Wednesday, December 23, 2009

My Christmas Wish List


One of the things that I have been drooling over is the HP series. I have the 1-5 books but the two of them are missing, the 6 and 7 books (yes I know, with you counting, no need for me to put it here, right?). I have a long list of the things that I want—the HP 6 OR 7, a headset with no microphone attached, a flash drive (I don’t have any, fyi), and any interesting book.

Last Saturday, we had our Christmas Party. There were games, shouting, laughing, and eating too! But the best part was the gifts that we received. Mine was a book from Bruce Tan—my very own HP 7 wish! I’m so happy!



There are only 2 days to go before Christmas! Hope something in your wish list had been granted as well. :D

Merry Christmas everybody!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Sadness Illuminates the Night


I see shadows creeping in the corner of my eye. I see them crying. It must have been that sorrowful. I feel it too. This was the second saddest part of my life. The ultimate sadness that doomed me was during the noon of July 16, 2005. And this day marks the second most.

Monday, December 21, 2009

That very day


I am not going to talk to you unless there’s a need for me to do so.

That was my motto for almost a year now. I don’t have that much bravery in me to talk and sit with you for just a minute or two. I see embarrassment. Did you know that I wanted to be your friend? I admire your beautiful face, your jolly personality and your sparkling smile that makes everyone glow as well… Things just got a little off the hook. And now I don’t know how to say hi to you, even to ask for a simple candy from your pocket seems like a wistful thing to do.


There were times that I can feel the warmth you are channeling from your chakras. But there were also times that I see it as a menacing mock. But my reason tells me that you are holy as an angel could be. I always see you smile, that warmth smile and made me think how lucky I am to be able to talk to you even for just an instant. I truly admire you.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

December Bliss







In one of my short walks after buying a dinner in a fast food restaurant, I came across this little and shabby house made of wood. You can easily distinguish from the pale color of the paint that the owner of the house doesn’t have that much budget to repaint it again. Yet, he still managed to put a set of cheap lights for the house to look and feel as if it was a star rushed away from heaven.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Nonsense 2


There are things that can hurt us badly no matter how hard we try to ignore them. I can attest to that since I have been living with the pain for more than a year now. It’s a matter of time before you can get over things they say. Yes, true. There are those things that you can forget over loads of chocolates or through an added meal in your daily diet. But there are those things that will not fade that easily.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Theory of Natural Selection


Natural selection is the process by which heritable traits that makes it more likely for an organism to survive and successfully reproduce, become more common in a population over successive generations. It is a key mechanism of evolution (Wikipedia).

Friday, December 11, 2009

I’m scared


 
Martial Law is already at work. Although Maguindanao seems far from Davao, I’m still scared. I heard atrocities happened during this time and how they were tortured before experiencing a painful death. Now, it’s all happening—in a different face. Help us pray for our country.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

It's been a while...


My last entry here was around a week ago or so. But I will always write no matter how long this blog site becomes idle. I know that eventually, my hands will urge to write again, no matter how bad my English is. :P

To those days that I was away in this world, my father decided to put us (me and my brother) into a dormitory to save since we were not really using the apartment’s full potentiality. So we are currently residing to the JCA dormitory at Burgos Ext., Bo. Obrero, Davao City, Philippines.

Friday, November 27, 2009

I Shout Justice!


“I’m still breathing, thank God!”

After typhoons and calamities that hit the Philippines, mass murder came next. For years, the people living in the area affected by some families at war are all terrified. A group of military or people with armed rifles are not new to them.

Yesterday afternoon, Kim (with Yang2 and Kai2) went to my apartment and fetched me. Since our first class for the day will be at 4:10pm, we have all the entire morning and early afternoon to ourselves. As we were travelling, Yang2 bombarded us with the details of what she witnessed the other night—the massacred people in Maguindanao.

I am usually at my highest energy if all there is to talk about is the happenings in the country. But I was silent most of the time, and would sometimes but in just to ask some questions. Maybe because I was sleeping when they fetched me and I had a hard time tidying my school uniform, was it my hair bursting from all direction, or was it because I know all of them? No. I was thinking. I was thinking of what’s really happening in our country. I was reflecting, deep in my thoughts, of how cruel people can be. And I am grieving, grieving to the people who were just passing by and were accidentally killed out of witnessing the whole event.

