Sunday, October 27, 2002
The Big Uneasy
It's now the night before the 3 day 2 night Midyear Seminar of the Heraldo Filipino. I should be excited about it but I'm not. I'm worried things might turn out a wreck. The JOU1-1 Enrolment is on Wednesday morning, at that time I'll still be in CHCC Batangas during the 3rd Day of the Seminar.
I'm nervous my mom will get lost with my enrolment. I've successfully made an "Enrolment Kit" which features all the requirements I've heard about from classmates and a dorm mate. Everything is set as long as my mom can follow the instructions that I've set for her.
That thing makes everything feel uneasy already. I'm worried I would have missed something. I've already included my DLSU-D ID in the kit, a marked Curriculum Flowchart with grades, all 10 original class cards, the green Final Exams permit, the VPAPU Sponsorships that I failed to accomplish but is available for on-the-spot payment just in case.
Broadjourn classmates of mine who are reading this, please be on the look out and try to find my mom on Wednesday AM. Please help her with the enrolment procedures. I've given her the instructions already, but being with her will help her a lot. Thank you.
On the other hand, Eric said he's not going to the Seminar which I believe is required. He has a close friend who's father is in the Emergency Room. Our prayers are with your friend and your friend's family.
Without Eric, I've gone a little aloof now. "...uh... huh?". Who else of the HF guys can I hang out with? Is Oliver going? How about Kuya Art? Kuya Eric James and Kuya Marthy of course. Then there are the girls. Joanna, the one I'm closest to and Ate Kay.
This Seminar is aligning itself with the JOU1-1 Recollection last September. Except our Recollection was 2 days and only 1 night... this Midyear Seminar is 3 days and 2 nights.
I just hope and pray that all will go smoothly and all will go well.
The uneasy doesn't end there, unfortunately.
I'm having slight complications with a G7 member. We've been talking on the phone for two nights in a row and it would rough out 7 hours of talking to each other. I've misunderstood this person's feelings and if in any way I want this person to know that I went too fast and too harsh on a very sensitive issue. I've apologized already. I just care about this person so much and I don't want this person to get hurt again by another G7 member. We rubbed each other the wrong way this evening, I am truly sorry.
I've got to take all these feelings of uneasyness to Batangas for the next three days. Just great.
Broadjourn classmates who have access to this blog, please help my mom if you see her. I know you may not know how she looks like, she might have a red umbrella with her. Our classmate Jhen and my dorm mate Joel know how she looks like. Just observe the presence of any moms at the Admin or at JFH, or basically all around.
It's now the night before the 3 day 2 night Midyear Seminar of the Heraldo Filipino. I should be excited about it but I'm not. I'm worried things might turn out a wreck. The JOU1-1 Enrolment is on Wednesday morning, at that time I'll still be in CHCC Batangas during the 3rd Day of the Seminar.
I'm nervous my mom will get lost with my enrolment. I've successfully made an "Enrolment Kit" which features all the requirements I've heard about from classmates and a dorm mate. Everything is set as long as my mom can follow the instructions that I've set for her.
That thing makes everything feel uneasy already. I'm worried I would have missed something. I've already included my DLSU-D ID in the kit, a marked Curriculum Flowchart with grades, all 10 original class cards, the green Final Exams permit, the VPAPU Sponsorships that I failed to accomplish but is available for on-the-spot payment just in case.
On the other hand, Eric said he's not going to the Seminar which I believe is required. He has a close friend who's father is in the Emergency Room. Our prayers are with your friend and your friend's family.
Without Eric, I've gone a little aloof now. "...uh... huh?". Who else of the HF guys can I hang out with? Is Oliver going? How about Kuya Art? Kuya Eric James and Kuya Marthy of course. Then there are the girls. Joanna, the one I'm closest to and Ate Kay.
This Seminar is aligning itself with the JOU1-1 Recollection last September. Except our Recollection was 2 days and only 1 night... this Midyear Seminar is 3 days and 2 nights.
I just hope and pray that all will go smoothly and all will go well.
The uneasy doesn't end there, unfortunately.
I'm having slight complications with a G7 member. We've been talking on the phone for two nights in a row and it would rough out 7 hours of talking to each other. I've misunderstood this person's feelings and if in any way I want this person to know that I went too fast and too harsh on a very sensitive issue. I've apologized already. I just care about this person so much and I don't want this person to get hurt again by another G7 member. We rubbed each other the wrong way this evening, I am truly sorry.
I've got to take all these feelings of uneasyness to Batangas for the next three days. Just great.
Broadjourn classmates who have access to this blog, please help my mom if you see her. I know you may not know how she looks like, she might have a red umbrella with her. Our classmate Jhen and my dorm mate Joel know how she looks like. Just observe the presence of any moms at the Admin or at JFH, or basically all around.
GMA-7 goes Rainbow Heart while ABS-CBN-2 Celebrates Victories
This past morning and early afternoon, GMA-7 celebrated it's new Station ID and Logo. Makapuso on GMA-7. The logo... well... at least they changed it finally. That's all I can say. They finally changed that antique rainbow. They can still improve, but let's leave it at that.
ABS-CBN-2 celebrated another thing, they didn't need to change their logo. They celebrated their victories from the recent Golden Dove awards. 15 years on top?
Both channels had so many stars cram-packed into them that it left me with a slight headache or headrush of activity. GMA-7 carried new plugs while ABS-CBN-2 translated an American hit-show into Tagalog. I'm talking about ALIAS. Which happens to start tomorrow at 9pm.
Mondays at 9pm.
I'm on CHARMED during that hour.
I saw the trailers of Buffy and Charmed tomorrow on Studio 23, it does look exciting. But I just realized by typing this that I'll be in Batangas tomorrow night. Grrrreat. I have to record now... I wanted a perfect-recording! Now it has to record commercials.... Arrrg.
This past morning and early afternoon, GMA-7 celebrated it's new Station ID and Logo. Makapuso on GMA-7. The logo... well... at least they changed it finally. That's all I can say. They finally changed that antique rainbow. They can still improve, but let's leave it at that.
ABS-CBN-2 celebrated another thing, they didn't need to change their logo. They celebrated their victories from the recent Golden Dove awards. 15 years on top?
Both channels had so many stars cram-packed into them that it left me with a slight headache or headrush of activity. GMA-7 carried new plugs while ABS-CBN-2 translated an American hit-show into Tagalog. I'm talking about ALIAS. Which happens to start tomorrow at 9pm.
Mondays at 9pm.
I'm on CHARMED during that hour.
I saw the trailers of Buffy and Charmed tomorrow on Studio 23, it does look exciting. But I just realized by typing this that I'll be in Batangas tomorrow night. Grrrreat. I have to record now... I wanted a perfect-recording! Now it has to record commercials.... Arrrg.
I'm Out of It and I'm Unmotivated
I've lost motivation for almost everything! I'm going insane here confined to my room, stuffed under the warm atmosphere. I can't do anything straight right now. I end up just lying down on my bed, watching television, listening to the radio, and half-finishing things on the computer.
The Block Website I'm working on is still in scratches. It's in my head, but I need inspiration.
The gym. A place I was supposed to go to starting two weeks ago. What happened?! I can't get myself out of the house. I'm so stuck here, unmotivated.
The Damage Report "Beware of the Bomb" took me two and a half days to finish.
The HF Midyear Workshop is tomorrow, how come I'm not into it? I'm going for sure, but I haven't packed up anything or fixed up papers yet.
School begins again in a week. One week from this dull Sunday Afternoon I'll be moving back into my dorm room.
I think the reason I've been like this is that my first semester has a big event every week, and it was so busy back then. Suddenly, the Sem Break leaves this numb silence. Like being in a loud concert, and within a flash, being in this empty dark and silent room.
Every day these past two weeks has two parts. Morning and Evening. There's no afternoon, I don't feel it.
I didn't expect this to happen.
I've lost motivation for almost everything! I'm going insane here confined to my room, stuffed under the warm atmosphere. I can't do anything straight right now. I end up just lying down on my bed, watching television, listening to the radio, and half-finishing things on the computer.
The Block Website I'm working on is still in scratches. It's in my head, but I need inspiration.
The gym. A place I was supposed to go to starting two weeks ago. What happened?! I can't get myself out of the house. I'm so stuck here, unmotivated.
The Damage Report "Beware of the Bomb" took me two and a half days to finish.
The HF Midyear Workshop is tomorrow, how come I'm not into it? I'm going for sure, but I haven't packed up anything or fixed up papers yet.
School begins again in a week. One week from this dull Sunday Afternoon I'll be moving back into my dorm room.
I think the reason I've been like this is that my first semester has a big event every week, and it was so busy back then. Suddenly, the Sem Break leaves this numb silence. Like being in a loud concert, and within a flash, being in this empty dark and silent room.
Every day these past two weeks has two parts. Morning and Evening. There's no afternoon, I don't feel it.
I didn't expect this to happen.
BEWARE OF THE BOMB
The Damage Report - Semestral Break Edition - Week #2
The United States still reconsidering it's plan for all-out War on Iraq. That's on stand-by. More recently... the audience of a theater in Moscow is held hostage. In the New England area of the United States, random people are being shot by a sniper. Closer to home... in a popular tourist bar in exotic Bali, a bomb goes off killing nearly two hundred. Even closer to home... once again bombs go off in the Southern Philippines. A few miles away from home... bombs blowing up big buses and bomb scares throughout the Metro.
It's the middle of our Semestral Break and the gravity of war, chaos, and death is all around more than ever. I stayed mostly at home this week. I already regret wasting away my time in front of the television screen and computer screen surfing while eating chips and Mountain Dew.
I'm so unhealthy.
My original plan was to go to the gym every other day this Semestral Break. It's half-way through and I can't find anything to motivate me. A work out partner would be great, but all HS friends are busy in College right now and my classmate Jerson either doesn't have load or is just not interested.
I became extremely lazy to go on my own so I didn't go. I've just stayed confined to my bed. I sleep around 12:30MN in a crisp and cold air-conditioned atmosphere and I wake up around 10:30AM in a warm drift of air with the aircondition turned off. I hate that feeling.
The electric bill this past month has been the highest our house has ever consumed. The internet bill is screwed up over at Pacific Internet. We check our account time this month and the results are chaotic. Sometimes it says a striking 29 hours when we felt it was 40 something, then another time it would decrease to 22 hours when it could have been 50 something. WTF?!
I felt even more unhealthy with days spent entirely at home and just catching episodes of Dark Angel, The Amazing Race 3, and other sorts.
On Friday, it was a historic day for me as I finally had a chance to buy new clothes. The clothes I've been wearing this past Semester have been "left overs" from High School. I've worn them over and over and over again. Not that I dislike wearing long-term clothes, but I'm getting sick of finding something new to wear for a certain event. You can catch me borrowing black shirts from Lance twice, black pants from him once, a black polo from Kuwait-raised Karl down the dormitory hall, and even a watch from "Dino".
I'm tired of that.
