the test and did not sleep for 30 days. Their conversations and activities were monitored and it was noted that they continued to talk about increasingly traumatic incidents in their past, and the general tone of their conversations took on a darker aspect after the 4 day mark.

After five days they started to complain about the circumstances and events that lead them to where they were and started to demonstrate severe paranoia. They stopped talking to each other and began alternately whispering to the microphones and one way mirrored portholes. Oddly they all seemed to think they could win the trust of the experimenters by turning over their comrades, the other subjects in captivity with them. At first the researchers suspected this was an effect of the gas itself…

After nine days the first of them started screaming. He ran the length of the chamber repeatedly yelling at the top of his lungs for 3 hours straight, he continued attempting to scream but was only able to produce occasional squeaks. The researchers postulated that he had physically torn his vocal cords. The most surprising thing about this behavior is how the other captives reacted to it… or rather didn’t react to it. They continued whispering to the microphones until the second of the captives started to scream. The 2 non screaming captives took the books apart, smeared page after page with their own feces and pasted them calmly over the glass portholes. The screaming promptly stopped.

After 3 more days passed. The researchers checked the microphones hourly to make sure they were working, since they thought it impossible that no sound could be coming with 5 people inside. The oxygen consumption in the chamber indicated that all 5 must still be alive. In fact it was the amount of oxygen 5 people would consume at a very heavy level of strenuous exercise. On the morning of the 14th day the researchers did something they said they would not do to get a reaction from the captives, they used the intercom inside the chamber, hoping to provoke any response from the captives they were afraid were either dead or vegetables.

They announced: “We are opening the chamber to test the microphones step away from the doors and lie flat on the floor or you will be shot. Compliance will earn one of you your immediate freedom.”

To their surprise they heard a single phrase in a calm voice response: “We no longer want to be freed.”

Debate broke out among the researchers and the military forces funding the research. Unable to provoke any more response using the intercom it was finally decided to open the chamber at midnight on the fifteenth day.

The chamber was flushed of the stimulant gas and filled with fresh air and immediately voices from the microphones began to object. 3 different voices began begging, as if pleading for the life of loved ones to turn the gas back on. The chamber was opened and soldiers sent in to retrieve the test subjects. They began to scream louder than ever, and so did the soldiers when they saw what was inside. Four of the five subjects were still alive, although no one could rightly call the state that any of them in ‘life.’

The food rations past day 5 had not been so much as touched. There were chunks of meat from the dead test subject’s thighs and chest stuffed into the drain in the center of the chamber, blocking the drain and allowing 4 inches of water to accumulate on the floor. Precisely how much of the water on the floor was actually blood was never determined. All four ‘surviving’ test subjects also had large portions of muscle and skin torn away from their bodies. The destruction of flesh and exposed bone on their finger tips indicated that the wounds were inflicted by hand, not with teeth as the researchers initially thought. Closer examination of the position and angles of the wounds indicated that most if not all of them were self-inflicted.

The abdominal organs below the ribcage of all four test subjects had been removed. While the heart, lungs and diaphragm remained in place, the skin and most of the muscles attached to the ribs had been ripped off, exposing the lungs through the ribcage. All the blood vessels and organs remained intact, they had just been taken out and laid on the floor, fanning out around the eviscerated but still living bodies of the subjects. The digestive tract of all four could be seen to be working, digesting food. It quickly became apparent that what they were digesting was their own flesh that they had ripped off and eaten over the course of days.

Most of the soldiers were Russian special operatives at the facility, but still many refused to return to the chamber to remove the test subjects. They continued to scream to be left in the chamber and alternately begged and demanded that the gas be turned back on, lest they fall asleep…

To everyone’s surprise the test subjects put up a fierce fight in the process of being removed from the chamber. One of the Russian soldiers died from having his throat ripped out, another was gravely injured by having his testicles ripped off and an artery in his leg severed by one of the subject’s teeth. Another 5 of the soldiers lost their lives if you count ones that committed suicide in the weeks following the incident.

In the struggle one of the four living subjects had his spleen ruptured and he bled out almost immediately. The medical researchers attempted to sedate him but this proved impossible. He was injected with more than ten times the human dose of a morphine derivative and still fought like a cornered animal, breaking the ribs and arm of one doctor. When heart was seen to beat for a full two minutes after he had bled out to the point there was more air in his vascular system than blood. Even after it stopped he continued to scream and flail for another 3 minutes, struggling attack anyone in reach and just repeating the word “MORE” over and over, weaker and weaker, until he finally fell silent.

The surviving three test subjects were heavily restrained and moved to a medical facility, the two with intact vocal cords continuously begging for the gas demanding to be kept awake…

The most injured of the three was taken to the only surgical operating room that the facility had. In the process of preparing the subject to have his organs placed back within his body it was found that he was effectively immune to the sedative they had given him to prepare him for the surgery. He fought furiously against his restraints when the anesthetic gas was brought out to put him under. He managed to tear most of the way through a 4 inch wide leather strap on one wrist, even through the weight of a 200 pound soldier holding that wrist as well. It took only a little more anesthetic than normal to put him under, and the instant his eyelids fluttered and closed, his heart stopped. In the autopsy of the test subject that died on the operating table it was found that his blood had triple the normal level of oxygen. His muscles that were still attached to his skeleton were badly torn and he had broken 9 bones in his struggle to not be subdued. Most of them were from the force his own muscles had exerted on them.

The second survivor had been the first of the group of five to start screaming. His vocal cords destroyed he was unable to beg or object to surgery, and he only reacted by shaking his head violently in disapproval when the anesthetic gas was brought near him. He shook his head yes when someone suggested, reluctantly, they try the surgery without anesthetic, and did not react for the entire 6 hour procedure of replacing his abdominal organs and attempting to cover them with what remained of his skin. The surgeon presiding stated repeatedly that it should be medically possible for the patient to still be alive. One terrified nurse assisting the surgery stated that she had seen the patients mouth curl into a smile several times, whenever his eyes met hers.

When the surgery ended the subject looked at the surgeon and began to wheeze loudly, attempting to talk while struggling. Assuming this must be something of drastic importance the surgeon had a pen and pad fetched so the patient could write his message. It was simple “Keep cutting.”

The other two test subjects were given the same surgery, both without anesthetic as well. Although they had to be injected with a paralytic for the duration of the operation. The surgeon found it impossible to perform the operation while the patients laughed continuously. Once paralyzed the subjects could only follow the attending researchers with their eyes. The paralytic cleared their system in an abnormally short period of time and they were soon trying to escape their bonds. The moment they could speak they were again asking for the stimulant gas. The researchers tried asking why they had injured themselves, why they had ripped out their own guts and why they wanted to be given the gas again.

Only one response was given: “I must remain awake.”

All three subject’s restraints were reinforced and they were placed back into the chamber awaiting determination as to what should be done with them. The researchers, facing the wrath of their military ‘benefactors’ for having failed the stated goals of their project considered euthanizing the surviving subjects. The commanding officer, an ex-KGB instead saw potential, and wanted to see what would happen if they were put back on the gas. The researchers strongly objected, but were overruled.

In preparation for being sealed in the chamber again the subjects were connected to an EEG monitor and had their restraints padded for long term confinement. To everyone’s surprise all three stopped struggling the moment it was let slip that they were going back on the gas. It was obvious that at this point all three were putting up a great struggle to stay awake. One of subjects that could speak was humming loudly and continuously; the mute subject was straining his legs against the leather bonds with all his might, first left, then right, then left again for something to focus on. The remaining subject was holding his head off his pillow and blinking rapidly. Having been the first to be wired for EEG most of the researchers were monitoring his brain waves in surprise. They were normal most of the time but sometimes flat lined inexplicably. It looked as if he were repeatedly suffering brain death, before returning to normal. As they focused on paper scrolling out of the brainwave monitor only one nurse saw his eyes slip shut at the same moment his head hit the pillow. His brainwaves immediately changed to that of deep sleep, then flatlined for the last time as his heart simultaneously stopped.

The only remaining subject that could speak started screaming to be sealed in now. His brainwaves showed the same flatlines as one who had just died from falling asleep. The commander gave the order to seal the chamber with both subjects inside, as well as 3 researchers. One of the named three immediately drew his gun and shot the commander point blank between the eyes, then turned the gun on the mute subject and blew his brains out as well.

He pointed his gun at the remaining subject, still restrained to a bed as the remaining members of the medical and research team fled the room. “I won’t be locked in here with these things! Not with you!” he screamed at the man strapped to the table. “WHAT ARE YOU?” he demanded. “I must know!”

“Have you forgotten so easily?” The subject asked. “We are you.” “We are the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind.” “We are what you hide from in your beds every night. We are what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread.”

The researcher paused. Then aimed at the subject’s heart and fired.

The EEG flatlined as the subject weakly choked out “so… nearly… free…”

We can't choose our blessings

2011-01-16T01:35:00.001+08:00

But I actually did last christmas. I received the following books last Christmas:

(1)Catcher in the Rye

J.D. Salinger

Courtesy of Flo

(2)Lord of the Flies

by William Golding

Courtesy of Allen

(3)A walk to Remember

by Nicholas Sparks

Courtesy of my little sister

I got Book#1 from the ES Friends Exchange Gift. I got Book#2 from the Kappa Exchange Gift. I got Book#3 from the Family Exchange Gift. I finished Catcher in the Rye last January 1st. I'm currently reading Lord of the Flies. Unfortunately, I already read A walk to Remember. I was planning on returning the book to have it replace. Since my sister gave it to me wrapped in its original packaging with receipt, I reckoned I can still have it change. She bought the book on the 31st of Dec. I still have 7 days left.