Certain events could weaken the Filipinos. One could be our personal problems, two could be a death in the family (as what happened to Kuya RJ’s sister—may her soul rest in peace), and this.

The whole Davao City, a few hours’ ride to where the killings happened, and the people living here, are also in fear. I received an SMS from Kring saying that there will be 10 vans coming to kill the relatives of the family involved (the suspect). An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. It was an alarming thought. And as I turn my attention to my surroundings, there are armies bringing long fire arms. Even the school guards have these toys.

But for the people in Maguindanao and other places in Mindanao, these are just the usual day for them, death after death happens. Can I tolerate this kind of injustice? No, I will not, ever. But for the government to ignore such inhuman act, to tolerate such barbaric dealings, and to ally with the terrorists and people killers, the people in the area—directly and indirectly affected by these heinous events—will feel fear in return.

May God bless this country.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Series of Unforgettable Road Trips


During my first year in the city, I had a hard time finding my way home, literally. I wasn’t raise here so naturally, I don’t know what to ride to go to different places. At that time, I was living in my aunt’s place—a 1 hour ride from where I was studying. It wasn’t that hard since I can go with my older sister during the morning. The hard part was during dismissals.


One afternoon when I was waiting a ride home, I saw Meg. Since she was also waiting for a jeepney that would pass by the mall, we (I, rather) decided to ride a jeepney that has the same direction going to where I live at that time. After a minute or so of waiting, she immediately climbed off to some vehicle. Because I really wanted to ride with her, I mounted to the vehicle without reading its route.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

It Kills Me To Let You Go


Ever since I was a kid, I dreamt of meeting a prince charming that would sweep me off my feet; a knight in a shining armor that will protect me from any harm. But in so doing, I ended up trusting no one—except perhaps for two persons.


The first admiration I received from the opposite sex was during my first year high school. He was a nice a guy; a friend; the one you would want to cuddle without reservation or whatsoever. He tried to pursue me that lasted for I-can’t-remember-how-long months.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

My not-so-friendly neighbor


The day that I have decided to change my nest, the place of my shelter that is, was the day that I thought things would be a little…different. I was very excited to be in an apartment for the reason that I was in an all girls dormitory before. This means that I do have a curfew and I need to rush home whenever there’s a school activity in order to be in my bed before the clock ticks at exactly 10pm.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Enrollment with a bang of surprise!


Before the first semester end, there came a lot of book from different authors in a certain bookstore. Kim, Yang and I went there and started browsing some new stuff. I found some interesting readings but well, I don’t have the resources to buy it so I just contented myself in looking them.

I’m a book lover, I really am. But I’m not the usual geek where you will always sew my nose under a book. I read books during my free time. I wanted to read everything coz I know that I need that habit for me to keep updated and for me to learn new things. (I know, I know, I’m a part-time geek :P)

Monday, November 16, 2009

Painted it Black

Ever since I was in high school, I was always teased by my classmates. The reason: the color of my hair. Filipinos have the natural black shade on their hairs but mine is chestnut like. They always say that I am like a hooker. And I just can’t do anything about it because my hais has the tendency to turn brownish. So I decided I need to change its appearance.

From time to time, I asked my aunt’s help to “color” it black. It helped eliminate the teasing lines I constantly received. So for the meantime, I lived a happy and peaceful life.

When I reached college, I got tired of maintaining its color so I stopped. Sometimes I received jokes about the color of my hairs but I just shrugged it off. I just think it as a compliment. :D

While I had my vacation in my aunt’s place, she tempted me to have it black again. I was, in fact, tempted so I have I agreed to color it black again. The negative side with my decision was allowing my aunt to do my hair. The aftermath was a combination of my newly colored hair (black) and my old hair (brown). So instead of uniting the my hairs shade, I now have multicolored hairs. How nice :(

The moral: be contented with what the Lord has given you. I just hope that they will be normal again. :P

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Visited My Mom


One of the things that I miss whenever I decided to stay in the city during weekends is the opportunity to visit my mom. I miss her more than anyone else. And just as I think that I have moved on, there will always be a part of me longing for her.