So since my dad is getting additional income now for the family, I've requested for a special $100 to buy new clothes. Convert that to Peso, you have P5,300. I felt like I've never shopped for clothes since 3rd Year High School!
We went to SM Bacoor on Friday to pick up my 8x10 at Island Photo. For once, I was no longer afraid to spend. I was no longer pulled by my empty wallet. I was finally given a gift worth that amount that I could buy anything. For the first time in a long time.
I headed to Pennshoppe first, Mandy Moore fever. I instantly found a nice polo and the saleslady there was the nicest compared to later on. I also bought some colongne so I can bag myself five big stickers of Mandy Moore with short hair.
I left the place holding a grey bag, again... it felt "cool... i bought something.". I went to American Blvd. next and spent 30 minutes there trying to figure out what would look good. About 10 minutes in, I noted buying anything from American Blvd. would toss me between becoming a Skater or a Rapper. I was lost.
I walked out with Skater clothes, 3/4 pants and a polo.
Next stop was Burger King and then I went to the Department Store to bag me clothes that were cheaper then those from the stores upstairs. I couldn't find anything, or much. I must've forgotten to look at one whole area. I found two polos. I got lost in the pants area. I tried two on in the Fitting Room... then noted they were frigging fake!! One pants had missing belt straps while another had no button. WTF?!
I was outraged and I threw the pants back on that pile and headed off. None of those on hangers got my interest. Suddenly I noticed a mannakin with these loose, not-tight, not-superbaggy... but just "loose" pants.
I bought two and left the Department Store. Next stop was Bench. Nothing really captured me there, a few things, but I didn't find anything. I went to the Appliance Center and searched for a brand new Electric Fan for my dorm room. This would increase my comfort level in La Salle a lot. I compared, looked at prices and condition, brands, and other notes.
I walked out with an average-sized electric fan, the one that can't extend in height.
A quick stop to ACE Hardware to buy a doorknob for my room in the house and then I joined my mom in the SM Supermarket.
It was a quick browse through the supermarket only to buy some OJ and a few cans of Mountain Dew. I was holding a heavy yellow basket of drinks and OJ and I was following my mom into the cashier area when suddenly I heard a "kursplot" sound.
I looked down on the ground and saw two big fish, with eyes closed, and both with wide open mouths slide down on the flooring. The sight made me want to burst out laughing. I didn't blame the lady, I mean, the plastics at the SM Fish area aren't tied that tightly. Poor lady.
I walked away trying to keep myself steady and about 10 minutes later we were already on the way to Noveleta.
The mall was under tight security. I know there were still many ways a bomb could make it in, but at least it wasn't entirely open to that possibility. They did have measures, they did do thorough checking.
After going to the mall, we went to Atheneum, the High School I recently graduated from. I wasn't planning on visiting Atheneum till it holds it's school pageant in December. But I had no choice, either skip ahead and commute home or take the ride with my mom and our driver to school to retrieve a report card.
I grew nervous at first. I wish I had batchmates on the campus I could hang out with. We arrived and I remembered Ate Lolit's. It was crowded after the 2nd Quarter Recognition Day. I saw familiar Athenean faces of the past, and then Veejay Siongco who is in COSC 1-2 at La Salle was a batchmate among the many just hanging there at those stores. She yelled my name "George!" and I greeted her in return.
That was a major relief already.
We went to the parking lot and the first thing I noted was that all the plant life of the campus was now twice as bigger as before. A stupid observation, but quite noticable. My mom left the service and headed up to New Amcan Hall while I stayed in the owner, just sitting there.
I saw this girl walking and holding her Report Card. It struck me right then and there when I saw her uniform. The white blouse on the top and a plaid colored skirt. Right there, I knew I was where I came from. I remembered all the girls in my batch who wore that kind of uniform everyday to school for the past four years. The grey pants and polos of the guys also reminded me of our uniforms later on.
Suddenly G7 Joy called me via cell and told me she was on campus. Next thing I know, she's on the other side of the parking lot.
I get out of the owner and we meet at the very center of the empty parking lot, sunny weather, windy, and the sight of one of my closest friends in High School.
We decided to enter the Canteen, my first time in ages. Same canteen cast, the canteen looked the same, of course eventually a table or two would be in a new position.
I didn't order since I forgot to bring money plus I had just finished a can of Mountain Dew. Joy on the other hand got coke and we headed to the stage and sat there.
On the stage we just remembered the High School days once again. I told Joy I could barely familiarize myself with the other people in the Atheneum uniform that were roaming around the Quadrangle.
Norman, the only other aspiring webmaster I know of in the High School department, is now a 3rd Year student. He waved at Joy and me, and we waved back.
Joy asked to play a round of basketball, a game I don't play because I hate games with balls flying in the air. If she asked to go biking, hiking, I'd go for it. Anyways, I said YES since it was a rare opportunity. We played a few rounds, of course shooting successfully twice for every 10 shots.
Batchmates Rowena, LA, Hazel, and Veejay were at the abandoned Library talking. It's nice to see them again. LA has shorter hair, Hazel and Rowena still look the same, and of course I see Veejay at La Salle almost every week.
Joy looked like the way I remembered her, of course everyone had that college look glossed on them.
Joy and I sat down at the Archway, and then batchmate Jeff's shiny red car came in to Atheneum. He came out with a smile. His hair is a little longer, curly too. Veejay rode with him. When Jeff came out of his car, he was greeted by all my other batchmates and all the younger High School guys in the Quadrangle. Talk about being missed!
That's one thing I've taken into good thought about Jeff. The way he handles it. It's loose and he's friendly to everybody. I don't want to mention some other batchmates who just absorb this kind of stuff straight into them.
I knew my mom and our driver were waiting for nearly 20 minutes for me. So I left Joy with my other batchmates and headed back to the owner. I didn't visit the New Amcan Hall and I didn't see any teachers. I didn't walk into Ate Lolit's as well.
We left for home.
Bombs and Snipers. Pricetags and High School Memories.
The Damage Report - Semestral Break Edition - Week #2
The United States still reconsidering it's plan for all-out War on Iraq. That's on stand-by. More recently... the audience of a theater in Moscow is held hostage. In the New England area of the United States, random people are being shot by a sniper. Closer to home... in a popular tourist bar in exotic Bali, a bomb goes off killing nearly two hundred. Even closer to home... once again bombs go off in the Southern Philippines. A few miles away from home... bombs blowing up big buses and bomb scares throughout the Metro.
It's the middle of our Semestral Break and the gravity of war, chaos, and death is all around more than ever. I stayed mostly at home this week. I already regret wasting away my time in front of the television screen and computer screen surfing while eating chips and Mountain Dew.
I'm so unhealthy.
My original plan was to go to the gym every other day this Semestral Break. It's half-way through and I can't find anything to motivate me. A work out partner would be great, but all HS friends are busy in College right now and my classmate Jerson either doesn't have load or is just not interested.
I became extremely lazy to go on my own so I didn't go. I've just stayed confined to my bed. I sleep around 12:30MN in a crisp and cold air-conditioned atmosphere and I wake up around 10:30AM in a warm drift of air with the aircondition turned off. I hate that feeling.
The electric bill this past month has been the highest our house has ever consumed. The internet bill is screwed up over at Pacific Internet. We check our account time this month and the results are chaotic. Sometimes it says a striking 29 hours when we felt it was 40 something, then another time it would decrease to 22 hours when it could have been 50 something. WTF?!
I felt even more unhealthy with days spent entirely at home and just catching episodes of Dark Angel, The Amazing Race 3, and other sorts.
On Friday, it was a historic day for me as I finally had a chance to buy new clothes. The clothes I've been wearing this past Semester have been "left overs" from High School. I've worn them over and over and over again. Not that I dislike wearing long-term clothes, but I'm getting sick of finding something new to wear for a certain event. You can catch me borrowing black shirts from Lance twice, black pants from him once, a black polo from Kuwait-raised Karl down the dormitory hall, and even a watch from "Dino".
I'm tired of that.
So since my dad is getting additional income now for the family, I've requested for a special $100 to buy new clothes. Convert that to Peso, you have P5,300. I felt like I've never shopped for clothes since 3rd Year High School!
We went to SM Bacoor on Friday to pick up my 8x10 at Island Photo. For once, I was no longer afraid to spend. I was no longer pulled by my empty wallet. I was finally given a gift worth that amount that I could buy anything. For the first time in a long time.
I headed to Pennshoppe first, Mandy Moore fever. I instantly found a nice polo and the saleslady there was the nicest compared to later on. I also bought some colongne so I can bag myself five big stickers of Mandy Moore with short hair.
I left the place holding a grey bag, again... it felt "cool... i bought something.". I went to American Blvd. next and spent 30 minutes there trying to figure out what would look good. About 10 minutes in, I noted buying anything from American Blvd. would toss me between becoming a Skater or a Rapper. I was lost.
I walked out with Skater clothes, 3/4 pants and a polo.
Next stop was Burger King and then I went to the Department Store to bag me clothes that were cheaper then those from the stores upstairs. I couldn't find anything, or much. I must've forgotten to look at one whole area. I found two polos. I got lost in the pants area. I tried two on in the Fitting Room... then noted they were frigging fake!! One pants had missing belt straps while another had no button. WTF?!
I was outraged and I threw the pants back on that pile and headed off. None of those on hangers got my interest. Suddenly I noticed a mannakin with these loose, not-tight, not-superbaggy... but just "loose" pants.
I bought two and left the Department Store. Next stop was Bench. Nothing really captured me there, a few things, but I didn't find anything. I went to the Appliance Center and searched for a brand new Electric Fan for my dorm room. This would increase my comfort level in La Salle a lot. I compared, looked at prices and condition, brands, and other notes.
I walked out with an average-sized electric fan, the one that can't extend in height.
A quick stop to ACE Hardware to buy a doorknob for my room in the house and then I joined my mom in the SM Supermarket.
It was a quick browse through the supermarket only to buy some OJ and a few cans of Mountain Dew. I was holding a heavy yellow basket of drinks and OJ and I was following my mom into the cashier area when suddenly I heard a "kursplot" sound.
I looked down on the ground and saw two big fish, with eyes closed, and both with wide open mouths slide down on the flooring. The sight made me want to burst out laughing. I didn't blame the lady, I mean, the plastics at the SM Fish area aren't tied that tightly. Poor lady.
I walked away trying to keep myself steady and about 10 minutes later we were already on the way to Noveleta.
The mall was under tight security. I know there were still many ways a bomb could make it in, but at least it wasn't entirely open to that possibility. They did have measures, they did do thorough checking.
After going to the mall, we went to Atheneum, the High School I recently graduated from. I wasn't planning on visiting Atheneum till it holds it's school pageant in December. But I had no choice, either skip ahead and commute home or take the ride with my mom and our driver to school to retrieve a report card.