Resume of classes came. I think God planned that our product proposal be rejected a couple of times to make me busy that week. It was a chaotic first week of January. SCHOOL WORK OVERLLOAD. I don't even have time to watch my favorite TV Shows. *sigh*

My A walk to remember book is still here. I will accept the blessing. I shouldn't have thought to have it replaced in the first place. The fact that my little sister bought it for me even though it cost her P315. FYI, her allowance is only P50 a day. Grade 5 student! WHAT WAS I THINKING. First lesson of the year: "Don't Choose Your Blessings". Accept. Swallow. Digest. TASTY!

//My 2011 goal is about BOOKS. So yeah, MORE BOOKS THIS YEAR. I read 15 books in 2010. Let's make it Xx this year. ;)

Sad to let you go 2010 but...

2010-12-31T16:48:00.000+08:00

I forgot what X-ray this is called. :\

First time(and hopefully last) to have braces

Medical City

First doctor's appointment the freak the hell out of me.

Dampa Restaurant

First time (in 7 years) that the family was complete on my birthday

Engineering Dance Revolution

First Competition I(we) won in College

Sweet Crystals in Pampanga

First Plant Visit (and I felt like a chemical engineer already. :p)

I'm already in my late teens but I still experienced a lot of FIRSTS this year. Life is unpredictable still. *cough* 19 *cough*. 2010 was a blast! I cry and laugh, forgive and forget, make and amends. Sadly, there are some traditions broken this year. But this just means I will get to used to changes more than once in a while. Because part of being out of the teen circle is prioritizing the important stuff. There's no mommy and daddy to run to if ever I ran out of money. There's no yaya to cry to whenever mommy and daddy doesn't give me what I want. I've been independent half of my life but next year is entirely a new level on independence. I'm a step closer to graduating. I'm a step closer to freedom(I guess). I'm a step closer to the business/technology world. I'm a step closer from being the woman I worked hard for the past 4 years. 2011 is going to be a big year. Sure I'm a little scared but a part of me is more of excited of what to expect next year. Failure is not my list. No sir. There is no room for laziness and tardiness. (Wait, I should be doing that instead of blabbing about it). If 2010 was good, next is going to be the best. THE BEST.

People who mattered in 2010

2010-12-27T00:23:00.001+08:00

It's been a traditon of mine to post a picture of every month of the current year as my year-ender blog entry. I'm doing this since 2007?? I think. I'll do that on the 30th or something. Anyway here's a teaser! (I talk as if I have thousand readers) Hahahahahahahaha.

Egwaras & Caparas

[This space is for my high school friends but I don't have a picture of them this year]

ChE Dance Crew (Champions!)

Almost everytime friends/groupmates/thesismates

4CHEB

ES Friends

[This space is for Kappa people but I don't have a picture of them]

My Dentist/Orthodontist

Cousins from Bataan (We're around 30 actually)

[This space is for my Tigerpack Family but I don't have a picture with them this year]

Potterheads/Gleeks!

Hunger Games Philippines People!

I wish I can post all of the pictures of the people I met in 2010 but I can't because this blog's limited to Xx pictures. And I don't want this entry to be messy. Hahaha. I can't elaborate the relationship I had/have with all of them. God knows what connection we have. ;)

A card says a thousand loving

2010-12-24T12:29:00.000+08:00

Christmas Card I made for Dad 3 weeks ago

*BLOG HUG*

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

Two nightmares and a dream

2010-12-23T00:11:00.000+08:00

Night #1

Nakasuot ako ng tshirt at short. Nakatsinelas lang ako. Naglalakad ako along Katipunan Avenue. Biglang umulan ng malakas na malakas. Yung tipong sobrang lakas ng hangin. Yung mga puno nagliliparan na tapos ang lakas pa ng buhos ng ulan. Nagtataka lang ako kasi nakakapaglakad pa rin ako ng ayos kahit na bumabagyo na. Hindi man lang ako tinatangay. Pero basang basa na ako. Unti unti ng tumataas yung tubig. Simula sa sakong, tuhod, hita tapos sa baywang ko. Ang bilis ko yata naglakad kasi bigla na lang akong nagteleport papuntang SM Marikina(FYI: Malapit sa LRT Santolan station). Malapit sa SM, merong overpass tsaka flyover. Nakatingin ako sa SM. Ang weird lang kasi hindi ako yung sarili ko sa panaginip. Ako yung second person. Hindi ko nga lang alam kung sino ako. Hahaha. So nakatingin ako sa SM. Di ba sa mga buildings merong mga bintana? Sobrang nakakatakot lang kasi nilalabasan na ng gray water yung mga bintana ng SM. Tapos yung glass na kinalalagyan ng "SM Marikina" mababasag na sa sobrang lakas ng pressure ng water. Yung overpass din punung-puno na ng tubig. Wala ng taong makakadaan dun. Yung flyovers super flooded na rin. Pero ako ayun nakatingin lang sa SM Marikina. May hawak na surfing board at hindi alam ang gagawin. Parang the day after tomorrow lang yung scene. Biglang nagising ako.

Night #2

Ako na yung nasa panaginip. Meron daw shootout. Hindi ko matandaan kung merong holdapan na nangyayari pero tumatakbo ako ng mabilis. Maraming nagpapaputok. Syempre ayokong mabaril. Yung mga katabi ko bumagsak na. Tinamaas sila sa dibdib, tagiliran at yung iba sa mukha. Takbo lang ako ng takbo ng mabilis nang biglang may tumulong dugo sa may noo ko. Tinamaan na pala ako sa may ulo ng bala. Bumagsak ako sa sahig. Para akong nasa old western movie. Orange-y yung soil. Weird. Haha. Nabaril na ako pero gising pa rin ako. Medyo nagblublur lang yung paningin ko. Sabay may tumingin sa akin na lalakeng di ko maalala yung mukha. Tinakpan yung katawan ko. Para bang dineclare na patay na ako. Sabay nagising na ako.

Night #3

Kasama ko sa panaginip ko na 'to ang classmate ko. Natatawa ako bakit kasama ko siya sa panaginip ko kasi hindi naman kami close. Hindi rin naman kami nag-uusap. Baka crush ko siya? Hahahahaha. Wait natatawa ako. Hahahahaha. So ayun.

Kinagat daw ako ng aso. Hindi ko alam kung papaano pero meron na akong kagat sa may kanang kamay ko. Kasi tandang tanda ko nakahawak siya sa kaliwang kamay inaalalalayan ako. At hindi ko alam kung bakit. Hindi naman ako napilay. Hahaha. Kinocomfort niya ako na huwag daw ako magpanic. Kasi umiiyak na nga ako sa kagat nung aso. Natatakot kasi ako sa rabies na baka maging Ul*l na aso din ako. Hahaha. May isang tao naman hinahatak ako papunta sa isang washing machine. Dun daw gagamutin yung kamay ko. Ilagay ko lang daw yung right hand ko sa washing machine na merong gamot magiging ok na ako. Nakakaloka. Sa washing machine daw. Eh umiikot yun di ba? Tapos ayun yung classmate ko sabi aalalayan daw niya ako tsaka huwag daw ako matakot. Ako naman umiiyak pa rin. Sabay hinalikan niya yung kamay ko. Yung right hand! So kinilig naman ako. Bwahahahahaha. Fu. Tapos ayun. Hahahahah. Nilagay ko din yung kamay ko sa washing machine. Nagising na ako.

Natatakot ako sa Nights 1 and 2. Takot ako sa barilan barilan na yan kapag in person. Sa TV syempre ok lang! Ayoko din ng tubig baha. Kaya kong lumusong pero yung tipong mukha ng dagat sa lalim. Grabe natatakot talaga ako. :@

Tokwa natawa ako sa Night #3 ko. Iniisip ko tuloy kung crush ko siya. Wehhhhh. Di ko naman siya kilala e. Hahahahaha. Ok whatever. natatawa lang ako. pero napaisip talaga ako. Baka naman iniisip niya ako! Bwahahahaha. Feelingera. Bruha. Pero seryoso! Di ba kapag napanaginipan mo yung isang tao: Either siya yung iniisip mo bago ka matulog or iniisip ka din niya? ;)

Twisted Mind

2010-12-17T15:39:00.000+08:00

At first glance, I thought you're okay.

At second glance, I thought you're tolerable.

At third glance, I thought you're boastful.

At fourth glance, I thought you're hopeful.

At fifth glance, I thought you're confused.

At sixth glance, I thought you're misunderstood.

At my seventh and last glance, I know who you really are. I'm pertaining to someone who pretends to not care but deep inside is a crybaby seeking for attention from its peers. At first I pity you, but now I'm mortified. I've been friends with an animal for a long time. Good think I'm wide awake now. The memory of us being friends was long gone. Like we never met at all.

Continue using other people just to feel confident about yourself. And one day you'll realize, the ones who really stood by you till the end will get tired of your insecurity games and childish woes.

ETA: There's no 8th glance. There's no turning back. A friendship has no expiration but this one seems to end that way. It ended more than a year ago. What happened last night proved me right that what I did was correct. My instincts led me to the path that I am now. Happy with new/old and trusted friends.

I know who's in front of me. A beast trap in a little kid's body.

Transition

2010-12-15T23:38:00.000+08:00

(1)January 2010

(2)November 2010

Coz a picture's worth a thousand words. Too lazy to write a long blog so here goes photoblogging again! Bwahaha. My set of teeth 11 months ago and now. Oh... My... God... I can't believe my teeth was THAT ugly. Thank god for braces! Thank god for cosmetic dentistry! Thank god for my parents who really wanted this. Hahahahaha. Cheers to transition, GOOD TRANSITION in life! :)

SANA

2010-12-06T23:32:00.000+08:00

Sana lahat ng tao may malasakit.
Sana lahat ng tao marunong magbigay.
Sana lahat ng tao may pakiramdam.