I can always attest to the emptiness of losing the one you love. It’s hard not knowing you will never see them once more. But then again, there are those things that you must suppress in order to stay sane. To do this, I must stop thinking of the ‘what ifs’ this and that. But there will always be this time where I can’t ignore the call to think her. Oh well…

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Darkness


Trying to kill the boredom while at our place, I usually play games in my laptop such as farm mania, plants vs. zombies and shop and spree. It gets tiring at times. But this is the only way I can be on my own. So one day, I shut myself off in my room, turned may laptop on, and whala!, I was playing the repetitive goal of the farm mania.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Dating Paranoia


As part of growing up, teens are getting more attention from the opposite sex—which creates attraction. And although we didn’t have the partner of our dreams in the past months or even years, I’m quite sure each and every one of us had a dose of some dating experience. Mine was this way…

I'm Finally Home


The main reason why I decided to go home is that my father wouldn’t allow me to stay in the city. So now, I’m stuck in this lonesome house. Not to mention that I am the temporary house helper—which I already did. Urghhhh!

It’s been months since I decided to spend the night in my room. I remember being in this house but I slept in my father’s room. Not that I like to but my room is such a mess that it will take time to clean it all up. But I sure do miss my room.

Babysitting


I was never a fan of kids. In fact, I hate them, but not always. It might be weird to say those things the very fact that I was a kid a few years ago. I am weird.

My sister Marianne had a daughter—Zowie—who is almost a year old now. Since she had a baby before finishing college, she plans to have a diploma through a 2-year vocational course every Saturdays and Sundays. I think it’s one of preparing herself in raising up her kid since she is depending their food to my Aunt Tessie.

Officially Am



God knows how I truly wanted to participate in the coming national election. As a first time voter, I am anticipating the day of my registration. But with all the delays I experienced in coming back to our little town, I had to wait for that day. Weeks become months and I really thought I wasn’t going to make it. But with God’s grace, I was able to register myself validly.


The paper that certifies me as a registered voter :D

AND...

Red Cross Leadership Training-Part II of Day II


All of us were exhausted. But the call of duty came earlier than expected and so we decided to go to the Red Cross Chapter building to pack some goods and clothes for the people affected by the typhoon Ondoy and Pepeng. So with Eaque, Edle, Morny, Weng, Moises, Al, Vanyssa, Josh, Normina, Rhee, and Cindy, we decided to have a snack before going to the Red Cross building.

We ate at the place called City Triangle. The name is derived from the shape of the building itself. Although I never intended to eat at that place because of its rumored pet insects, I have no choice since it’s near our school and the Red Cross office. Vanyssa and I happen to see Neil so we teased him about dating the guy he was with. He just shrugged us off and we stalked to munch our noodles.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

New Theme and Blog Address



Some of you might get daze by the new transformation of my blog. For those who just came in here, I used to manage 2 blogs. I was planning to have my other blog as some political critique in the Philippine context. But as time goes by, I guess I just mixed these blogs and had my posting, political or not, be on each blog. What happened next was total mess.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Red Cross Leadership Training (Day II)

The second day of the Leadership Development Program finally came. I put on my t-shirt and pants thinking we will be doing some tedious tasks. So to avoid staining my new garments, I decided to wear my old clothes.

It was around 8:30 when I arrived and the instructor wasn’t there yet—which gave time to those who came in late, including me. Morny got worried and decided to go to the chapter to ask someone to do the speaking.
Finally, as an activity, Mr. Clifford Diaz divided the group into 3 and asked us to make a recipe (with the ingredients and procedures) instructions on a manila paper of the famous Filipino dish—Adobo.

The hard thing there was that we don’t know how to cook it. We have eaten it at some point in our existence but we just don’t know how to cook it! We’re chefs at frying stuffs. :P My group mates were Josh, Cindy, Chris, Gie and Weng (a new face).