I grew nervous at first. I wish I had batchmates on the campus I could hang out with. We arrived and I remembered Ate Lolit's. It was crowded after the 2nd Quarter Recognition Day. I saw familiar Athenean faces of the past, and then Veejay Siongco who is in COSC 1-2 at La Salle was a batchmate among the many just hanging there at those stores. She yelled my name "George!" and I greeted her in return.
That was a major relief already.
We went to the parking lot and the first thing I noted was that all the plant life of the campus was now twice as bigger as before. A stupid observation, but quite noticable. My mom left the service and headed up to New Amcan Hall while I stayed in the owner, just sitting there.
I saw this girl walking and holding her Report Card. It struck me right then and there when I saw her uniform. The white blouse on the top and a plaid colored skirt. Right there, I knew I was where I came from. I remembered all the girls in my batch who wore that kind of uniform everyday to school for the past four years. The grey pants and polos of the guys also reminded me of our uniforms later on.
Suddenly G7 Joy called me via cell and told me she was on campus. Next thing I know, she's on the other side of the parking lot.
I get out of the owner and we meet at the very center of the empty parking lot, sunny weather, windy, and the sight of one of my closest friends in High School.
We decided to enter the Canteen, my first time in ages. Same canteen cast, the canteen looked the same, of course eventually a table or two would be in a new position.
I didn't order since I forgot to bring money plus I had just finished a can of Mountain Dew. Joy on the other hand got coke and we headed to the stage and sat there.
On the stage we just remembered the High School days once again. I told Joy I could barely familiarize myself with the other people in the Atheneum uniform that were roaming around the Quadrangle.
Norman, the only other aspiring webmaster I know of in the High School department, is now a 3rd Year student. He waved at Joy and me, and we waved back.
Joy asked to play a round of basketball, a game I don't play because I hate games with balls flying in the air. If she asked to go biking, hiking, I'd go for it. Anyways, I said YES since it was a rare opportunity. We played a few rounds, of course shooting successfully twice for every 10 shots.
Batchmates Rowena, LA, Hazel, and Veejay were at the abandoned Library talking. It's nice to see them again. LA has shorter hair, Hazel and Rowena still look the same, and of course I see Veejay at La Salle almost every week.
Joy looked like the way I remembered her, of course everyone had that college look glossed on them.
Joy and I sat down at the Archway, and then batchmate Jeff's shiny red car came in to Atheneum. He came out with a smile. His hair is a little longer, curly too. Veejay rode with him. When Jeff came out of his car, he was greeted by all my other batchmates and all the younger High School guys in the Quadrangle. Talk about being missed!
That's one thing I've taken into good thought about Jeff. The way he handles it. It's loose and he's friendly to everybody. I don't want to mention some other batchmates who just absorb this kind of stuff straight into them.
I knew my mom and our driver were waiting for nearly 20 minutes for me. So I left Joy with my other batchmates and headed back to the owner. I didn't visit the New Amcan Hall and I didn't see any teachers. I didn't walk into Ate Lolit's as well.
We left for home.
Bombs and Snipers. Pricetags and High School Memories.
Thursday, October 24, 2002
The Gravity of Home and another Unwanted Phone Call
I didn't go to the Gym again, that would make the 200th something day already! I am just caught by the gravity of being home. Washing the dishes, listening to the Magic with new songs. New songs like "Stole" or something like that which has the greatest background tune I've heard this month. "Die Another Day" by Madonna is still strong on my personal charts, together with songs down on my [Music Picks] down on the left.
And right now, I'm in another episode of Telebabad. To let you all know honestly, I HATE UNKNOWN Phone Calls. Close friends of the past would know. I'm generally a friendly guy, but all that can blow up in an instant. I honestly hate using the phone. I only like the phone for Internet use and to talking with friends I see everyday or from the past. I want to call my high school friend Enrico. I love receiving phone calls from Erika and Joy. I am ready to accept calls with college friends.
However, unknown flirty and playful calls just waste my damn time. Back in 3rd Year I received a wrong number, then the girl on the phone got to know me. Which was fine. Then it started to become an uncontrollable rash as she kept calling and calling... claiming she loved my voice. It was like a female stalker on the phone!
Then I blew her off in front of high school friends JD and Bryan. I told her "I love our calls, but you do it too much. Just stop it already. I told you to minimize calling a little! Geez. Fuck off you Bitch!!".
She never called again. Bryan and JD witnessed it. I went overboard, but the message was right there.
The girl I cursed at lives in Tanza, and I forgot what her age was. The 2nd caller was in my Senior Year High School and she's from General Trias, Cavite. I have no idea how these people are getting my number. She was more calm, thank God. Yet I think she knew how irritated I get with frequently useless calls when all we talk about is "Ang cute boses mo... describe yourself... again? ... again? blah blah blah".
Our calls faded into the background. And she probably met some other phone pal to my relief.
Then here it comes again. Yesterday my brother picked up the phone while I was eating dinner. I told him to tell whoever it was to call back later. My brother still handed me the phone, I would reject but I thought it might be Joy and Erika.
I answered, and then this girl said "George right?". I knew it was another one of these calls and inside I felt that rush of irritation again. But I controlled myself and wanted to give it a different approach.
I spoke to her calmly, casually, and just listened to her. She asked what my school was and I replied "La Salle"... "First Year". I returned the question. According to her voice, she's a first year student at St. Agustin here in Tanza. She has a sister or older friend that is in 4th Year, perhaps in St. Agustin as well. The young girl I was talking said her name is KC and the 4th year girl is May.
I quickly made references and kept note of what they said. Like all the previous annoying phone calls, they refused to reveal information about them. They know I speak English, they claim they already know how I look like, they claim they know my phone number (duh) and my cellphone number, and that we live in Retirees in Tanza.
That's enough information they know about me!
I tried to trace how they linked to me. I thought of anyone in my College who revealed me to them, and it wasn't possible. KC and May didn't even know I was in College. I tried to trace any of my high school friends, and still no match. Absolutely no match found. Who would know my number? Where I live? How I look?
I did everything to try and trace them. This time around, I made sure I didn't end the first phone call without getting their telephone number whether or not it was real. It sounded convincing and why not I reveal it on this blog. 505-1527.
Clearly it's a Globe-number here in our Area. It reminds me of a high school classmate's telephone number.
I'm sick and tired of these episodes. I hate just sitting there talking to someone I don't know in person. It's just me. I'm afraid I'll lash out in another brutal episode of yelling and cursing to leave me alone. I don't want to. These people go through the trouble to call and to talk and I don't want to be a killjoy, like what Bryan would say.
Instead, I'll play the fifth on this one. I'll make claims to get them to stop calling somehow. I'll need to borrow you, Jhen, and I'll need to use a future block website as an excuse.
Jhen, you'll be my Girlfriend in College. You're a great actress. And Telecast Journal, you'll be my excuse for being on-the-line all the time.
Better that than yelling at them. This is just me. I hate unwanted phone calls!
Hopefully they don't ruin my 2-hours of watching THE AMAZING RACE 3 tonight!! Arrrrg.
I didn't go to the Gym again, that would make the 200th something day already! I am just caught by the gravity of being home. Washing the dishes, listening to the Magic with new songs. New songs like "Stole" or something like that which has the greatest background tune I've heard this month. "Die Another Day" by Madonna is still strong on my personal charts, together with songs down on my [Music Picks] down on the left.
And right now, I'm in another episode of Telebabad. To let you all know honestly, I HATE UNKNOWN Phone Calls. Close friends of the past would know. I'm generally a friendly guy, but all that can blow up in an instant. I honestly hate using the phone. I only like the phone for Internet use and to talking with friends I see everyday or from the past. I want to call my high school friend Enrico. I love receiving phone calls from Erika and Joy. I am ready to accept calls with college friends.
However, unknown flirty and playful calls just waste my damn time. Back in 3rd Year I received a wrong number, then the girl on the phone got to know me. Which was fine. Then it started to become an uncontrollable rash as she kept calling and calling... claiming she loved my voice. It was like a female stalker on the phone!
Then I blew her off in front of high school friends JD and Bryan. I told her "I love our calls, but you do it too much. Just stop it already. I told you to minimize calling a little! Geez. Fuck off you Bitch!!".
She never called again. Bryan and JD witnessed it. I went overboard, but the message was right there.
The girl I cursed at lives in Tanza, and I forgot what her age was. The 2nd caller was in my Senior Year High School and she's from General Trias, Cavite. I have no idea how these people are getting my number. She was more calm, thank God. Yet I think she knew how irritated I get with frequently useless calls when all we talk about is "Ang cute boses mo... describe yourself... again? ... again? blah blah blah".
Our calls faded into the background. And she probably met some other phone pal to my relief.
Then here it comes again. Yesterday my brother picked up the phone while I was eating dinner. I told him to tell whoever it was to call back later. My brother still handed me the phone, I would reject but I thought it might be Joy and Erika.
I answered, and then this girl said "George right?". I knew it was another one of these calls and inside I felt that rush of irritation again. But I controlled myself and wanted to give it a different approach.
I spoke to her calmly, casually, and just listened to her. She asked what my school was and I replied "La Salle"... "First Year". I returned the question. According to her voice, she's a first year student at St. Agustin here in Tanza. She has a sister or older friend that is in 4th Year, perhaps in St. Agustin as well. The young girl I was talking said her name is KC and the 4th year girl is May.
I quickly made references and kept note of what they said. Like all the previous annoying phone calls, they refused to reveal information about them. They know I speak English, they claim they already know how I look like, they claim they know my phone number (duh) and my cellphone number, and that we live in Retirees in Tanza.
That's enough information they know about me!
I tried to trace how they linked to me. I thought of anyone in my College who revealed me to them, and it wasn't possible. KC and May didn't even know I was in College. I tried to trace any of my high school friends, and still no match. Absolutely no match found. Who would know my number? Where I live? How I look?
I did everything to try and trace them. This time around, I made sure I didn't end the first phone call without getting their telephone number whether or not it was real. It sounded convincing and why not I reveal it on this blog. 505-1527.
Clearly it's a Globe-number here in our Area. It reminds me of a high school classmate's telephone number.
I'm sick and tired of these episodes. I hate just sitting there talking to someone I don't know in person. It's just me. I'm afraid I'll lash out in another brutal episode of yelling and cursing to leave me alone. I don't want to. These people go through the trouble to call and to talk and I don't want to be a killjoy, like what Bryan would say.
Instead, I'll play the fifth on this one. I'll make claims to get them to stop calling somehow. I'll need to borrow you, Jhen, and I'll need to use a future block website as an excuse.
Jhen, you'll be my Girlfriend in College. You're a great actress. And Telecast Journal, you'll be my excuse for being on-the-line all the time.
Better that than yelling at them. This is just me. I hate unwanted phone calls!
Hopefully they don't ruin my 2-hours of watching THE AMAZING RACE 3 tonight!! Arrrrg.