Eh di sana ang saya ng mundo? Mapayapa at makulay. Walang nagugutom at walang tirahan.

La Familia Biblioteca

2010-12-03T23:17:00.000+08:00

I realized in high school that books are the greatest thing ever invented. Next to Television and Internet and Personal Computer and Cellphones and Blogs and Facebook of course. KIDDING! Hahahaha. But seriously, whoever came up with the idea of compiling ideas, stories and/or facts in paper/stones/leaves or whatever, I salute you! The whole world owes you big time.

If I die *knock on wood*, I would want to leave a library for my children, grandchildren, great grand children and many more to come. I can imagine the design of the library. Moroccan-inspired room filled with movie posters. Ok that's weird. Hahaha. Other than books, I indulge myself in Hollywood films once in a while so movie posters are a must! And maybe wacky pictures of my hubby and I on the walls. Medals of our kids. Baby pictures as well! I'm so excited to design it. Hahahaha. Our first date memorabilia. Uhmmmm, the plane ticket we used (sealed in a glass box) the first time we went abroad together. Hahahaha. Wishful thinking! Bwahahahaha. :-PP

I stumble upon this list on Facebook.

100 books of I don't know what.

(My guess is this is the list of the most significant novels in the last century?)

1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen

2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien

3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte

4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling

5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee

6 The Bible

7 Wuthering Heights

8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell

9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman

10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens

11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott

12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy

13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller

14 Complete Works of Shakespeare

15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier

16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien

17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulk

18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger

19 The Time Traveler’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger

20 Middlemarch - George Eliot

21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell

22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald

24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy

25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams

27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky

28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck

29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll

30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame

31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy

32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens

33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis

34 Emma -Jane Austen

35 Persuasion - Jane Austen

36 The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe - CS Lewis

37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini

38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres

39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden

40 Winnie the Pooh - A.A. Milne

41 Animal Farm - George Orwell

42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown

43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez

44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving

45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins

46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery

47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy

48 The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood

49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding

50 Atonement - Ian McEwan

51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel

52 Dune - Frank Herbert

53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons

54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen

55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth

56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon

57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens

58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley

59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon

60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez

61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck

62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov

63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt

64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold

65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas

66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac

67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy

68 Bridget Jones’s Diary - Helen Fielding

69 Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie

70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville

71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens

72 Dracula - Bram Stoker

73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett

74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson

75 Ulysses - James Joyce

76 The Inferno - Dante

77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome

78 Germinal - Emile Zola

79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray

80 Possession - AS Byatt

81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens

82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell

83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker

84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro

85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert

86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry

87 Charlotte’s Web - E.B. White

88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom

89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton

91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad

92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery

93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks

94 Watership Down - Richard Adams

95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole

96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute

97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas

98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare

99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl

100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo

And I thought I was a book lover. I only read 5 out of 100. What a loser. Hahahahaha. @_@ So before I die or before I graduate on March 2012, I need to read, finish and understand all of these books! CHALLENGE ACCEPTED. *barney stinson tone* Hahaha. ;)

[GASP. I need to shell out money for 95 books. OMG. Challenge.]

The wonderful world of reading. AAAAHHHHHHHHH! If I could make one unselfish wish for the world, it would be always be "I hope everyone loves to read".

I feel like Arnold

2010-11-21T22:58:00.000+08:00

I know it's wrong to get info from wikipedia but here goes:

Hey Arnold is an American animated Television Series that aired from October 7, 1996 until June 8, 2004 on Nickelodeon, created by Craig Bartlett. The show features a 4th grader and his friends, and the predicaments they encounter.

I hope everyone knows Arnold. I was in love with him when I was 8.

Lately, I've been trying to help some people. I try to most of the time. Family, Relatives, Friends, and Acquaintances. I realize I have the knack for snooping. Snooping in other people's business. Of course that's not my objective. I only want to help. But sometimes, these decisions of ours will lead us to unexpected roles. You may be the protagonist, the killer, the architect or the bridge. It happened to me a couple of times. I got punched. I lost a friend or two. Opportunities wasted. It's always the battle for the right and wrong. The easy and hard thing to do. I know I'll face a million decisions more in the future. I just hope that when I try to help someone, I won't cause the problem to become worse or be the bad guy. At times, it hurts to be unappreciated especially if you know you try your best.

Start. Middle. End.

2010-11-05T21:43:00.000+08:00

START

Teasing was our hobby.

You always ask me for assignments.

I made your drafting activity #6.

You made my drafting activity #7.

You're just a text a way.

You said I'm irresponsible because I forgot my umbrella once.

You don't know how to eat tuyo without your mom.

You look like your Dad.

You are afraid of ghosts and blood.

You don't wanna be alone in the night.

We didn't talk for 3 days once.

You don't know how to read the graduated cylinder.

You boast about your dancing skills.

Then you admit that you hate dancing.

MIDDLE

I saw you two together sharing an umbrella.

You're happier than usual.

You two were inseparable.

You share the same bracelet.

When you ask me a hypothetical question, I know it's about her.

She said her side of the story to me.

You said your side of the story to me.

Where should I be?

I was in the middle.

The weight that keeps the boat from sinking.

I can't keep you afloat.

I. Just. Can't.

THE END

Let me introduce you to someone special!

2010-10-30T22:28:00.000+08:00

Guys and gals, let me introduce you to my friend of 4 years and counting....

January 2007. We were assigned by Mr. Pascual(My favorite professor in the history of the universe) to build something (like of a scale model) made of indigenous materials. At that time, I was addicted to Disney TV Shows like Lizzie McGuire and That's so Raven. So the first thing that came to mind was the San Francisco Golden Gate Bridge. It's pretty well-known. I used barbecue sticks that needs to be burnt to proved my teacher that it is indigenous.

You see, I was into this project because I was frustrated. I got a 91 in the first quarter, 90 in the 2nd, and 89 in the 3rd. Falling...my grades were falling. My mind says: "I really have to push harder this quarter".

I had a hard time assembling the barbecue sticks. Elmer's Glue won't work and Scotch tape will only make it crap. So I opted to use glue gun. I was doing well. Slowly but surely. Working everyday from the time I got home at 5pm until 9pm. The deadline was coming and I was not close to finish. I need to assemble the towers that I made. These will served as the spinal column of the bridge. The clock wass ticking. I was about to glue the last tower. No more glue stick. ERRRR. Got a glue stick from the drawer and accidentally pushed it too hard on the glue gun. The glue poured out on to my thighs. HUHUHU. SO PAINFUL. This is what I got...

My Physics Scar

My San Francisco Bridge was chosen to be included in the Science Exhibit and got a 93 in the 4th quarter! I was so happppppy. :-DDDDDDD

I was never embarrassed to wear shorts or capri pants even though I have a scar in my lower thigh. Because you know what? This is a sign of the hard working me in the 4th year. This was 93! HELL YEAH! I proved to myself that I can be back at the top if I work hard for it and I set my mind to it. To all of the people who fail...Start at the bottom and work your way to the top again. Again and again! Forget the scars and bruises. SO WHAT? GO GO GO!

ETA:

“Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we’ve been and what we’ve overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That’s what we like to think. But that’s not the way it is, is it? Somethings we’d just have to learn over and over and over again.”

— Grey’s Anatomy

You can tell that I'm bored because I'm blogging about my scar. Weird. Hahaha.

Bad Filipino for 15 minutes

2010-10-25T22:19:00.000+08:00

I have started reading Ilustrado by Miguel Syjuco yesterday. The book inspired me to write about the Top 5 things I hate about the Philippines/Filipinos.

Walang personalan. Nagba-blog lang. Not generalizing.

1. The Philippines is a Catholic Country

I think I have a love-hate relationship with the idea of us being Christians. Don't get me wrong. I'm a proud Christian. Our family attends the mass every Sunday. I pray as often as I can. What I don't like is the way the church sometimes takes over our decisions as Filipinos. Let's not forget that before we were persuade to be baptized, we were FILIPINOS first. The issue about the Reproductive Health Bill is a perfect example. Where's the "separation" of the church and state there? Sometimes traditions and so called moralities hinder the country to progress.

2. The Philippine Showbiz is infiltrated with fake/wannabe actors/actresses/hosts

One of the things I usually rant in my tweets or FB Status is the mediocre performances of so called actors and actresses who got in the "show business" because of their connections. They're the sons and daughters of business tycoons, megastar, superstar, diamond star, shooting star etc. Whatever. I appreciate talent when I see it. I just can't stand bad acting of lead actors/actresses in primetime shows. And they shove to our faces that their network is worldwide. What will other countries think of us? How ironic that the people who can act are the supporting cast. WTF Philippines?

3. The Filipinos doesn't invest in sports/music/arts

A parent would come up to me and say: "Mas importante pa ang kakainin namin at pag-aaral ng mga bata". Hmmm point taken. What about the government? The problem is corruption. The Filipinos have the talent to compete with the world. Example are: Singers like Arnel Pineda, Charice and Lea Salonga; Dancers like the Jabbawockeez, and Atheletes like Manny Pacquiao and Gabriel Flash Elorde. I know the chances are, only one in a million Filipinos will make it internationally. But think about the bright side. According to research, kids who spend most of their time in the gym/theater are less likely to commit drugs/suicide. I'd rather see my son playing in the field than playing online games.