Friday, November 6, 2009

Red Cross Leadership Training


I started my hibernation in the internet world when I decided to go home—as explained in my previous post. But I thought, I can still write things up even though I’m in a vacation—although posting it will get a little delayed. The sequence of posts will be the things that have happened to me while I’m away and the recent stuffs this November. But I doubt if around 10 people read my blogs. So please bear with me.:p

As though all things were set up for the last semester, I decided to join the Red Cross Leadership Training Program at our school (Oct 19-20, 2009). Morny invited me to join and I said yes. I am somehow hesitant since Techno documents with Rj, Yang2, and Vj were not yet done. So I decided to move my journey back home 5 days later to give way in finishing up with my school stuffs.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Semester Vacation


For weeks, I decided not to put much on my blog site since I have a lot of things to do. I accepted a lot of job from ate bam thinking it would be a missed opportunity. True enough, I learned a lot of things from making those articles. It’s like doing my 2 hobbies in one task. No matter how jaded I become, I still appreciate my work because I get to write and read unusual stuffs every day.

And because I decided to do other stuffs rather than finishing my Technopreneurship paper works, Yang and I are stuck in completing this stuff NOW. It’s just a little revision we need to do before the semester ends. No worries. Except that we won’t get good grades for not submitting. URRRGH!

To someone...

I never expected you to ask such favor. For the first time in 20 years, I never thought that something like this could happen.

YOU ARE MY FRIEND. And that’s all I could give you. Hearing you say those “ako cinta kamo” things makes me uneasy. Of course, we can be friends still, without those cheesy lines. And I salute you for admiring me. But it will not make things easy for both of us. I just don’t want to lose a friend; especially if it happens in such a way that I have no choice but to be mean.

Please don’t make it hard for both of us. I’m still here for you. :)

I had a date yesterday!


Hot, hot, and hot. That’s the best way to describe the climate in the Philippines as of the moment. Kring, Yang, Kim and I decided to go to school to make our Techno works. But since I have some agenda, we did not do anything. Sorry Yang. Anyway, so since Yang’s father went to Zamboanga, she decided to bring us some chocolates (Apollo) and some coffees that can only be bought there in the whole Philippines. Thanks for the chocolates and coffee!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

October 14, 2009


I started my day with making my last article for the time being (my job as usual). The climate was so hot. As I was starting go my way to school, I forgot to bring my Daily Time Record. What a waste of time. So I decided to go home and took a public tricycle instead. I was really pissed.

In school, I did my Peer Evaluation document. And as our sweats our dripping off from our faces (an exaggeration), Justine suddenly announced to everybody that it was Bruce’s birthday yesterday! We didn’t really know! And few seconds after that, everybody greeted him. And then as if everybody was having the same thoughts, we started to chant pizza, ice cream, and coke! We were really kidding him since he did not tell us the real date of his natal day. He shocked us by showing us his 2 thousand pesos bill and gave it to Kring. He’s a real generous even before.

I remember things were a little different two years ago. We didn’t know him (as well as Ryu, Jan Paul, Ogs, Ryan and Ya RJ). But now, we just throw jokes to everybody like old friends do to each other. I really appreciate everybody’s effort in trying to reach out.

Thanks for celebrating your day with us Bruce! Belated happy birthday!!!:D

Sunday, October 11, 2009

"Maybe that’s one of the reasons I never liked him that much"


Conforming to the rules of someone else’s wants is a very hard task. Just like my father’s “commandments”; it made me think: Do I look like a 5 year old kid incapable of making a decision to herself? I hope not.

He used to tell me that his rules are the things that I must follow as long as I live in his house. It’s OUR house for goodness sake. Maybe that’s one of the reasons I never liked him that much. Before, I respected him because I so much fear his presence. But now, I respected him out of “utang na loob” (having a sense of gratitude). It looks bad, I know. But what can I do if he does things I’m not comfortable with?

The way we used to be...