Wednesday, October 23, 2002
SPECIAL POSTS ARE NOW UPDATED AND ORGANIZED
as of Wednesday, October 23rd 2002
After nearly two hours of painful editing and lengthy organizing, I'm finished! What am I talking about? I've just fully organized my "The Damage Report" (week in summary) and "Carpe Noctem" (a look ahead into the opening week)! It's now completely organized from the very first week of College. The entire First Semester is recorded into those entries. The exact 18 weeks too! Plus, "The Damage Report" and "Carpe Noctem" are now in sync with each other... meaning "TDR #14" speaks about the 14th Week in conclusion while a "CN #14" would speak about the approaching 14th Week.
I've also given titles to the previously "Untitled" entries relating to these special weekly posts. I've now provided a direct link to the first "Carpe Noctem" which talks about my feelings on the very eve of College Life which was on June 9th 2002. The title of that post is "The Indepdendent Near" and serves as the first-ever "Carpe Noctem" post.
I've also changed some of the earlier titles which weren't that creative. Like for example "Short Weekend, Long Week" was renamed to "Affiliate Madness", etc.
Check it out by zooming down below on the left side.
Wheeeeeeeew. *wipes sweat off face*
as of Wednesday, October 23rd 2002
After nearly two hours of painful editing and lengthy organizing, I'm finished! What am I talking about? I've just fully organized my "The Damage Report" (week in summary) and "Carpe Noctem" (a look ahead into the opening week)! It's now completely organized from the very first week of College. The entire First Semester is recorded into those entries. The exact 18 weeks too! Plus, "The Damage Report" and "Carpe Noctem" are now in sync with each other... meaning "TDR #14" speaks about the 14th Week in conclusion while a "CN #14" would speak about the approaching 14th Week.
I've also given titles to the previously "Untitled" entries relating to these special weekly posts. I've now provided a direct link to the first "Carpe Noctem" which talks about my feelings on the very eve of College Life which was on June 9th 2002. The title of that post is "The Indepdendent Near" and serves as the first-ever "Carpe Noctem" post.
I've also changed some of the earlier titles which weren't that creative. Like for example "Short Weekend, Long Week" was renamed to "Affiliate Madness", etc.
Check it out by zooming down below on the left side.
Wheeeeeeeew. *wipes sweat off face*
Tuesday, October 22, 2002
In Reaction to a Poll Question at my University Website
What should RP's stand be in case war breaks out between US and Iraq?
[_] all-out support for US
[x] neutral
[_] passive
For some reason I feel like I have to react more on this question. In case a war between the US and Iraq occurs, which to me I see as a paper-thin line between explosions and extreme terrorism worldwide... that if the Philippines goes all-out to support the US then we will be a sitting target here in Southeast Asia. We have enough problems on our own and I agree with everyone else who thinks this way that we need to concentrate on "fighting our own demons" rather then fighting someone elses'. However, I also believe we shouldn't be passive. We can't ignore what the US does, what they do has an effect on everybody somehow.
We can show our moral support and agreement to the United States, but being completely hand in hand with them on the front lines won't do any of us any kind of good. We got bloody terrorism getting closer to where we live each and every day. Some sniper could be lurking around the corner and we don't know it. God forbid, a bomb could be left on the back seat of a baby bus. Or in a Shopping mall such as SM Bacoor. What if one day we hear on CNN this horrifying line... "In the Philippines, a bomb exploded in a shopping mall south of Manila."
We have our own problems to deal with. Let's be neutral, carefully agreeing with the US at the same time being cautious that we don't ignore them and the crisis of the future. And on a last note, I personally believe Saddam be stopped now because if we don't do anything in our day and age, our children will be burned brutally to death by the light of some Nuclear or Chemical bomb.
What should RP's stand be in case war breaks out between US and Iraq?
[_] all-out support for US
[x] neutral
[_] passive
For some reason I feel like I have to react more on this question. In case a war between the US and Iraq occurs, which to me I see as a paper-thin line between explosions and extreme terrorism worldwide... that if the Philippines goes all-out to support the US then we will be a sitting target here in Southeast Asia. We have enough problems on our own and I agree with everyone else who thinks this way that we need to concentrate on "fighting our own demons" rather then fighting someone elses'. However, I also believe we shouldn't be passive. We can't ignore what the US does, what they do has an effect on everybody somehow.
We can show our moral support and agreement to the United States, but being completely hand in hand with them on the front lines won't do any of us any kind of good. We got bloody terrorism getting closer to where we live each and every day. Some sniper could be lurking around the corner and we don't know it. God forbid, a bomb could be left on the back seat of a baby bus. Or in a Shopping mall such as SM Bacoor. What if one day we hear on CNN this horrifying line... "In the Philippines, a bomb exploded in a shopping mall south of Manila."
We have our own problems to deal with. Let's be neutral, carefully agreeing with the US at the same time being cautious that we don't ignore them and the crisis of the future. And on a last note, I personally believe Saddam be stopped now because if we don't do anything in our day and age, our children will be burned brutally to death by the light of some Nuclear or Chemical bomb.
Monday, October 21, 2002
3Rs, 2x2s, 8x10s, and a Camera on a Digital Wishlist
I developed a film of pictures, the last film roll from my 1st Semester of College. To bring the total amount of pictures taken in that one semester to a record-breaking 190 plus. Never once I've taken that amount of pictures in a time period such as that. In High School my Freshmen Year only had 15 pictures! My Sophomore Year gave out 60-something pictures. My Junior Year lashed out a little over 120 and My Senior Year captured a casual amount (by my standards) around 230 plus.
Already 190 in the past semester. Next Semester there's the Christmas Season, Part 2 of NSTP, Lasallian Days, and a host of other great events. *cracks knuckles* "I've just got started...".
The last roll of film I developed will be the last 3R since I'm changing format to developing a much more clear and larger 4R next Semester. I'm also switching album formats... I was going for BOOK #3 but Island Photo at SM Bacoor ran out of stock of those black background, 2-cell, and comfy and casual albums.
Plus the Lady said something that 3Rs are really starting to become out-of-date and that 4Rs have attached promos like a Free Kodak Album. I went with the lady and by the facts tha they ran out of my favorite album-type and that switching to a larger 4R and receiving a Free durable Kodak-giveaway album... why not?
I also had a new 2x2 picture taken, also one 8x10 picture to add to my mom and brother's 8x10 picture taking on Sunday. It's for our Identification Cards as dependents of a retired US Serviceman. It's a small ID card... a picture would probably be 1.5x1.5 on that little card. But the "Doc", (Lance and my doctor), Dr. Fernandez of Bacoor who's in charge of the Medical and Service Needs of Retired US Armed Forces peeps here in Cavite says it has to be submitted in an 8x10 format.
Geez.
In other news... as my brother has asked for this and that from my dad who is about to board a ship in the States, I've finally decided what I want. At first all I asked my dad was a few rolls of film and a pack of Video Tapes to record TV shows and other stuff would be it. Then my mom suggested my dad send me a watch... (thank you, i really need one because I keep bothering classmate Eric for the time) ... which was cool.
My all time physical "want" is a Digital Camera. It could be the cheap kind as long as it's easy to handle and safe to manage and keep. I found one via the web... the KODAK DX-3500. It was relatively cheaper compared to those $500 dollar Digital Cameras that just want to make me faint. It's less then $200.
At Island Photo at SM Bacoor, I saw an alternate model which had a boost of features compared to the KODAK DX-3500. Just add 100 to the model number and you'd get a very nifty KODAK DX-3600. Compared to the first one, the DX-3600 can record both audio and sound in a short video clip. The previous model can just record a video clip without sound and after my high school classmate Enrico showcased to me last year... sound/audio is important in capturing the moment. It enhances everything threefold.
Every guy has some kind of Gear to get very interested in.
I was convinced with the features of the DX-3600 compared to the DX-3500 and the difference in price isn't that big. I think in dollars it's still less then $200, which would make my mom faint up to now... but only if she could understand that those really expensive Digital Cameras out there could go out to a thousand dollars which would put anyone concerned in my family of four into a coma.
I'm also studying and learning facts by comparing models, company's, and prices. I just learned today that I don't need to look for a Digital Camera that can hold regular Film in it... I can print out from the saved and stored memory of a Digital Camera at Island Photo for a 4R or any size of my choice. It will save me film... plus, no wasted shots! If I don't like a picture, I delete it. I print out only the good ones.
Oh until those days. I will treasure that camera and protect it, at the same time capture my life more clearly and with a larger and stronger flash...
I developed a film of pictures, the last film roll from my 1st Semester of College. To bring the total amount of pictures taken in that one semester to a record-breaking 190 plus. Never once I've taken that amount of pictures in a time period such as that. In High School my Freshmen Year only had 15 pictures! My Sophomore Year gave out 60-something pictures. My Junior Year lashed out a little over 120 and My Senior Year captured a casual amount (by my standards) around 230 plus.
Already 190 in the past semester. Next Semester there's the Christmas Season, Part 2 of NSTP, Lasallian Days, and a host of other great events. *cracks knuckles* "I've just got started...".
The last roll of film I developed will be the last 3R since I'm changing format to developing a much more clear and larger 4R next Semester. I'm also switching album formats... I was going for BOOK #3 but Island Photo at SM Bacoor ran out of stock of those black background, 2-cell, and comfy and casual albums.
Plus the Lady said something that 3Rs are really starting to become out-of-date and that 4Rs have attached promos like a Free Kodak Album. I went with the lady and by the facts tha they ran out of my favorite album-type and that switching to a larger 4R and receiving a Free durable Kodak-giveaway album... why not?
I also had a new 2x2 picture taken, also one 8x10 picture to add to my mom and brother's 8x10 picture taking on Sunday. It's for our Identification Cards as dependents of a retired US Serviceman. It's a small ID card... a picture would probably be 1.5x1.5 on that little card. But the "Doc", (Lance and my doctor), Dr. Fernandez of Bacoor who's in charge of the Medical and Service Needs of Retired US Armed Forces peeps here in Cavite says it has to be submitted in an 8x10 format.
Geez.
In other news... as my brother has asked for this and that from my dad who is about to board a ship in the States, I've finally decided what I want. At first all I asked my dad was a few rolls of film and a pack of Video Tapes to record TV shows and other stuff would be it. Then my mom suggested my dad send me a watch... (thank you, i really need one because I keep bothering classmate Eric for the time) ... which was cool.
My all time physical "want" is a Digital Camera. It could be the cheap kind as long as it's easy to handle and safe to manage and keep. I found one via the web... the KODAK DX-3500. It was relatively cheaper compared to those $500 dollar Digital Cameras that just want to make me faint. It's less then $200.
At Island Photo at SM Bacoor, I saw an alternate model which had a boost of features compared to the KODAK DX-3500. Just add 100 to the model number and you'd get a very nifty KODAK DX-3600. Compared to the first one, the DX-3600 can record both audio and sound in a short video clip. The previous model can just record a video clip without sound and after my high school classmate Enrico showcased to me last year... sound/audio is important in capturing the moment. It enhances everything threefold.
Every guy has some kind of Gear to get very interested in.