4. The Filipinos let media dictate their lives

Well actually, the world let media dictate their lives. In the Philippines, white is beautiful. Pango is ugly. Curly hair is ugly. Being short is ugly. Shame to the the doctors who promote surgical operations and pity to the Filipinos who were fooled by the idea of beauty in the eyes o media. In the Philippines, there are only 3 acceptable universities by the society: University of the Philippines, Ateneo de Manila University and De La Salle University. Why? Because TV network CEOs, Executives, Lawmakers, Businessmen are products of these schools. I'm not saying they're not good. I'm just saying that our idea of the best should not be limited in the big three.

5. The Filipinos love too much drama

I admit that I lost my interest in Philippine Politics after the outcome of the May 2010 elections. Read my Unending Cylce blog entry for more info. Too much crying and drama is bad for the health at times. I remember the now defunct show Wowowee. At first I find the show funny but in the long run they exploit the stories of the contestants. I just don't get the humor anymore. Kumanta ka ng wala sa tono o sumayaw ka ng wala sa tugtog at meron ka ng P5000. Ok. Parang binili lang ni Pareng Willie Revillame and dignidad ko a? PFFFFFT.

WRITING THIS ENTRY DOESN'T MAKE ME LESS OF A FILIPINO, IS IT?

Post Stamp

2010-10-22T21:23:00.000+08:00

I'm gonna GOOD SHOCK you guys

that you'll end up pinching yourselves to death

to convince yourselves it's not happening

Mark Mark Mark

STAMP!

Magic Word: Half Price

2010-10-21T22:26:00.000+08:00

This post is random. Hahaha.

This is me very happy with my new stuff! Hahaha.

When I was young, I always wonder why my older cousins love shopping for clothes and shoes. NOW I KNOW! Hahahaha. I developed an addiction in shopping for clothes, shoes, vcd's, books, dvd's in college. My weekly allowance is more than enough so I end up saving to spend on sembreak. So here goes...

I have this thing for "sneakers" since high school. I never wear sandals or doll shoes(with the exception of high school leather shoes) until college. Wow. Anyway, I bought this pair of primadonna sneakers for Xxx.xx from Xxxx.xx! Hahaha. I also have this thing graphic shirts since forever so I bought 2 from Tshirt Buffet. CHEAP SHIRTS! Hahaha.

HerBench Pants: Half price! OMGGGGGGG. Yes, yes, Yes. I bought two. I can't help it. Huhuhu. I was so depressed/nervous/excited that time so there you go. I also bought 4 shirts from Artwork. The magic word: HALF PRICE! Bwahahaha.

I had a plan to go to Forever 21 but didn't push through. :(

I had a plan to go book shopping in Recto but didn't push through. :(

I had a plan to buy Audrey Hepburn VCD's but didn't push through. :(

I bough a new book entitled llustrado written by a Filipino Author! Can't wait to start reading it this sembreak.

I learned from this experience that you should never be afraid to reward youself once in a while. Don't kill yourself to depression just because your boyfriend breaks up with you or you had a fight with your friend. I also learned to save for the future in case of emergency. I know this attitude of mine will be put into good use when I start working. Splurge once in a while and SAVE MOST OF THE TIME!

I will start saving next semester for my After Graduation Trip! YESSSS PLEASE. Eh wait, wala pa akong passport?? Hahaha.

15 year-old self

2010-10-16T21:53:00.000+08:00

Not so long ago I was fifteen years old.

When I was fifteen, I was innocent.

What a way to start the blog. I was innocent?! Does that mean I'm not anymore?? Hahahaha. Let's put it this way. I stopped cringing whenever I watch bed scenes in movies and/or TV series. I don't go "ERRRRR" anymore whenever my friends and I talk about masturbation, condoms and teen pregnancy. These things are normal. To say that it's bastos or green is hypocrite. One day, you will start a family and of course make babies. One of the things that mom and dad taught me is not to be ignorant. Sometimes it's not being the best in everything but to know something about anything. (Yes I cane make a quote. Hahaha. Stupid.)

When I was fifteen, I was in love.

I was in love. I was in love with math. I was in love with my geometry teacher's hands. I was in love with chemical equations. I was in love with the idea of being in love. Hahaha. I was in love with the people who loves me! Remember when we were young and naive? The silly things make us happy. And most of the time we thought we're in love with somebody but in reality we're just in love with the idea of love. Worst, the things we love in that person are changeable by science and technology.

When I was fifteen, I was afraid to take care of myself.

I was close-minded. I thought girls who put make up on are maarte. Stupid right?!? Like, hello? You have to be presentable in the corporate world. Don't be ignorant. Use moisturizer. Apply sunscreen. Bring tissue. You have to grow up. And if you're not into make up, respect other people's choices. It's their choice to mess up their faces not yours. So go mess up your other body parts. Hahaha. Joke. :p

When I was fifteen, I do not care.

Sometimes I ignore the most important things in life. Pity, pity, pity

When I was fifteen, I was independent.

I still am today. "I'm superwoman baby! I can do all things by myself. I don't need your help." Hahaha. Stupid 15 year-old self. Asking for someone's advice will not make you less of a guy/girl. Saying you don't understand the lesson will make you even brighter. Asking questions is one of the most helpful things in life. Imagine yourself walking in the streets of New York. You don't know where Broadway is. Ask the taxi cab driver. Ask the Ivy League guy in Starbucks. Ask the security guard. Ask the mannequin behind the Forever 21 glass window. Ask somebody for help! If all else fails, at least I try to ask.

When I was fifteen, I made an important choice.

The choice what path to take on. Thinking about it now, I think it's a hard choice for someone who's starting to get the "real deal" in life. Puberty, Hormones and Peer Pressure. No wonder a lot of Filipino College Students are shifting in their 1st, 2nd, 3rd or worst 4th year because they end up not liking the course or the passion have lost along the way. I'm proud to say that one of the best choices I made in my life is going to UST and majoring in Chemical Engineering. I learned that though I was good, I have the choice to be bad or better if I work for it. I wanted challenge and I got it. I was a risk taker (and still is) and I love it!

Guys and girls, don't be shy that you were stupid! One of the amazing things about life is that there's only one go. We think of bad things sometimes. There's a point in our life when we're worse than we are now. Don't deny that you made stupid mistakes before. The first step is acceptance. SAY: Yes I was a player but now I'm a one woman man; Yes I had 75 in my report card but I'm a cum laude now; Yes I was a hater but now I have my own family who loves me and I love so much. The past molded us to be who we are today. Cliché but true.

The song Fifteen made me appreciate the country singer Taylor Swift. Her vocals may be weak but her song writing skills is DAMN. She's a bad ass poet. I mean, c'mon?? Can you write a song about the boy who dumped you?? Do you know how to write "my bestfriend lose her virginity at fifteen" without offending the doer? Let me end this entry with one of the first lines in the bridge:

"When all you wanted, was to be wanted. Wish you can go back and tell yourself what you know now."

Cliff Diving

2010-10-07T23:32:00.000+08:00

Credits to Flickr

Well, yes, ma'am, I do... I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You don't know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you... to make each day count.

-Jack Dawson, Titanic (1997)

I wish school life could this be this simple. Still, I love you Jack Dawson from Titanic! You're one of my childhood heroes whatever you did when you're alive. ;)

FINALS WEEK NAAAAA. OMGGGGGGG. /end scream

:-PPPP

rainbows and clouds

2010-10-03T00:20:00.000+08:00

September 25, 2010. International Coastal Clean Up, Cavite.

Why can't life be like this?

Serene.

Calm.

Blue.

You know what, I still wish for rainbows and clouds everyday. Whenever an airplane appears above, I still look up and smile. I still get giddy whenever I get a handful of candies. I still pray for world peace. I still smile awkwardly. I still run like a kid. Maybe it's true that old habits die hard. When I was little, I was an active kid. I can relate a million funny moments when I was a child. That's another blog entry. Hahaha. I tend to pray for the simplest things in life like these ones:

Dear Papa God,

Please tell mom to let me play outside this afternoon! :-)

Please tell yaya not to ask me to take a nap again. I won't be able to watch Ang TV! :(

I hope teacher will acknowledge my drawing today! I want to get a star. :D

Please tell daddy and mommy to buy me a barbie house for ken and barbie. I promise I'll be a good girl. ;-)

Please tell karol not to break my toys into pieces.

Love,

Jelo

The simple things in life are....well things like toys, tv shows, stars from teacher and playing. Hahaha. I miss those times, don't you?? :)

Crazy thing called LOVE

2010-09-28T21:38:00.000+08:00

High School: OMG ang gwapo niya!

College: OMG ang talino niya!

High School: Ano kayang year niya??

College: Ano kayang major niya??

High School: I-aadd ko siya sa Friendster.

College: I-aadd ko siya sa Facebook.

High School: Ang tagal naman niyang tumawag!

College: Ang tagal naman niyang magtext!

High School: Saan kaya siya magcocollege pag-graduate?

College: Saan kaya siya magwowork pag-graduate?

High School: Kain tayo sa Mcdo!

College: Nood tayong concert!

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Haaaaay. The evolution of crushes, stalking and dating. Natatawa lang ako kapag naaalala ko yung mga panahon nung high school kapag may iniistalk kaming upper years. Mga nene pa kami nun. Wala pang kaalam alam sa pakikipagdate. Ang alam lang namin, kapag crush mo siya at crush ka din niya, win na yun! Bwahaha. Hindi pa masyadong uso ang break ups, cool off at heartbreaks. Lahat pa ng crushes masaya. Makita mo lang siya ok ka na. Busog na busog ang mga mata mo. Hahaha.