Every time I see or hear things, I remember some of my friends who made me happy for the time being. But like any other things in the Earth, our liking for each other changed. Some blooms, and some just fades like the ghost Casper.

Some of the songs I have in my playlist reminded me of them, singing happily in the morning sun. We laughed at our voices being squeaky as the high notes hit our cracking tones. What a tune…calming yet there are things I just have to let go…

I became distant to those people who shielded their selves first. And as far as I can remember, I was never cold to anyone (except when I’m mad or disliked someone). I you’re my friend and you decided to close the bridge that connects us, all I can do is accept it. But if you changed your mind, I will once again open my ears to your stories…

Sad as it may seem, some of the friends I have in the past didn’t make it in my present life. And some are starting to slip away. I hope they’re okay.

Friday, October 9, 2009

School...





I’m glad I have the leisure to write AGAIN. Of course I didn’t stop writing… If I have the time (especially when I got bored at some of my classes), I get my paper and pen and would start to scribble nonsense stuffs. I get past the stage where the victim of my unholy drawings would surely point to my teacher. I’m bad, I know. At least I’m awake. That’s a lame excuse, wasn’t it?

But one thing I can assure my teacher: I never sleep in class. I did once. That was in my Financial Management back in second year. It was SAD (System Analysis and Design) implementation phase and my eyes are so heavy. The instant my head touched the arm of my chair, I began to dream. I’m glad Mr. I-forgot-the-name didn’t catch me. Or maybe, he just pretended he didn’t see me. Whatever.

Why am I talking these things? Simply because the end of the semester is near. Sounds like the end of the world? Ahaha. Not funny? Sorry. So going back, with all the students crammed up in the library, I am trying so hard to be productive in a corner at our division’s lair. Projects, group activities, plants versus zombies, whew! I’m planning to raise my money to a couple of million dollars. Now that’s not what I mean by productive folks.

I wasn’t able to do my home works. I was hooked up in watching movies and playing games that I ended up cramming and cursing myself because of my irresponsibility. So now I’m headed off to do my Technoprenuerships video. I hope we can finish it all up this day… Pray for me..:P

The Usual Day

I have been busy these past days (end of the semester and school projects) that I neglected my obligation in writing some contents here. And I feel guilty about it. Not just because I lose the time to do my favorite thing but because I somehow had this lazy attitude in me for days that I spent in my room—sleeping.

I am so glad that Kring also started her blogging hobby. She can write but I guess she lacks the time. Oh well, I wish her well.:D

This day was uneventful as usual. I had my usual sandwich as a lunch and headed after to the library which, by the way, I haven’t visited for the past months. And I feel like the aura of old books swept my nose.

With the upcoming business plan defense and major exams, I hope I can pass this semester with no failing marks through God’s mercy. :D

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Typhoon Ondoy





These past days, I found myself busy because of the things that I have neglected—projects, reportings, activities, and my job to top it all. The distress, the grief, and all the bad things that have happened to the Philippines were even sadder.
I am imploring to those people who have the capacity to spread the word that Philippines is really in need of your help, be it financially and in prayers. This country needs more than just healing. The people who were affected by the calamity need to feel that they are loved.
To those Filipino who can write something about what happened, please do so. And please stop the network wars as this will only add confusion and grief to us all.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Philippines in the Past Few Days

Saturday night at around 9 in the evening, I was in shocked as I watched the Greater Manila being drowned in massive water from the Typhoon Ondoy. Water floods almost swallowed the houses; muddy roads covered the streets; cars are like toys dragged and park in the highways in the city; and a lot of people lost their loved ones and their homes. No words can express the grief that surrounds the country.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Wishlist



If I were given at least 3 wishes, I know what are my wishes would be.

First: World Peace. Do I look like a Miss Universe candidate? ‘Course not. I have a very short pair of legs. Me? Nah. I was thinking that if there will be peace in this world, everything else will follow. No shouting over unnecessary things, no crimes that will eventually kill people, no war in Iraq, just serenity. *Tears pouring.

Second: Food for all. I chose this wish not just because I like to eat—A LOT. In the Philippines alone, poverty seems to be increasing in every minute of every day. People are dying and charity works alone can’t help them survive.