I was convinced with the features of the DX-3600 compared to the DX-3500 and the difference in price isn't that big. I think in dollars it's still less then $200, which would make my mom faint up to now... but only if she could understand that those really expensive Digital Cameras out there could go out to a thousand dollars which would put anyone concerned in my family of four into a coma.
I'm also studying and learning facts by comparing models, company's, and prices. I just learned today that I don't need to look for a Digital Camera that can hold regular Film in it... I can print out from the saved and stored memory of a Digital Camera at Island Photo for a 4R or any size of my choice. It will save me film... plus, no wasted shots! If I don't like a picture, I delete it. I print out only the good ones.
Oh until those days. I will treasure that camera and protect it, at the same time capture my life more clearly and with a larger and stronger flash...
Sunday, October 20, 2002
I'll Blame the Masses of Fish in the Pacific-net Seas!
The internet this Sunday afternoon is so fucking slow. I'm speaking out of frustration now. At least I had the Final Countdown on MAGIC 89.9 to listen to. It just ended now with Magic Pick of the Week as the song by Jay-Z and Beyonce Knowles. I got irritated eyes from all the computer work as well. I need to just sit back and relax.
I'm having a hard time with working with files. I mean, the internet is so slow that I can't work as fast and as efficiently. I plan on re-doing the images under the ThirdCharM: Navigation area on the left side. But with a slow internet, I guess It'll have to show up tomorrow if not later tonight.
Grrrr. Frustrations!!
The internet this Sunday afternoon is so fucking slow. I'm speaking out of frustration now. At least I had the Final Countdown on MAGIC 89.9 to listen to. It just ended now with Magic Pick of the Week as the song by Jay-Z and Beyonce Knowles. I got irritated eyes from all the computer work as well. I need to just sit back and relax.
I'm having a hard time with working with files. I mean, the internet is so slow that I can't work as fast and as efficiently. I plan on re-doing the images under the ThirdCharM: Navigation area on the left side. But with a slow internet, I guess It'll have to show up tomorrow if not later tonight.
Grrrr. Frustrations!!
A Morning at My Parent's Home Barangay
Went to church already. It was a special mass for Sto. Rosario and the Hermana Mayor stuff. My mom has been a member there since way back and when we were abroad my late Grandmother would be the substitute.
The weather was hot at the same time it was my first visit to Bgy. Julugan as a College guy. Last time I went there was last summer I think. The place is the same... well the surroundings. It was my Grandmother's 1st Year Death Anniversary yesterday and my Grandfather's 1st is on November 17th. My grandparents' house has changed a bit. I saw an extension of a store on the front porch. I had flashbacks of back then when my family and I would arrive into that old house directly from NAIA. Now, that house was just there facing the dusts of time.
After the mass, there was the traditional parade and march towards the Hermana Mayor's house. The place wasn't so far and we took my cousin's tricycle. The house wasn't a house, it was a mansion in the middle of old houses. The place was set up okay and it was fairly quiet. People ate and they held a bunutan (pick a piece of paper) to see the Sto. Rosario 2003 peoples... which included the next Hermana Mayor and other related stuff like who would fund for a certain mass prior to next year's event.
We left for Blancaflor Photo where my mom and brother got their 8x10 photos taken for our US Retired Service Identification Card which expires next week. I hesitated and would get my 8x10 at SM Bacoor on Monday because all this morning my Gel "evaporated" in the heat which left me with a plain old bagsak (straight, boring, dull, going down hair) hairstyle... er... let's just say hair. That's what bothers me the most about my day... if I don't have Gel and my hair is just dull... I hate that!!
I txt'd my classmate Jerson and we cancelled our plan to going to the Gym today. (1) The gym is supposedly half day on Sundays AND (2) he has places to go with his friends and I feel like going home since it's a hot day.
Next stop was to get my brother some Prepaid which was at a store right across Jollybee Tanza and next door to the tasty and juicy Andoks Chicken. Inside both my brother and I bought a new casing. A blue and black one for his 3210 and a nice, clean, green one for my 3350. We left for home.
And now I'm at home on a Hot Sunday lunch hour. Joy and I spoke late last night and we both loaded our friends' blogs and journals and spoke about how they were doing. We agreed on the following: Erika is really into Literature, her blogs have nice fic references and fics themselves. Bryan on the other hand is someone we both agreed was posting a little bit depressing. Joy and I also enjoyed Candy's UJ and LJ... both with cute pictures... the one in Candy's LJ had a "scary" anime lady in black! Before we got to our blogs and journals which we saved for last, my mom told me to get off the phone and go to sleep because of this morning's mass.
Hopefully we can continue that call from last night. And I still want to talk to Enrico...
Went to church already. It was a special mass for Sto. Rosario and the Hermana Mayor stuff. My mom has been a member there since way back and when we were abroad my late Grandmother would be the substitute.
The weather was hot at the same time it was my first visit to Bgy. Julugan as a College guy. Last time I went there was last summer I think. The place is the same... well the surroundings. It was my Grandmother's 1st Year Death Anniversary yesterday and my Grandfather's 1st is on November 17th. My grandparents' house has changed a bit. I saw an extension of a store on the front porch. I had flashbacks of back then when my family and I would arrive into that old house directly from NAIA. Now, that house was just there facing the dusts of time.
After the mass, there was the traditional parade and march towards the Hermana Mayor's house. The place wasn't so far and we took my cousin's tricycle. The house wasn't a house, it was a mansion in the middle of old houses. The place was set up okay and it was fairly quiet. People ate and they held a bunutan (pick a piece of paper) to see the Sto. Rosario 2003 peoples... which included the next Hermana Mayor and other related stuff like who would fund for a certain mass prior to next year's event.
We left for Blancaflor Photo where my mom and brother got their 8x10 photos taken for our US Retired Service Identification Card which expires next week. I hesitated and would get my 8x10 at SM Bacoor on Monday because all this morning my Gel "evaporated" in the heat which left me with a plain old bagsak (straight, boring, dull, going down hair) hairstyle... er... let's just say hair. That's what bothers me the most about my day... if I don't have Gel and my hair is just dull... I hate that!!
I txt'd my classmate Jerson and we cancelled our plan to going to the Gym today. (1) The gym is supposedly half day on Sundays AND (2) he has places to go with his friends and I feel like going home since it's a hot day.
Next stop was to get my brother some Prepaid which was at a store right across Jollybee Tanza and next door to the tasty and juicy Andoks Chicken. Inside both my brother and I bought a new casing. A blue and black one for his 3210 and a nice, clean, green one for my 3350. We left for home.
And now I'm at home on a Hot Sunday lunch hour. Joy and I spoke late last night and we both loaded our friends' blogs and journals and spoke about how they were doing. We agreed on the following: Erika is really into Literature, her blogs have nice fic references and fics themselves. Bryan on the other hand is someone we both agreed was posting a little bit depressing. Joy and I also enjoyed Candy's UJ and LJ... both with cute pictures... the one in Candy's LJ had a "scary" anime lady in black! Before we got to our blogs and journals which we saved for last, my mom told me to get off the phone and go to sleep because of this morning's mass.
Hopefully we can continue that call from last night. And I still want to talk to Enrico...
Saturday, October 19, 2002
Thoughts Running through the Head
I encountered a High School classmate from back in 2nd Year. His name is Paulo Castor, who repeated a few levels but still prevailed later on unlike others who just dissolved after being asked to repeat a year level. I encountered him right outside the main gate of DLSU-D while I was with my classmates and about to board a Jeepnee to Ara's birthday. He's not in La Salle. The girl he was with wasn't in La Salle. They were just there. I'm glad I saw him too. He looked healthy and of course, older. He's what... 20 or 21 now?
My classmate Eric told me a horrifying story about movie theaters and cinemas. Something I wish he never told me!! Arrrg! It has got to be the most sadistic or darkest story I've heard recently. He told me he had a friend who has a friend who went to a movie theater. You know how dark it while the movie is showing right? Suddenly they felt some kind of syringe pierce through an arm or somewhere on them from behind and someone whispered or said "You're now infected with AIDS.". Of course, the people would freak out and rush to the clinic or go to the clinic and get checked. The result was POSITIVE for AIDS. I'll never enter a movie theater the same way again... and I'm a movie/tv junkie.
My brother has a blog, and has two friends who've started blogs as well. Iono, it's like a new generation of bloggers that I've spun. My children and grandchildren... Erika's great grand children!
I encountered a High School classmate from back in 2nd Year. His name is Paulo Castor, who repeated a few levels but still prevailed later on unlike others who just dissolved after being asked to repeat a year level. I encountered him right outside the main gate of DLSU-D while I was with my classmates and about to board a Jeepnee to Ara's birthday. He's not in La Salle. The girl he was with wasn't in La Salle. They were just there. I'm glad I saw him too. He looked healthy and of course, older. He's what... 20 or 21 now?
My classmate Eric told me a horrifying story about movie theaters and cinemas. Something I wish he never told me!! Arrrg! It has got to be the most sadistic or darkest story I've heard recently. He told me he had a friend who has a friend who went to a movie theater. You know how dark it while the movie is showing right? Suddenly they felt some kind of syringe pierce through an arm or somewhere on them from behind and someone whispered or said "You're now infected with AIDS.". Of course, the people would freak out and rush to the clinic or go to the clinic and get checked. The result was POSITIVE for AIDS. I'll never enter a movie theater the same way again... and I'm a movie/tv junkie.
My brother has a blog, and has two friends who've started blogs as well. Iono, it's like a new generation of bloggers that I've spun. My children and grandchildren... Erika's great grand children!
Friday, October 18, 2002
Swimming in a Sea of Students
The Damage Report - Semestral Break Edition - Week #1
The past week has been the first week of any kind of break from the activities of College. It's now the first of a three-week Semestral Break. This past week was spent mostly at home and working on the expansion pages of my blog. I didn't go out of the house a lot, and just stayed inside to rest.
On Wednesday I went to Bacoor with my mom and then to Dasmariñas with our driver so I could submit my NSTP Case Study, which I had only accomplished earlier this week.
On Thursday I had mowered the lawn for the first time. I mean, my parents always leave the job to the old-fashioned grass cutter with those big sissors. But heck, we live in an age of Technology... and a Lawn Mower from decades ago could save us time and money. My mom mowed the lawn, my brother did as well... and now it was my turn.
I was lazy to do it since it sounded like a hassle. When my mom asked me Thursday afternoon to mow the lawn, I was sitting comfortable in my air conditioned room editing images for my blog expansion page "Highschool G7". I went outside and then it was actually fun. It might sound stupid, but for a moment I wish I had more build and it was a hot day... my shirt was off and I was looking at a girl that looked like Maui Taylor next door.
*flash*
Forget that. Some kindah Amerikan dream yah know. *mimics flip-teasers & wannabes*
And this morning, today... Friday, was the first time for us to get our Class Cards at La Salle. I grew worried about my Kasaysayan, Ecology, and College Algebra. I met with Jerson, townmate and classmate, at McDo at 6:10AM and we left for La Salle on a jeepnee bound for Trece Martirez. Like always when we pass by Bryan's Ranch (best friend in HS, went to the states), I get a flashback when Lance and I are walking down the dirt road and the incomplete and unfinished swimming pool resort on the side.