Pero ngayon, ang dami na nating gusto. Sa simula kakaibiganin ka. Pasimple lang. Hahaha. Kukunin number mo. Yayain kang manood ng sine. Kakain sa labas. Pero sa huli, magkaibigan lang kasi kayo! Ano berrrr. Kapag tumatanda ka, marami ka ng expectations. Dumadating sa point na gusto mong magsettle down. Settle down with someone or settle down sa career. Meron ka ng goal. Meron ka ng gustong marating. Ang journey nga lang ang problema.

Love, love, love. Araw araw nandyan ang love since the day you were born. Love from the opposite sex is always there too! Fathers, friends, uncles, godfathers. But love from the the one you LOVE is something you have to wait for?? Not really sure. Hahaha. Basta ang alam ko lang, masarap mainlove. Kasingsarap ng Kare Kare with Bagoong, Puto with Dinuguan, Puto Bumbong and Bibingka, Poporn and Softrinks, Cake and Coffee, Milk and Cookies. GANON KASARAP! Hahahaha. One-sided or not. LET'S BE IN LOVE. =)

Tick Tock

2010-09-23T22:08:00.000+08:00

I want to write about childhood stuff but academic stuff gets in the way.

Maybe I have to wait for the October sembreak to fully commit myself in blogging again.

Because all I ever think about is my average, passing and needed grade.

I only have 3 weeks

To prove that I'm worthy of the word

PASSED

GOD BLESS US ALL

I hate you!

2010-09-17T10:27:00.000+08:00

10 things I hate about you poem

I hate the way you talk to me,

and the way you cut your hair

I hate the way you drive my car,

I hate it when you stare

I hate your big dumb combat boots

and the way you read my mind

I hate you so much it makes me sick,

it even makes me rhyme

I hate the way you're always right,

I hate it when you lie

I hate it when you make me laugh,

even worse when you make me cry

I hate it when youre not around,

and the fact that you didnt call

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,

not even close

not even a little bit

NOT EVEN AT ALL

One Question!

2010-09-16T22:19:00.000+08:00

Isang tanong lang:

Hindi ako artista. PERO BAKIT ANG DAMI KONG GINAGAWA? Feeling naman ako no? Hahahaha. Hindi siguro marami pero gamit lang utak at katawan ko ng sabay kaya nakakapagod lang. Hehe. At dahil dyan, may mga bagay na natatambak sa akin. May mga bagay na nasasacrifice ko. Ang masakit pa yung mga bagay na importante! Nakakainis di ba? Wala na kasi akong masabi. Katatapos ko lang gawin ang isa sa marami kong dapat gawin. Buti tapos ka na! Balik na ako sa dati kong gawi na papasok sa school ng 12nn para matuto at mag-aral. Namiss kita ng sobra pero kailangan muna kitang iwan. Importante ka rin pero mas importante 'to. Mwaa. :-P

WOOOOO. Super depressed ako ngayong araw kaya bumili ako Choco Caramel Baby-Z kanina sa Zagu. Tapos bumili din ako ng cheap Buy 1 Take 1 VCD sa Odyssey. Down to You and 10 things I hate about you. Chick Flick kung Chick Flick! Ano ba 'tong papanoorin ko, para sa mga inlove.Hahahahaha.

Daming sale sa mall kanina! Gusto ko bumili ng pants, tshirt, sapatos! May pera ako pero parang hindi ako deserving na magkaroon ng maraming gamit ngayon. AW EMO! Hahaha. Whatever. Bibili ako kapag ok na....

This post is....whatever. I know. Hahaha. Apir!

Vintage and/or Old

2010-09-07T22:49:00.000+08:00

OLD STUFF IS COOL! Hahaha. Lemme start this blog by sharing one of MY OLD STUFF. I know this is not vintage but it's an old picture of myself dancing to the beat of Steps in Grade 2. We were required to perform in the field demonstration every year in OLOPSC. What a shame! Hahahaha. Joke. I miss Grade school and High School in OLOPSC! Will go there tomorrow with my bestfriend!

The rest of the pictures are part of my mom and dad's collection of old photos during the 70s and 80s. Sorry no caption! Just enjoy the pictures as it is!

AND THE BEST POEM AWARD GOES TO MY 10 YEAR-OLD(At that time) SISTER:

My sister made this letter for my dad in 2005? CUUUTE! Hahahaha. So proud of my dorky sister for writing a poem this cool. *facepalm*

Let's make more old stuff today! Starting with this picture of my Dad, Sister Karol, Brother James and Mom. They look so nice here. JOKE LANG. Bwahahaha.

//Yes I'm photoblogging because I'm not in the mood to write. Hehe.

You can't fake FIERCE-NESS

2010-08-23T16:42:00.000+08:00

Competition Overview

Start pa lang ng voting ng People's Choice Award, nararamdaman ko na kung sino ang mananalo. My bet was IS. Naging realistic lang ako kasi maganda talaga yung group picture nila. Ipinakita nila dun yung mga skilss nila. Sa pagkakatanda ko umabot ng 1600++ likes sila sa facebook. Masaya na din kami na 3rd kami sa votes. 1000++ likes naman kami. Hahaha.

Pagdating sa pencils, akala ko malaki laki na yung nakuha namin. OMG! Ang onti pa pala. Ang nakolekta daw ng IS 6000 pencils! Grabe lang. Kami mga nasa 2500++ pencils lang. Hahaha.

Araw araw kaming kung magpractice. Either umaga or gabi. May mga kailangang magsacrifice na huwag pumasok para makapagpractice ng kumpleto. Cut dito, cut doon. Monday pa lang nakapagturo na si Denise tsaka Eyah ng mga 3 sayaw. Kaya lang nahirapan kami sa krump nung friday. Kasi iilan lang marunong sa amin magkrump. Ang galing galing pa nung nagturo sa amin! Crush nga namin e. Bwahaha. SABAW TALAGA YUNG STEPS. But in the long run, naenjoy din namin. Hahaha. Araw araw masakit na buong katawan ko. Pumapasok ako na ang lagkit ko na tsaka lumilipad isip ko. Hindi na din ako nakapag-aral sa Thermo. :(

Saturday, buong araw kami nagpractice. GRABE LANG. Pagod na pagod ako ng araw na yun. Kuko ko lang yata ang hindi masakit sa akin. Tiyan, braso, paa, leeg, ulo, katawan ko masakit! TSSSSS. nagstudio na din kamo. Polish to the max! Pero hindi ko pa rin kabisado yung Krump. May nakakalimutan ako. ERRRR.

Sunday Morning, blockings and dry run. Ok, dito pinakaba talaga ako ng ilang dance troupe. Hindi ko alam kung anong meron pero sa umagang yun, sobrang magpagalingan sa stunts yung iba. Parang may competition na kahit wala pang 6pm? Alam mo yun? Haha. Nakakamangha kasi ang tataas nila tumalon tapos snappy sila. Grabe ang upper body strength nila. Anong laban namin? Hahaha. Paulilt ulit sinasabi ng mga kagrupo ko na huwag naming isipin yung ibang group. Kaya daw namin manalo kahit wala masyadong stunts.

Competition proper. First half: ES, CE, ECE, CS, ME. Surprisingly, kung sino yung mga "maugong" na magaling ay naging isang disappointment sa akin. At sa mga groups na hindi ko akalaing sobrang galing ay magaling. Nakakatuwa! :)

Second Half: EE, IS, IT, IE tapos KAMI NA. Last kami kaya gutom na gutom na ako. Nakakakaba din kasi napanood namin lahat ng performances nila. Hahaha.

*perform perform perform*

Nauna ako sa entrance. KEBER!

Ok yung Imma Star.

Ok yung hole in my head.

Ok yung Can't wait to hate you.

Ok na ok yung Pon De Floor namin!!! Weeee.

May nakalimutan ako sa Krump. KEBER

Nagpakafierce lang kami buong performance. Hahaha. Kami ang team fierce talaga! =)

EXIT!

Sa backstage, ang dami nang bumati sa amin na ang galing daw namin. Hahanapin ko na sila Nis, Jopo, Riezle tsaka Gerald(Mga mababait na kaibigan na sumoporta! Hahaha.) nang makita ko yung iba kong eng'g friends na binati din ako. Nagustuhan nila yung amin. Ang dami ring nagtext na ang galing daw namin. Kami na daw mananalo. Parang kami, "WEH?". Hahaha. Kasi syempre yung feeling ng nagsasayaw sa nanonood. Napanood namin yung video. Sabay sabay kami sa galaw. Attitude! Facial Expression! ANG FIERCE NAMIN! Bwahahaha. Ito rin siguro yung araw na may pinakamarami akong taong niyakap. Ang saya saya! Hehehe.

Kakain na kami dapat ng dinner nang biglang sabi: "Announcement of Winners". Takbo kami agad sa backstage kasi assuming kami e. Ayun inannounce na IS-2nd runner up. ACES-1st runner up. Kinabahan kami kasi hindi pa tinatawag yung IT tsaka ES. Eh magaling din sila. *kabado* And the winner is..GROUP NO. 10!

CHE DC: (Sino yung group 10? TAYO!) WAAAAAAAAAA! *takbo sa stage* HAHAHAHAHA. ANG SAYA. Lahat ng pinaghirapan po hawak mo: Trophy+ P10k! =) Bonus: Sasayaw daw kami sa anooooo. At sa anoooooo. Surprise surprise! =D

Monday (2-6pm practice), UST Grandstand

Sunday (8am onwards blockings/dry run), SM Skydome

Eyah got new Nike sneakers from Pakee! Kinikilig kaming lahat! Hahaha.