And third: For the people to see GOD.

Another School Stuff





I was making my project in GNS3 when the computer symbol will not make it to the Emulated Devices. It will fall under the Decorative mode which I find highly frustrating. So the other night was filled with the clicking of my mouse. The painful thing here is that I woke up the next day with a hurt arm. :(

Anti-Celebrities?


So much as been written over celebrities and I still understand why people are so into them. I do have a lot of favorite stars in Hollywood but I don’t really have that much time to dig up their lives. I’m not just a total fan I guess.

This whole celebrity thing started when my friends and I went yesterday for a snack in a food chain. They started telling each other how soap operas are very much exciting and they are so in love with the characters from different shows. I was like—huh? And when they started to tell gossips about what this and that star did, I can’t say anything except: what’s that all about? I’m such as loser.

I know some bits of information but I can’t really tell if it is like yesterday of the other year ago. I do watch news but when the portions of local stars (even the Hollywood ones) are being aired, I can feel my eyelids are becoming heavy. I just don’t have the enthusiasm over their lives. Most of the time, I’m super late in terms of what’s happening on him or her.

Boring life? You bet.:P

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Educational Tour ...?

Aerial view of Holcim Davao


We had our plant tour a few hours ago at Holcim Davao. The company bombarded us with power point presentation and all we could do was sit and try to listen as though we were that interested.

The bus was very disappointing. I was so afraid that some insects would crawl near me, I swear I would shout!

A Fun Chapter



My on-the-job training in FlexNet is going well. Not that I really like sitting for about 4 hours doing nothing that would make me want to shout in frustration, it’s just that I have completed the required hours for the course. Oh, yes! The minimum required hours for our OJT is 150. But since my other classmates who where on that same company wasn’t done yet, I decided to be with them till they have completed their required hours.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Music in My Life





In our generation today, different kinds of music have been introduced—from Rock, Pop, R&B and Alternative Rock. I see different variations, odd composers and more odd singers. And the teens are very much in love with them. I am too.


I used to like mellow songs, I still like some of them, but as time goes by, I become more open to Pop and R&B and other genre. I try to act as if I’m the singer, and make some outrageous actions; trying to copy the music video. It was totally don’t-barge-into-my-room time.

My aunt would ask me, “Have you ever grown old with that kind of music? I can’t understand anything about it at all.” She sees it as something that knocks her eardrums off. Growing with teenage nieces and nephews isn’t that fun for her, I guess.

And then suddenly, I miss her...

Expectations




I was once asked by my friend Kring to write something about why people expect so much. And I kinda compromised. In our past subjects, which I passed thank you very much, I learned that the limitedness of oneself is the reason why we expect too much.

We exist because we have the power/energy of the esse. And by the time we figure things out that we are limited in what we do, in what we can do, in what we will ever do, we are already consumed with so much thoughts saying we must dig up to satisfy our needs and wants.

Like in love, one can never say that “All I want is to love, and I never wanted her/him to love in return.” The reason why people fall in love is because we are expecting something in return; be it kindness or love to counterpart ours.

We are not like God, we can never love unconditionally. Because we are only human, not perfect, not capable of loving without expecting. But how can you explain the love of a mother to her kids? You might ask. Why do you think our mother would end up crying if she didn’t long for the day that her love would bear some fruitful efforts of you loving her? Sounds complicated. It is. And only our God, your God, can fill that gap of abysmal feeling you have right now.

Just an opinion.

Frustrated Dancer


 



I want to be one. It’s just that I never had the talent to do so. Well, I did ethnic dancing during my high school life but despite that little humiliation I got, I still want to be a pop dancer. Hahaha!

I find myself laughing as that thought would cross my mind. It sounds so odd and so out of the blue. Every time I hear pop songs being played on my playlist, I would be in euphoria of illusion, trying so hard to make odd steps. It was a far cry from the dance troupe our school have. And little by little, I begun to think I was crazy.

So far, I was never caught while making those hilarious wiggling. Did you ever have that same frustration? :P

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