At Trece Martirez City we encountered Jerson's classmate in his High School before, a girl named Katrina who is Nursing 1-3. I didn't know until later that this Katrina would be Candy's (from G7, high school) classmate. Woops. I never got to ask Katrina if Candy was her classmate. I did ask Katrina what section she was, she did say BSN1-3... and I asked her if she knew anyone named "Norman" who would be a dorm mate... I forgot that Norman was BSN1-5 or something, and there are eight blocks in First Year Nursing at La Salle. And of course, I forgot Candy's section at that moment.
Sorry Candy!
They started off at JFH 205 (BSN1-3) I think while Jerson and I arrived at La Salle and ran into the first Kubo. On the first Kubo was a beautiful sight. It was an arc of classmates waiting for other classmates. I missed them so much already, the moment was filled with greetings and smiles and laughing... you know.
I was happy. In just one week people already looked different. Jhen Arboleda looked blossomed. Classmate Maycee Mercado, who is also in the HF, looked fem-ee-neen! I mean, not that she wasn't before... but she's really the "Pretty Woman" walking down the street. The serious kind, who doesn't recognize it. I teased Maycee a little.
Kate had a nice haircut and seeing everyone again was like turning on television after not watching it for a week. It was a grand session where we meet again during the Semestral Break.
We flocked like pigeons and flying newspapers towards JFH 201, where we would get our first subject class card. And from there the scene got gruesome. Leading from PLS to the extremely crowded OSH, ERH, and MAH. I'll never look at those triplet buildings the same way again. It was crowded... it felt unorganized even if they tried to organize it... imagine the front doors of those three buildings OSH-ERH-MAH crowded like some early morning marketplace in some overpopulated district of the already overpopulated Shanghai.
Class Card after Class Card... those yellow class cards. I passed by Lance (HS-G7, Roommate) and Joam (Dormmate), some COM1-1 dudes minus Jerwyn, Judith, and bound-stateside Mariane.
Veejay and Chope (High School batchmates) passed by me at different times.
It was just this wild chase of following the schedule of our assigned times, rooms, and subjects. We managed to make a break for it and eat at good ol' Brejanah Cafe (the one down on the Alley). I passed by VPAPU Probees who remain faithfully kind to me after all I've done to them (leaving them). Not that leaving them is damaging to our friendships, but it makes me feel guilty to make the weight heavier on them as I bail out of VPAPU.
Then the VPAPU Officer, Kuya Eric, in charge of the Sponsorships that I haven't completed yet. That's One Grand in Peso Value due to them if I don't find any sponsors.
Forget that. HF-wise, Maycee went everywhere to sort out Pre-Reg (pre-rejh) for herself and her two companions in the HF in the class. Eric and I still agreed we'd just enroll with the rest of our classmates on October 30 instead of doing it early for Heraldo's sake. Heraldo isn't as demanding on our schedules as PAG is. VPAPU would have demanded more time next semester, especially next month during the Cultural Arts Month. And by worst the most damaging organization to the existance of a block schedule is being a probee or a member of the Teatro LaSalliana. Jhen, William, Athena, and Arjay face scraping off all subjects after 1500 hrs next semester and scrambling to reschedule it to a different time thus making them- IRREGS.
Irreg. I feared that too. I'm leaving VPAPU (I've left, but it's not official with the Officers and Adviser) which would mean leaving the demands of the PAG (Performing Arts Group, VPAPU is one of seven orgs there). HF, for goodness sakes is less demanding in terms of pressure and scheduling. Eric, Maycee, and I can retain our schedule and slide in perfectly with the rest of our Broadjourn classmates next semester. Thank you Ma'am Chiqui! Thank you... the powers that be of that newspaper office.
Irreg. Irreg from failed subjects. I didn't fail any subject which is an encouraging boost that I can do better. HF has a requirement that no grade fall below 1.75 in any subject. I have some subjects like Kasaysayan and College Algebra that fall slightly beneath that. Maycee has the same problem with one subject... and I don't think Eric has any problem with that policy. However, this is the least of my worries for some reason. Because I know I can improve next semester...
After going around La Salle a few times and going room to room and moving in hot, humid, and carbon monoxide halls... at around 3 o'clock PM after picking up our last Class Card which was General Psychology... I had declared inside myself that "I haven no failures!" at the same time surprise gradings in NSTP and GenPsy. On Monday this week I felt like NSTP would plummet to the ground, but it turned out to be tied with PE as my highest Class Card grade. And in GenPsy, it was the subject that gradually improved from the Prelim term. Subjects that flip flopped like live fish on the deck of a boat were Ecology, which is personally my worst due to a bad impression on the professor and the subject. Another would be Kasaysayan, which went up and down and stopped in the middle. Algebra remained stable... a subject I think I'm going to fail but in the end-result all that eye-squinting havok gets a passing grade on the card. Re-Ed was also just like Ecology, a bad presentation to the professor and the subject.
Enough about grades.
It was Arazelli's birthday.
*flash*
[host of The Amazing Race: "Teams must now proceed to Ara's house located kilometers down the road in a town named Silang."]
-- 45 Minutes Later --
From the traffic, jeepnee, and the loudness of Broadjourn classmates we finally arrived on a slightly higher altitude. Not as high as Tagaytay, but it felt like "half way" or at least a little.
Camille, Jerson, Kate, Eric, Jess, Jhen, William, Cindy, Tina, Badge, and myself joined Ara at her house. It was great food. RX 93.1, Eric's favorite radio station (versus) my MAGIC 89.9 (hahaha)... barbeque... cake... orange juice or soda... rice... menudo... good food! Thanks Ara.
Ara did get some pictures of the event, hopefully we can get it for our Block Site next Month.
After spending a while at Ara's house in Silang, we had to go home since we all lived in different places. From San Pedro Laguna or something like that all the way to Metro Manila (William) and Tanza (Jerson and I). Even as far as Alfonso, which the route they take would bring you past the Tagaytay Rotonda. (Tina, Badge, and Cindy towards Silang Bayan).
We bagged an SM Jeepnee and Jerson and I would be the survivors of that ride. We spent an hour and a half I bet. From sunset to dark evening. From Silang highlands down to night time SM City Bacoor. We dropped off Tope (William) and the Laguna peeps in Dasmariñas. Jhen at Salitran-Dasma exit. Camille in Imus in front of 7-11 and the Lotus area. And Eric in Bacoor before SM.
Jerson and I made ourselves into SM Bacoor so he could return his Video City tapes. There I looked around, then we looked at the department store for the sake of being at SM at an earlier time (like 6-8pm) instead of late like 9 or 10pm. I bought myself a new file case for next Semester... grey with blue handles. I ate at the Food Court and we commuted home via Tanza-Bacao on a baby bus.
We passed by the Kawit Fire Station, still lit under the orange light. We even stopped there to pick people up.
Significance?
*flashback*
I'm in my white polo and grey pants... Atheneum Uniform. I'm getting on the baby bus bound for Bacao-Tanza from the Fire Station. Chope's beige bag... Bryan's black and grey bag...
*flash*
Memories of High School. So recently...
We arrived at DAC (Daang-Amaya Crossing) and we split from the exact area we first met each other about 14 hours before. Jerson took another ride for his house in Tanza down the road while I took a tricycle and got home to catch the ending of Survivor V's 5th Episode where Stephanie was voted out.
What a week. I'm tired. And I'm going back to work...
The Damage Report - Semestral Break Edition - Week #1
The past week has been the first week of any kind of break from the activities of College. It's now the first of a three-week Semestral Break. This past week was spent mostly at home and working on the expansion pages of my blog. I didn't go out of the house a lot, and just stayed inside to rest.
On Wednesday I went to Bacoor with my mom and then to Dasmariñas with our driver so I could submit my NSTP Case Study, which I had only accomplished earlier this week.
On Thursday I had mowered the lawn for the first time. I mean, my parents always leave the job to the old-fashioned grass cutter with those big sissors. But heck, we live in an age of Technology... and a Lawn Mower from decades ago could save us time and money. My mom mowed the lawn, my brother did as well... and now it was my turn.
I was lazy to do it since it sounded like a hassle. When my mom asked me Thursday afternoon to mow the lawn, I was sitting comfortable in my air conditioned room editing images for my blog expansion page "Highschool G7". I went outside and then it was actually fun. It might sound stupid, but for a moment I wish I had more build and it was a hot day... my shirt was off and I was looking at a girl that looked like Maui Taylor next door.
*flash*
Forget that. Some kindah Amerikan dream yah know. *mimics flip-teasers & wannabes*
And this morning, today... Friday, was the first time for us to get our Class Cards at La Salle. I grew worried about my Kasaysayan, Ecology, and College Algebra. I met with Jerson, townmate and classmate, at McDo at 6:10AM and we left for La Salle on a jeepnee bound for Trece Martirez. Like always when we pass by Bryan's Ranch (best friend in HS, went to the states), I get a flashback when Lance and I are walking down the dirt road and the incomplete and unfinished swimming pool resort on the side.
At Trece Martirez City we encountered Jerson's classmate in his High School before, a girl named Katrina who is Nursing 1-3. I didn't know until later that this Katrina would be Candy's (from G7, high school) classmate. Woops. I never got to ask Katrina if Candy was her classmate. I did ask Katrina what section she was, she did say BSN1-3... and I asked her if she knew anyone named "Norman" who would be a dorm mate... I forgot that Norman was BSN1-5 or something, and there are eight blocks in First Year Nursing at La Salle. And of course, I forgot Candy's section at that moment.
Sorry Candy!
They started off at JFH 205 (BSN1-3) I think while Jerson and I arrived at La Salle and ran into the first Kubo. On the first Kubo was a beautiful sight. It was an arc of classmates waiting for other classmates. I missed them so much already, the moment was filled with greetings and smiles and laughing... you know.
I was happy. In just one week people already looked different. Jhen Arboleda looked blossomed. Classmate Maycee Mercado, who is also in the HF, looked fem-ee-neen! I mean, not that she wasn't before... but she's really the "Pretty Woman" walking down the street. The serious kind, who doesn't recognize it. I teased Maycee a little.
Kate had a nice haircut and seeing everyone again was like turning on television after not watching it for a week. It was a grand session where we meet again during the Semestral Break.
We flocked like pigeons and flying newspapers towards JFH 201, where we would get our first subject class card. And from there the scene got gruesome. Leading from PLS to the extremely crowded OSH, ERH, and MAH. I'll never look at those triplet buildings the same way again. It was crowded... it felt unorganized even if they tried to organize it... imagine the front doors of those three buildings OSH-ERH-MAH crowded like some early morning marketplace in some overpopulated district of the already overpopulated Shanghai.
Class Card after Class Card... those yellow class cards. I passed by Lance (HS-G7, Roommate) and Joam (Dormmate), some COM1-1 dudes minus Jerwyn, Judith, and bound-stateside Mariane.