Backstage Pictorial! Hahaha.

Ultimate Dare Champions! Hahaha. Congratulations CHE DC!

Alam niyo ang pinakanakakaenjoy sa lahat? Yung friendship na nabuo among the dancers. Hindi lang kami magkakadance-mates. Friends talaga kami. Asaran. Barahan. Tawanan. 2nd years, 3rd years and 4th years. Nakakatuwa lang na kahit malapit lapit na rin ako sa finish line ng college life ko, nakahanap pa rin ako ng mga bagong kaibigan. Nung last practice nga namin nagkaiyakan pa e. Kasi naman si Rosette pinapaiyak kami! Nakooo. Hahaha. Congratulations sa ating lahat! CHEERS TO DANCING! CHEERS TO CHEMICAL ENGINEERING! =)

Beautiful Portrait

2010-08-05T22:40:00.001+08:00

Last summer, I had the time to clear up my room before the academic year starts. I was browsing my old high school photos, letters and slambooks. Funny how time goes by very fast. It's like yesterday when I first attended my Kindergarten class. I was afraid, nervous and crying. I didn't want to go to school back then. Leaving me to strangers was the last thing the little me wanted.

In a series of events in one's life, the things we remember the most are the ups and downs. Everything in between will remain a hazy memory. Think of a moment that somehow define yourself. A moment that makes you important, significant or relevant. A moment that made you believe that you can do anything. A moment that brings you to a conclusion that you are what you you're doing at the time. In the past Xx years of your life, this moment is like no other.

23rd South East Asian Games, November 2005.

I was part of the Marikina Chosen Few Artist Pool Dancers when I was in my 3rd year. Some of us in our school dance club decided to audition as a group. Luckily all of us got in but only seven decided to continue. We get to train with a ballet/jazz dancer, Kuya Paul. It's the first time that I really went to formal training in dancing. My knowledge was only limited to modern and interpretative dance. I was able to learn a little about ballet, jazz, folk and hiphop. Sometimes I felt I was one of the weakest because I'm the youngest. We're high school students that can never be at par with the college students. We were the apprentice. I'm not a ballet dancer. I'm not a jazzer. I can do a little folk and interpretative. I'm not that flexible. But I tried it.

Remembering November 2005, we danced to Josh Groban and Celine Dion's The Prayer. An interpretative dance to start the Football game in Marikina Sports Complex. It was one of the hardest numbers I did because we performed under the scorching heat of the sun barefoot. Our flowing dresses didn't make it any easier in our liftings. God, I can't believe we just did that!

The only thing that I carry that time was my determination to learn and explore the thing I love most. This led to a beautiful portrait I posted above. What's your beautiful portrait?

High School Memoirs

2010-08-03T23:00:00.000+08:00

I went to school early today. I was having lunch at around 11:30am when Angelica, one of my bestfriends, called me up invite me to go to ice monster. Apparently, she's in UST having lunch with her thomasian boyfriend. So I went there to talk instead of reviewing for my Numerical Methods exam that afternoon. And this is what I get from her:

1. "Organize ka pa rin!"

Pwede umiyak? Organize daw ako. At ang sabi pa niya "pa rin". Ay weh? Grabe, totoo talaga siyang kaibigan. Hahaha. I don't find myself organize. I usually toss my stuff on bed. And when I'm tired, I just shove all my things on the table to sleep comfortably every night. It's a never-ending cycle really.

2. "Third Year pa lang tayo gusto mo ng mag-engineering!"

Ahhhh, the engineering dream! Chemistry, Math, Drawing=Heaven! I was young back then, I didn't know any better! Hahaha. Kidding! One of the reasons why I still enjoy my stay in the Roque Ruano is the fact that I chose this course because I want it. I want to challenge myself back then. I think I was doing okay in high school that I need another adventure. I'm lucky that I'm not one of those kids who were dragged by their parents to take up nursing.

3. "Hulaan ko sulat mo. Ito, ito...hindi ito...ito. Malaki ang sulat mo e!"

OMGGG. So embarrassed that she still remembers my ugly handwriting. She's so straightforward that she told me there and there that my handwriting is big and ugly. Ugh. I love her for being honest! I know, right? Bestfriends are not the best for nothing! :-P

4. "Naalala ko yung umiyak tayo sa phone kasi hindi ka mag-aaral sa La Salle"

Okkkk. Muntikan na akong maiyak sa tuwing maalala ko 'tong issue na 'to. ERRRRRRR. Loka loka talaga yun binanggit pa niya. Kababawan lang. Pinipilit kasi nila akong magUST e ayoko nga. Gusto ko sa La Salle. Kaya nung confirmation of enrollment sa UST, wala akong pakialam. Hahahaha! Nakakatawa maalala ang mga panahong hindi binibigay ng diyos ang mga gusto natin. Siguro kasi, may mga bagay na mas kailangan natin.

5. "Nung nagpagupit ka ng maikli, akala ko tomboy ka na e!"

Natawa ako. My hair is longer. My heart is healthier. Let's all be happy! Let's laugh altogether! WOOOOOOOOT! Hahahaha.

6. "Naalala ko yung time na inistalk natin si tooooooot"

My first serious crush in high school. SERIOUS CRUSH daw oh! Parang serious boyfriend lang. Bwahaha. Wait, natatawa naman ako! Kasi naman super pacute ako sa crush ko nun. Kahit autistic yung crush ko. Walang kaibigan. Dito ko napractice ang creativity skills ko! Hahaha. Weeeeeee.

7. "Nagshosshoulder bag ka na a!"

Most of my friends know that I'm not a shoulder/clutch bag person. I remember the first time I tried using one in the first year. I can't stop sweating! Bwahahaha. I'm a backpack student. Now, I'm learning to compromise. :-P

//Still laughing reading/writing this entry. Hahahaha.

Hakuna Matata

2010-07-09T12:22:00.000+08:00

Oh how I wish I can sing Hakuna Matata right now. It means now worries. For the rest of your days. It's a problem free philosophy. Hakuna Matata. *sigh*

Last summer I've been researching about random stuff. From things that doesn't matter in my life to things that will probably help my future career decisions. There's are a million things to do after graduation. Yes I know I'm too early. But it's a good thing to ask yourself now what you want to do in the future. Sure you have your Bachelor's Degree, Passed the Board Exams etc. So what's next? Oh wait, I'm still finishing my BS and the board exams is two years from now. Hahaha. Lately I've been thinking of the future. Passing all my subjects this year. Internship next summer. Passing all my subjects next year. Out of the country. Review(and part-time) for the board exams. I'm still thinking if I should pursue to get an MS. Or MBA? Or I should work first then get my MS. Or should I work in Dubai for 3-5years then go back here to work. Mind-boggling! As my 19th birthday comes to a close, I feel like every decision I make today will either make or break me. I should be a mature adult now but I still feel the little kid who's afraid of clowns and mascots. *sigh*

While taking my numerical methods quiz, I was thinking that I need to ace all my first quizzes to motivate me . But I feel so depressed after the exam because I had a hard time answering two problems and I'm not sure with the remaining four. Huhuhu. I left school with a heavy heart. I reiterate: I only have two years, 4 semesters to improve my transcript of records. In the extra-curricular activities department, I think I'm ok with that. I joined the organizations that shows my passion for the things I loved the most. I don't want to make an entrance in some organization just to have a flashy resume. So that's clear.

Anyway, I know school's a boring subject to be included in my blog. But now, it's not about school anymore. It's about the future. It's where it would take us in the next 40 years of our lives. It's not Hakuna Matata after all. The clock's ticking. I'll enjoy the remaining semesters. PARANG COUNTDOWN LANG TO DEATH! :O

Chain of Events

2010-06-30T22:35:00.000+08:00

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My one and only draft

June 22, 2010 12:01pm

Ayoko siyang makita. E, NAKITA KO! :-|

Kung hindi kami pumuntang carpark, hindi ko siya makikita. Kung hindi nagugutom si Allen, hindi kami pupuntang carpark. Kung nagbreakfast si Allen, hindi siya magugutom. Kung hindi kami nagpedicab, hindi kami darating ng quarter to 12nn. Kung hindi ako naglakad sa may dulo ng LRT, hindi ako makikita ni Allen. Kung hindi ako nag11:15am ride sa LRT, hindi ako magmamadali. Kung nabasa ko ang text ni Ven na 1pm pa klase, hindi ako magmamadali. Kung hindi 11: 10am dumating yung jeep, Hindi ako mag 11:15am na ride sa LRT. Kung hindi ako 10:45am nakasakay ng Jeep, hindi ako makakarating ng 11:10am sa Santolan. Kung hindi ako sumakay ng tricycle ng 10:35am, hindi ako makakasakay ng 10:30am sa Jeep. Kung hindi ako umalis ng 10:30am, hindi ako sasakay ng tricycle ng 10:35am. Kung hindi ako nanonood ng So you think you can dance, hindi siguro ako aalis ng 10:30am. Kung hindi ako nag-ayos ng late, hindi ako aalis ng 10:30am. Kung hindi ako naginternet, hindi siguro ako mag-aayos ng 10:30am. Kung hindi siguro ako nalate ng gising, hindi ko siguro siya makikita.

Sinong dapat sisihin? Hindi ko alam. Siguro yung cellphone ko na hindi nag-alarm ng ayos. Nag-alarm pero hindi ko narinig. MALABO.