Veejay and Chope (High School batchmates) passed by me at different times.
It was just this wild chase of following the schedule of our assigned times, rooms, and subjects. We managed to make a break for it and eat at good ol' Brejanah Cafe (the one down on the Alley). I passed by VPAPU Probees who remain faithfully kind to me after all I've done to them (leaving them). Not that leaving them is damaging to our friendships, but it makes me feel guilty to make the weight heavier on them as I bail out of VPAPU.
Then the VPAPU Officer, Kuya Eric, in charge of the Sponsorships that I haven't completed yet. That's One Grand in Peso Value due to them if I don't find any sponsors.
Forget that. HF-wise, Maycee went everywhere to sort out Pre-Reg (pre-rejh) for herself and her two companions in the HF in the class. Eric and I still agreed we'd just enroll with the rest of our classmates on October 30 instead of doing it early for Heraldo's sake. Heraldo isn't as demanding on our schedules as PAG is. VPAPU would have demanded more time next semester, especially next month during the Cultural Arts Month. And by worst the most damaging organization to the existance of a block schedule is being a probee or a member of the Teatro LaSalliana. Jhen, William, Athena, and Arjay face scraping off all subjects after 1500 hrs next semester and scrambling to reschedule it to a different time thus making them- IRREGS.
Irreg. I feared that too. I'm leaving VPAPU (I've left, but it's not official with the Officers and Adviser) which would mean leaving the demands of the PAG (Performing Arts Group, VPAPU is one of seven orgs there). HF, for goodness sakes is less demanding in terms of pressure and scheduling. Eric, Maycee, and I can retain our schedule and slide in perfectly with the rest of our Broadjourn classmates next semester. Thank you Ma'am Chiqui! Thank you... the powers that be of that newspaper office.
Irreg. Irreg from failed subjects. I didn't fail any subject which is an encouraging boost that I can do better. HF has a requirement that no grade fall below 1.75 in any subject. I have some subjects like Kasaysayan and College Algebra that fall slightly beneath that. Maycee has the same problem with one subject... and I don't think Eric has any problem with that policy. However, this is the least of my worries for some reason. Because I know I can improve next semester...
After going around La Salle a few times and going room to room and moving in hot, humid, and carbon monoxide halls... at around 3 o'clock PM after picking up our last Class Card which was General Psychology... I had declared inside myself that "I haven no failures!" at the same time surprise gradings in NSTP and GenPsy. On Monday this week I felt like NSTP would plummet to the ground, but it turned out to be tied with PE as my highest Class Card grade. And in GenPsy, it was the subject that gradually improved from the Prelim term. Subjects that flip flopped like live fish on the deck of a boat were Ecology, which is personally my worst due to a bad impression on the professor and the subject. Another would be Kasaysayan, which went up and down and stopped in the middle. Algebra remained stable... a subject I think I'm going to fail but in the end-result all that eye-squinting havok gets a passing grade on the card. Re-Ed was also just like Ecology, a bad presentation to the professor and the subject.
Enough about grades.
It was Arazelli's birthday.
*flash*
[host of The Amazing Race: "Teams must now proceed to Ara's house located kilometers down the road in a town named Silang."]
-- 45 Minutes Later --
From the traffic, jeepnee, and the loudness of Broadjourn classmates we finally arrived on a slightly higher altitude. Not as high as Tagaytay, but it felt like "half way" or at least a little.
Camille, Jerson, Kate, Eric, Jess, Jhen, William, Cindy, Tina, Badge, and myself joined Ara at her house. It was great food. RX 93.1, Eric's favorite radio station (versus) my MAGIC 89.9 (hahaha)... barbeque... cake... orange juice or soda... rice... menudo... good food! Thanks Ara.
Ara did get some pictures of the event, hopefully we can get it for our Block Site next Month.
After spending a while at Ara's house in Silang, we had to go home since we all lived in different places. From San Pedro Laguna or something like that all the way to Metro Manila (William) and Tanza (Jerson and I). Even as far as Alfonso, which the route they take would bring you past the Tagaytay Rotonda. (Tina, Badge, and Cindy towards Silang Bayan).
We bagged an SM Jeepnee and Jerson and I would be the survivors of that ride. We spent an hour and a half I bet. From sunset to dark evening. From Silang highlands down to night time SM City Bacoor. We dropped off Tope (William) and the Laguna peeps in Dasmariñas. Jhen at Salitran-Dasma exit. Camille in Imus in front of 7-11 and the Lotus area. And Eric in Bacoor before SM.
Jerson and I made ourselves into SM Bacoor so he could return his Video City tapes. There I looked around, then we looked at the department store for the sake of being at SM at an earlier time (like 6-8pm) instead of late like 9 or 10pm. I bought myself a new file case for next Semester... grey with blue handles. I ate at the Food Court and we commuted home via Tanza-Bacao on a baby bus.
We passed by the Kawit Fire Station, still lit under the orange light. We even stopped there to pick people up.
Significance?
*flashback*
I'm in my white polo and grey pants... Atheneum Uniform. I'm getting on the baby bus bound for Bacao-Tanza from the Fire Station. Chope's beige bag... Bryan's black and grey bag...
*flash*
Memories of High School. So recently...
We arrived at DAC (Daang-Amaya Crossing) and we split from the exact area we first met each other about 14 hours before. Jerson took another ride for his house in Tanza down the road while I took a tricycle and got home to catch the ending of Survivor V's 5th Episode where Stephanie was voted out.
What a week. I'm tired. And I'm going back to work...
ThirdCharM: Broadcast Musketeer - "The Pages"
It's almost done. Actually, it's about 90% done. The only things holding it back is that some pictures need to be uploaded (about 15 minutes more of uploading) and that it needs to be tuned up and double-checked for any dramatic errors. But all in all, it's just about done.
Another problem, it's half past Midnight on Friday, October 18th 2002. Class Card Distribution is today. I'm going to meet with Jerson in less then six hours so I should get some sleep. I'll upload the rest on Friday night and tune it up as well. "The Pages" should be available and published on or before Saturday.
It's almost done. Actually, it's about 90% done. The only things holding it back is that some pictures need to be uploaded (about 15 minutes more of uploading) and that it needs to be tuned up and double-checked for any dramatic errors. But all in all, it's just about done.
Another problem, it's half past Midnight on Friday, October 18th 2002. Class Card Distribution is today. I'm going to meet with Jerson in less then six hours so I should get some sleep. I'll upload the rest on Friday night and tune it up as well. "The Pages" should be available and published on or before Saturday.
Wednesday, October 16, 2002
If you think I'm not blogging lately...
Well guess what? You're wrong!! I've been spending the past two to three days working on expansion or "The Pages" of this blog which would include a special page about my High School friends, a FAQ, a Profile, a Gallery (which is taking ages to decide which of my pictures gets put up), and a page about frequently mentioned people in this blog that the reader would usually get confused about.
It's tiring. But promise, before Friday you've got yourself a load of things to look at here at this blog.
Wheew.
By the way, I'm obsessed with the song "Die Another Day" by Madonna. So obsessed that my desktop background went "Jynx" (Halle Berry) from 007 Die Another Day, and that I've watched "Tomorrow Never Dies" and "The World is Not Enough" once these past few days just to recollect the theme songs of the two past Bond films.
Well guess what? You're wrong!! I've been spending the past two to three days working on expansion or "The Pages" of this blog which would include a special page about my High School friends, a FAQ, a Profile, a Gallery (which is taking ages to decide which of my pictures gets put up), and a page about frequently mentioned people in this blog that the reader would usually get confused about.
It's tiring. But promise, before Friday you've got yourself a load of things to look at here at this blog.
Wheew.
By the way, I'm obsessed with the song "Die Another Day" by Madonna. So obsessed that my desktop background went "Jynx" (Halle Berry) from 007 Die Another Day, and that I've watched "Tomorrow Never Dies" and "The World is Not Enough" once these past few days just to recollect the theme songs of the two past Bond films.
Saturday, October 12, 2002
TWILIGHT OF THE SEMESTER
The Damage Report - Special Edition - Week #18
NOTE: this is a post that is made to give a summary of events that has happened at DLSU-D during the finished week.
I've covered much of this Exams week with the previous three postings, and the feeling this past week is bittersweet light. Like Diet Coke or Fat-Free Chips. It was a conclusion to some kind of beginning. A conclusion... at the same time not quite.
The Finals was throughout this week. I felt like every paper with notes on it and every moment spent thinking was like walking across a thin and wooden bridge. The thin line between passing and failing. It didn't feel good. My High School bad habits of cramming and just drifting versus the challenges of College... it was a risking thing this first Semester and I still did my best to break those habits and start new and strongly positive habits.
The results await next Friday during Class Card Distribution.
And a way to conclude the week was different. Instead of most other people who after their exams would just make themselves a way for home to relax and rest, I spent mine with some JOU1-1 classmates taking charge and helping out the AB Com Seniors with their first annual "Awards Night". I wore all black (just like those times in VPAPU) and worked on Documentation. Not that I was assigned to Documentation, but it's just that I had a feeling that this night thru the lens of my camera and for our Block Site and "Secret Surprise" the webmasters have for JOU1-1 at the opening of next semester... that this event had to be covered. It had to be documented. It just had to.
The night was also the very last night of the First Semester, our first semester of college. The music playing, the scenes with my classmates working as usherettes or as runners, even as intermission performers... it felt like it could all be pieced together to form some kind of "Season Ender" trailer for TV. I had it all in my head. I'll put it down. Take note, I didn't make any of the scenes up... I really pieced together elements of the past week. Warning, it's a fairly short trailer!
[Husky Voiceover: "On the Season One Finale of St. La Salle..."]
[soft piano tune in the background. daytime. at DLSU-D chapel. fade-transitions.]
[george, jerson, and camille quietly studying their ecology notes]
[Husky Voiceover: "...an end to a beginning."]
[George: "Let's just say, our TIME is at 11am instead of 12pm. That way, we'll study better, fake cramming..."
Jerson laughs, Camille smiles.]
[transition. soft piano tunes continue. faces of JOU1-1 classmates show.]
[tina and some classmates on the 2nd floor of LCDC point at a car on the road with a cellphone number printed in black letters on their back window. laughing. transition.]
[transition of classmates taking their Algebra exam.]
[Husky Voiceover: "After all their first tastes of hard work..."]
[transition. eric opens his bag and gives some new issues of Heraldo Filipino to classmates outside the LCDC]
[transition. classmates leaving a kubo at sunset after a meeting.]
[Husky Voiceover: "...it's a time to rest..."]
[fade out]
[change background music from soft piano tunes to "Come On (Get Up!)" by Janet Jackson]
[Husky Voiceover: "...or in some cases, a time to dance..."]
[flash dance scene of JOU1-1 on stage performing in front of the AB Com Seniors]
[flash transition to usherettes running on the side. jhen, cindy, kate, joanna in dresses tending to guests.]