Ang lesson dito, ang mga pangyayari sa buhay natin ngayon ay dahil sa mga desisyon natin kahapon, nung isang araw, nung isang linggo, nung isang buwan at nung isang taon. Hindi totoo yang mga destiny, destiny na yan. Maniwala kayo. Kung gusto mo siya, huwag kang umasa sa mga signs at wishing well. Huwag kang umasa sa swerte. Sa anim na bilyong taong nakatira sa mundo, ang chances na makikita mo siya ulit ay maliit. Kaya sunggaban mo ang pagkakataon hangga't nandyan pa. 'Yon lang. Malabo ba blog ko? Ok lang. Malabo rin naman ang gumawa.

Alam ko naman na alam niyo na iyong mga sinasabi ko. Pero alam ko sa pinakaibuturan ng inyong mga puso, naniniwala sa meant to be. Hay nako. Hahaha. Joke. Kanya kanya namang paniniwala yan. Ang akin lang, kitang kita sa mga pangyayari sa araw araw natin kung gaano kaimportante ang decisions, choices and consequences.

Home Run

2010-06-24T23:39:00.000+08:00

Field beside UST Engineering Sports Complex, 2008.

Me: Nagkaboyfriend ka na?

Friend: Uhm...girlfriend.

Me: Ah talaga? Kamusta na kayo?

Friend: Break na kami e.

I don't remember what we're talking about that it turned the conversation into this:

Friend: Hanggang 2nd base lang kami.

Me: Aaaaah(BUT I DON'T HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT SHE'S TALKING ABOUT!)

Friend: Blah. Blah. Blah. (Again, I can't remember)

Me: (I can't take it. What's base?) Wait lang. Ano ba yung 2nd base? May bases?

Friend: Eto ang First Base(pointing to her lips). Second Base(pointing to her chest). Third Base(Pointing to her you-know-what). Tapos homerun kapag lahat.

Me: Ah yun ba yun? Hahaha.

Friend: Oo yun yun. Hahaha.

Me: Aaaaahhh! Hehehe. (@_@...Nakakahiya)

This is one of the funniest conversations I ever had with a friend in my sophomore year. Now I know what Home Run means. I thought we're talking about Softball/Baseball! Hahaha. How ironic. I always joke about green stuff but I'm the slowest in the world about...THESE THINGS. Oh god, I'm so slow. Forgive me for my stupidity!

This is a draft I wrote months ago. I feel like laughing till you die tonight so I post it. Enough of the life/school experiences' entries for a week or two. This one's hilarious! Definitely one of my favorite entries. HAHAHAHA.

the hugger

2010-06-20T00:33:00.000+08:00

What I hate about him:

He farts a lot. He dresses weird at home. His feet stink. He's freakishly tall. He's a ladies man. He's a Lasallian. His teeth is hideous. His hair is falling. He's hot-tempered. He's hard-headed. He's jokes are embarassing. He goes to amazing places without me(Hahaha).

What I love about him:

He's showy. He's emotional. He's witty. He's green-minded. He knows how to play the guitar. He knows how to sing. He knows how to dance. He's into sports. He's into politics. He's good in debates. He's good in sales talk. He's 50% booksmart and 100 % streetsmart. He's funny. He's the best cook. He's a family man. He's a hugger.

There's no perfect father.

He made a mistake. He took the broken pieces and put it back together again.

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all of your daddys!

almost there

2010-06-15T21:32:00.000+08:00

I gotta admit that I'm f*cking scared of the coming academic year compare to the latter years. Three years ago I wished that I was in my current position. Now that I'm here, I'm so nervous. Nervous to fail. Nervous to have made it this far then falter at the end. Nervous not to achieve my to-do-list this year.

But while writing this entry, I realized something. I didn't made it this far just because of luck. I finished the three years because I earned it. I worked my ass of to finish it. It wasn't A walk in the park. So to think that I will f*ck my 4th and 5th year is really shallow of me. To underestimate one self is bogus. Less talk. More work, study and work. Bill Gates didn't create Microsoft blogging about it but making it happen.

I love my course. I love my school. I love my friends. And I love my parents. Kahit dun lang, maipakita ko sa kanila ang pagpapasalamat sa lahat ng ibinigay nila sa akin. Private University. Pera. Baon. Healthy. Oh god I'm so lucky. Thank you for this wonderful life.

Hello 2010-2011. F*ck you for making me nervous!!!!

**Sorry for the f*cks. I'm just full of emotions today. No worries. I'm still a nice person who's afraid to say bad words. Hehehe. ;)

summer wrap up

2010-06-12T16:15:00.000+08:00

Yo yo yo! The summer season is coming to a close. I want to photoblog the things I've been busy/addicted with this past summer. Nothing big. But every day's been productive. I love summer 2010!

#1 I'm the new Harry Potter Freak. I will go to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter to have a taste of butterbeer and chocolate frogs! Yes yes yes. I want to be an 18 year old Hogwarts Student.

#2 The Glee back 9 episode! Some says it sucks but I still love it. Once a gleek, always a geek. I've been singing like a prayer for 4 weeks now?

#3 I'm starting to dislike Twilight. I started posting anti-twilight photos in Tumblr. I just lose interest with Edward when I met Harry. Hahahaha.

#4 LEGEN-waitforit-DARY! How I met your mother. Funny. Flashbacks. Creative. Everyday sex. Hahaha. I still ship for Robin and Ted!

#5 A compilation of the places to see before I die. Of course this is edit-able. There are tons of places to explore in the Philippines as well. I think I need to get a passport FIRST!

#6 I find my bedroom wall bland so I started painting last May. Black Poster Paint goes a long way! I started painting and drawing again. I don't want to post the finish product yet.

#7 A bite of another vampire series which is interesting and not sparkling. Vampire Diaries ends its first season last May 13. I'm Team Delena!

#8 Watched a bunch of scary out-of-this-world movies this past months. A little or comedy and romance on the side. I know we're insane. Hahaha.

#9 For the love of basketball. The Phoenix suns was beaten by LA Lakers in 6 games. Dayum. Anyway, I'm for Boston Celtics this year. Series(as of this writing) tied at 2-2.

#10 I recently found out that I'm adopted and my real father's JOHNNY DEPP!

This is just a CHOS. Hahaha.

To Sir with Love

2010-06-09T18:17:00.001+08:00

The Season 1 of Glee just ended tonight. The show revolves around Mr Schuester, a member of a show choir in the 1990s, who decided to lead the glee club. New Directions, consists of nerds, jocks, divas, cheerleaders, goth and blacks. A group of misfits that fight their way to the Nationals in New York. This show made me laugh, smile, cry, shock, confuse, angry, hope and most especially to BELIEVE. This is one of my favorite numbers/scenes. They sang "To sir with love" to Mr. Schuester. *sniff*

Episode 22-Journey

Rachel: So, we have something we need to say to you. E

Matt: In the beginning of this year, I was… just another football player.

Tina: I had a stutter.

Mercedes: I was a closeted diva.

Quinn: I used to be captain of the Cheerios.

Mike: I was afraid to dance outside my room.

Santana: I hated everyone in this club.

Brittany: So did I.

Kurt: I wasn’t honest about who I was.

Puck: I was tossing kids into dumpsters.

Artie: I had never kissed a girl before.

Rachel: I was getting slushied.

Finn: I- I didn’t have a father. Someone I could look up to… model myself after. Someone who could show me what it really meant to be a man.

Rachel: We don’t care what the judges said. We won. Because we had you as a teacher.

What a beautiful and sad season finale.

Are you ready to lose the BIG V?

2010-06-07T18:51:00.000+08:00

According to Merriam Webster:

Virgin

Noun

1. An unmarried woman devoted to religion.

2. An absolute chaste young woman. An unmarried girl or woman.

3. A person who has not had sexual intercourse.

4. A person who is inexperienced in a usually specified sphere of activity.

What does catechism of the church says about Pre-marital sex?

2353. "Fornication is carnal union between an unmarried and an unmarried woman. It is gravely contrary to the digniyy of person and of human sexuality which is naturally ordered to the good of spouses and the generation and education of children. Moreover, it is a grave scandal when tere is corruption of the young."

We attended the holy mas last Sunday like every Sunday. The priest discussed about pre-marital sex among the young. Sex before Marriage. And evidently in that homily, he's really into the topic. I sensed the people around me were guilty. He said that nowadays, couples in a relationship always included the "sex" thing in the package. Which is true. The catholic church is against pre-marital sex. I wonder why most Catholics doesn't follow.

So the question is,

ARE YOU READY TO LOSE THE BIG V?

In my opinion, I can't imagine a woman's body being shared by different men. But this is a case to case basis. Let's just agree to disagree.

blackhole of nothingness

2010-06-05T02:14:00.000+08:00

For the longest time, I miss you again. I just need to blog it. It's not everyday I get to remember an idiot like you. I thought I forgot the hurt and pain you brought about last 2 years ago. Remembering you is like stabbing myself a million times. Like a sequel of Scream the Movie. But this time: No blood. No cuts. No scar. Just a little hole in my heart. Can it ever be remove? A part of me wants to scream at the top my lungs that I hate you. But like a hard-headed kid, a broken heart whispers I love you. A love that transformed from friendship, affection, infatuation to a blackhole of nothingness.

I've started a new chapter in my life. In the beginning there was total darkness. Then God said: Let there be light. Thank God there was.

Opposite Day

2010-05-24T14:49:00.000+08:00

Today is one of those days when I want to be someone else.

I don't want to be Asian. I want to be a European. I don't want to be a Filipino. I want to be French. I don't want to be 18 years old. I want to be 25 years old. I don't want to be the eldest. I want to be the only child. I don't want to be studying. I want to be performing in Broadway. I don't want to be 5'1". I wan to be 5'7". I don't want to be spending my summer at home. I want to be travelling around the globe. I don't want to have maids who doesn't do their jobs well. I want room service. I don't want to live in a subdivision. I want to live in a loft. I don't want to watch NBA on TV. I want to watch NBA live at Madison Square Garden. I don't want to watch Glee. I want to performed in one of the Glee numbers. I don't want to be underrated. I want to be appreciated.

The never-ending I don't wants and wants. Don't be a hypocrite and claim: "I never felt that before". Because I know deep inside all of you, there are things you want to change, you want to get rid, you want to erase. Helpless, you can't

This just in: I'm not in the mood to be me. Sometimes I hope there's a day called: "It's cool to be someone else day" or "Opposite Day". I'm tired of the same old routine. I guess I need to do more extreme activities in order to avoid instances like this. In a year that consists of 365 days, I say 3 days of that is meant for opposite day. The days that we are depress of what's happening around us. The people who betrayed us. The people who loved and left us. The situations that break us. The feelings that fooled us. I don't even know what I'm talking about. I'm sure tomorrow I will feel better. As always.

Decisions and Consequences

2010-05-21T21:06:00.000+08:00

I made a list of the most important decisions I made and will probably make in the future. I'm so futuristic this past few days. Most likely most us will make these decisions as well. Ok here goes.

1. What course to take? Where to attend college?

I chose Chemical Engineering because of many things. I have a secret desire for math. I breath Mathematics. I live for Mathematics. Numbers attract me. They're like blood flowing through my veins. I think I'm good at it in high school. Geometry, Algebra, Trigonometry and Calculus. I love chemistry. My then chemistry teacher is one of the most important factors why I chose this field. She's good in explaining what Chemistry is all about. Why it's important? "Chemistry is everywhere." she always say. Now, she's the high school principal. I'm so proud of her. My favorite teacher in high school was my Physics professor. I think I'm good in Physics back then. How Ironic, I received my first failed mark in Physics202 last year. Anyway, he's a holder of three degrees: Agricultural Engineering, Computer Science and Physics. He's one of the most brilliant teachers I've ever met. Until now, I wish I was like him. Confident, Smart and Witty.

When I passed DLSU and UST, I'm 100% sure that DLSU is for me. They have better facilities and better faculty. Chemical Engineering is one of their centers of excellence. UST on the other hand is ok.Too bad my parents can't afford to send me to the green land for it costs 60k per trimester. They don't want to suffer the education of my three siblings who are studying in private schools. Back then I was more stupid than usual. Selfish. I want to study in the best school. It was a bitter pill to swallow. In the long run, I accepted the fact that the best things are not always for you. If hadn't entered UST, I wouldn't meet the wonderful friends I have now. The brilliant teachers who taught me to strive harder. I wouldn't learn to compromise. Thank god I'm a thomasian. I wouldn't trade it for the world.

2. Where to take your college degree?

There are million ways of what to do with your college degree. Should you take your MA/MS/MBA? Apply for work. Take the board exams. Go abroad. What is the first step? The second? Ming-bugging I know. I want to try my luck in Forensic, Manufacturing, Pharmaceuticals or Pollution Control. I don't know what to do. I still have a year to think about it. The thing that I only want now is to graduate on March 2012.

3. Are you ready to get married and have kids?

I'm not against marriage but I'm not up for it now. I can't see myself having kids either 5 years from now. I want to have a successful career ahead. There are a lot of things to prove that I can make it in this business. Think about it, I worked hard to get my college degree. I wouldn't waste it if I'm not yet stable to have a family. For me, Marriage is win-lose situation. Win for having your own family. Lose for sacrificing your time in working to take care of the kids. I'm not against Marriage. I just don't want to have the biggest regret in my life in marrying in a young age. It's just that for now, it's not an option.

4. What is the best investment?

A house for your parents. A vacation house. A house for your own family. A family van. A car. These are the common investments of an average man wants in a lifetime. I have my savings account for almost a year now. It's time to save up for the future. Today is the time to save up for future. Maybe for yourself or your family. A time deposit is also a good option. It's never too early to apply for insurance. You want your family to have something in case you die. Dying... Oh. Starting your own business. Risky. But life is a risk in the first time. Big time decisions that will not only affect your life but also your spouse's and kids' life.

5. When to pull the plug?

Thirty or Forty years from now, you have been diagnosed with cancer. What kind of cancer? It's up to you. Leukaemia, Bone, Stomach, Skin etc. It's time for you to decide if you want to undergo treatment. Chemotherapy: pain all over, loosing your usual energetic self, balding head, dark circles under your eyers. You spouse and kids crying when they found out you have _____ cancer. You only have ___ years/months/weeks to live. That's a little harsh. But time will come that you need to leave this earth. This is the time to reflect the past sixty years of your life. Have you been making the best decisions in life? Have you try everything? Have you said sorry to your enemies? Have you been a good husband/wife? Have you been a good father/mother? When you're a hair strand away from death, decisions and consequences came to mind like a lightning. Have I been naughty or nice?

Everyday we face dilemmas in life in different forms. From "Where to eat lunch?" to "Should I apply for a job abroad"? These little decisions we make everyday will make big impact in the years to come. The friends we made along the way will either make or break us.

Today like everyday, I need to make up my mind. Section B or D? :-|

little things

2010-05-14T23:27:00.000+08:00

Random Thinking.

My Bottom 5 little things

1. Tarpaulin with politician's face/body/ears/nose/eyes/hands.

2. Rusty objects.

3. Movies with cliche plot.

4. Mascots and clowns(when I was little).

5. Sweat from other people.

My Top 5 little things

1. My Baby Pictures/Photo Albums.

2. Autograph Notebooks in elementary.

3. Letters from my high school friends.

4. Drawings I made for Mom and Dad when I was little.

5. Test Papers in Major Subjects.

I realized I'm a very sentimental person. I keep tickets, recipts and even the little ickiest stuff. Too bad I lost all of my little high school group pictures. You know, pictures taken in small studio booths and edited with adobe photoshop. Some burglar stole it 3 years ago when we went to Bataan for the holidays. OH WELL. Memories are not things. They're moments kept in our hearts. YEHES. I can't over the past. I will always miss yesterday. And today, I'm sure I will miss tomorrow. And tomorrow, I will miss today. Whuut?

unending cycle

2010-05-10T22:55:00.000+08:00

I was so depressed last night that I wrote all my hatred on a piece of paper. Surprisingly it reached about 2 and a half pages of my Steno Pad.

Wrote on May 10, 2010

I will sleep today with a heavy heart. The Comelec partial official count of the National Elections was released a couple of minutes before 10pm. I was surprised to see Noynoy leading the race followed by Erap and Villar respectively. What were the Filipinos thinking? The saddest part was, a convicted plunderer, ousted by the Filipinos in 2001 was voted again. That's a lot of crap in one day Philippines! We are laughing stock in other countries because we don't take these things seriously. This is not starstruck or PBB! We let the drama, popularity, tv ads, celebrity endorsers dictate the tempo of the game. A game that will affect the lives of 93M Filipinos and a million more to be born in the next six years.

In the vice presidential race, Binay was leading? Literally and figuratively the dark horse. Are you kidding me? The Filipinos were fooled by a little man who's tagline was "Ganito kami sa makati. Sana ganito din sa buong bansa". FYI, Makati is the business district of NCR. No wonder he can provide benefits for the old people. Business tycoons are the body and soul of the city of Makati, NOT BINAY. No skwaters? WTF! F*ck the lies. F*ck the corruption lies Binay! I can't believe we actually believe in this crap. And yes, Chiz Escudero this is all your fault. You don't even have the balls to run for president in the first place and you're endorsing Noy-Nay tandem. You just let your presidential dream flushed down the toilet.

And don't let me get started on the Senators! Revilla? Lapid? Sotto? Did the ballot say: "Vote for your favorite actor". I took PGC last semester so now I have a little knowledge in passing a bill. I don't know what these actors are thinking for running for Senate. It's as if they got bored acting and shough one day: "Sa tingin ko mas malaki kikitain ko sa pagiging senador!". I felt bad for Tamano, Hontiveros and Roco. I'm hoping for fresh ideas and now we have dirty politics headed by Revilla.

The sympathy votes went to Aquino. The popularity votes went to Erap. But where are the intelligent votes? WHERE ARE THE INTELLIGENT VOTERS? What's the use of the Harapan (Debates) when the people still votes for the popular? The Filipinos get carried away by passionate speeches and promises. Their idea of economic growth are higher minimum wage and free education. In the real world, it's not. It really takes educated people to produce educated voters. And so for the future president, please make this your first priority.

The Philippines is a hopeless case. It's like Bella of the Twilight Saga. Emotional, Clumsy and Stupid. She falls for a man who's good to look at. A perfect, handsome man that sparkles in the sunlight. But behind that mask is a living dead vampire. We find a hero that will save us from our misery and insecurities. In reality, he's only after your blood and female genitalia.

This is the first time I ever got devastated of the Filipino People. It's hard to be patriotic when your fellow men went for old politics. They crave for change but they didn't change the way they vote. I feel like migrating and working outside of the country. I want to change my citizenship. I want to raise a family in a country that knows the proper use of democracy. And of course, I'm only kidding.

We had our chance and more than half of the Filipinos blew it. Way to go Philippines. We don't deserve a President like Gibo or Gordon. We're too stupid to have a president like them. Automated nga ang eleksyon, Tonto pa rin naman ang mga botante.