[flash transition of happy AB Com seniors and Mr. Tolentino on the stage announcing winners]
[flash transition of lots of picture takings within the JOU1-1 class outside on the stairs]
[Husky Voiceover: "...the season ender of St. La Salle."]
["St. La Salle" logo shimmers onto the screen as the background of the JOU1-1 performers dancing becomes blurry.]
[fade out music and screen.]
Corny!! But imagine if it was really made, put on television, and beefed up. Call me a TV Junkie.
Anyways the night was fun, tiring for some classmates and I did understand. I felt honored to have been able to see in front of me history in the making with the 1st Annual Awards' Night. Our class should have felt honored as well to be helping out, and to be performing in front of the AB Com seniors... the masters and mistresses of Mass Media here at La Salle.
We had several pictures taken, almost 30. That's a lot for a single event and it left me satisfied, you know, with a left-over smile. "Yes, I covered it!!" I say to myself. My classmates on the other hand still had a long way to get home so I did understand how they had to leave- pronto, after the Awards' night.
JOU1-1 seemed to be the only zealous block section to help out the seniors of AB Com, not to boast! I mean, COM1-3, our brothers and sisters... were assigned to do certain tasks but all they did was perform. They repeated what they did from the Acquaintance Party back last August. Well, at least they showed themselves! I didn't see any 2nd year AB Com, specifically COM2-2 who were assigned to certain tasks as well. Maybe they were there... somewhere.
At least we did our part, we helped!! It was fun in the process. My classmates William, Mendy, Bianca, and Jeremy performed new moves (they didn't revive a previous performance) and a new song for the AB Com seniors. Like in the background music of my imaginary "Season Finale" trailer, they really performed to Janet Jackson's song "Come on, Get Up!"... a great song to put in more beats on a momentous occasion for the AB Com.
After that, I hit the dorms where only five or six remained. I was the only one in F3. Jan went home already. Lance moved out. Lance really moved out. He completely evacuated all his belongings... it was all gone! Jan, who might be moving out of La Salle next Semester, didn't move out his belongings yet. Already, I spoke to Lance, Jan, and Joel on who would move in next Semester if Jan would leave. I voted for Joel already, meaning Joel wouldn't have to always be down the hall leaving his stuff in our room. He'd be here in F3, and we could study together or talk more and go jogging on schedule.
Joseph from F5 and Joel from F11 slept at F3 with me since we were very few in a mysterious, and oftenly felt "haunted" dorm during the nights. Again, the feeling was like the flow of college life left on vacation early leaving behind an empty campus.
I woke up the next morning alone. And then someone's at the door. It's my mom knocking on it.
My first Semester had ended, it was time go home.
Thank you for the instant memories.
Thank you for the great times I'm had and having with new Friends in College.
Thank you for the technology that lets me know my friends of the past are still okay.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
The Damage Report - Special Edition - Week #18
NOTE: this is a post that is made to give a summary of events that has happened at DLSU-D during the finished week.
I've covered much of this Exams week with the previous three postings, and the feeling this past week is bittersweet light. Like Diet Coke or Fat-Free Chips. It was a conclusion to some kind of beginning. A conclusion... at the same time not quite.
The Finals was throughout this week. I felt like every paper with notes on it and every moment spent thinking was like walking across a thin and wooden bridge. The thin line between passing and failing. It didn't feel good. My High School bad habits of cramming and just drifting versus the challenges of College... it was a risking thing this first Semester and I still did my best to break those habits and start new and strongly positive habits.
The results await next Friday during Class Card Distribution.
And a way to conclude the week was different. Instead of most other people who after their exams would just make themselves a way for home to relax and rest, I spent mine with some JOU1-1 classmates taking charge and helping out the AB Com Seniors with their first annual "Awards Night". I wore all black (just like those times in VPAPU) and worked on Documentation. Not that I was assigned to Documentation, but it's just that I had a feeling that this night thru the lens of my camera and for our Block Site and "Secret Surprise" the webmasters have for JOU1-1 at the opening of next semester... that this event had to be covered. It had to be documented. It just had to.
The night was also the very last night of the First Semester, our first semester of college. The music playing, the scenes with my classmates working as usherettes or as runners, even as intermission performers... it felt like it could all be pieced together to form some kind of "Season Ender" trailer for TV. I had it all in my head. I'll put it down. Take note, I didn't make any of the scenes up... I really pieced together elements of the past week. Warning, it's a fairly short trailer!
[Husky Voiceover: "On the Season One Finale of St. La Salle..."]
[soft piano tune in the background. daytime. at DLSU-D chapel. fade-transitions.]
[george, jerson, and camille quietly studying their ecology notes]
[Husky Voiceover: "...an end to a beginning."]
[George: "Let's just say, our TIME is at 11am instead of 12pm. That way, we'll study better, fake cramming..."
Jerson laughs, Camille smiles.]
[transition. soft piano tunes continue. faces of JOU1-1 classmates show.]
[tina and some classmates on the 2nd floor of LCDC point at a car on the road with a cellphone number printed in black letters on their back window. laughing. transition.]
[transition of classmates taking their Algebra exam.]
[Husky Voiceover: "After all their first tastes of hard work..."]
[transition. eric opens his bag and gives some new issues of Heraldo Filipino to classmates outside the LCDC]
[transition. classmates leaving a kubo at sunset after a meeting.]
[Husky Voiceover: "...it's a time to rest..."]
[fade out]
[change background music from soft piano tunes to "Come On (Get Up!)" by Janet Jackson]
[Husky Voiceover: "...or in some cases, a time to dance..."]
[flash dance scene of JOU1-1 on stage performing in front of the AB Com Seniors]
[flash transition to usherettes running on the side. jhen, cindy, kate, joanna in dresses tending to guests.]
[flash transition of happy AB Com seniors and Mr. Tolentino on the stage announcing winners]
[flash transition of lots of picture takings within the JOU1-1 class outside on the stairs]
[Husky Voiceover: "...the season ender of St. La Salle."]
["St. La Salle" logo shimmers onto the screen as the background of the JOU1-1 performers dancing becomes blurry.]
[fade out music and screen.]
Corny!! But imagine if it was really made, put on television, and beefed up. Call me a TV Junkie.
Anyways the night was fun, tiring for some classmates and I did understand. I felt honored to have been able to see in front of me history in the making with the 1st Annual Awards' Night. Our class should have felt honored as well to be helping out, and to be performing in front of the AB Com seniors... the masters and mistresses of Mass Media here at La Salle.
We had several pictures taken, almost 30. That's a lot for a single event and it left me satisfied, you know, with a left-over smile. "Yes, I covered it!!" I say to myself. My classmates on the other hand still had a long way to get home so I did understand how they had to leave- pronto, after the Awards' night.
JOU1-1 seemed to be the only zealous block section to help out the seniors of AB Com, not to boast! I mean, COM1-3, our brothers and sisters... were assigned to do certain tasks but all they did was perform. They repeated what they did from the Acquaintance Party back last August. Well, at least they showed themselves! I didn't see any 2nd year AB Com, specifically COM2-2 who were assigned to certain tasks as well. Maybe they were there... somewhere.
At least we did our part, we helped!! It was fun in the process. My classmates William, Mendy, Bianca, and Jeremy performed new moves (they didn't revive a previous performance) and a new song for the AB Com seniors. Like in the background music of my imaginary "Season Finale" trailer, they really performed to Janet Jackson's song "Come on, Get Up!"... a great song to put in more beats on a momentous occasion for the AB Com.
After that, I hit the dorms where only five or six remained. I was the only one in F3. Jan went home already. Lance moved out. Lance really moved out. He completely evacuated all his belongings... it was all gone! Jan, who might be moving out of La Salle next Semester, didn't move out his belongings yet. Already, I spoke to Lance, Jan, and Joel on who would move in next Semester if Jan would leave. I voted for Joel already, meaning Joel wouldn't have to always be down the hall leaving his stuff in our room. He'd be here in F3, and we could study together or talk more and go jogging on schedule.
Joseph from F5 and Joel from F11 slept at F3 with me since we were very few in a mysterious, and oftenly felt "haunted" dorm during the nights. Again, the feeling was like the flow of college life left on vacation early leaving behind an empty campus.
I woke up the next morning alone. And then someone's at the door. It's my mom knocking on it.
My first Semester had ended, it was time go home.
Thank you for the instant memories.
Thank you for the great times I'm had and having with new Friends in College.
Thank you for the technology that lets me know my friends of the past are still okay.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Wednesday, October 09, 2002
An Evening of Gathering by the Television and PC Screen
Lots of suprising events or little things have occured recently. Well last night was where I can start. I left ERS from making the previous entry and ran into Dorm mates Lance and Joel on the way out to eat. I told them it's still early and maybe we could hang at the dorm. Just then as the skies got darker and the Acacia trees more mystical, Judith the Filipina from Jordan and from neighboring COM1-1 arrived.
I hadn't seen her for a while now so I introduced her to Lance and Joel. I got her to speak her four languages to Lance and Joel. She's from Jordan as Lance was from Germany as Joel was from Indonesia as I was from Japan.
Then Brian the "dorm mate from Kuwait" and classmate of HS batchmate Veejay Siongco passed by. We sort of jumbled up into this group like some filter on a drain. We reached the on-campus girls' dorm lobby to where my classmate Danielle returned Joel's CD and Tape from last week's Variety Show in Literature.
Judith also had to return some notebook to a classmate she had and she took off. The three of us went to the room to hang for a few minutes.
The three of us ate at Fiat later, much to my disapproval since we did eat there Monday night and had a very long conversation about DJs on Radio with Ate Precious. The three of us ate a very delicious Pork Spareribs Sinigang while we enjoyed some background music and a few more rounds of free rice in a bowl. Ate Precious questioned Joel why he wasn't eating his Pork. I stared at his bowl for a moment and noticed that Joel dumped his soup on the rice and flooded his plate at the same time the Spareribs inside the bowl started to turn cold and dry.
He doesn't really like Pork. Where have I heard that before? I think back in High School... ^_~
I thought we'd get off easy without an extended conversation about Radio again when suddenly Ate Precious started talking about it again to me. It all concluded that I have the option on submitting a demo tape to her, and she will personally hand it to King DJ Logan of Magic 89.9, my all time favorite radio station. She's friends with many DJs, she was once a DJ herself but she didn't quite reach the mainstream. But like she said the night before, once you've tapped into the world of the Radio... you're bound to have friends in different stations and a whole truckload of free tickets and fun for the next decade.
I was caught by suprise with the whole Demo Tape thing. Yes, I do want to be any man in the Media. From a writer up to a disk jockey... anything and I'll give it a try. Campus Patrol of Magic 89.9?! I agree with her that it's worth a shot, but right now I just found out that I had a voice and now I want to work on it first.
Let's stash that for a moment.
We reached back into the dorms and there it was still early, around 7:30PM. Samurai X finished and then it was Dawson's Creek, a very old rerun... as in, when they were all still in Capeside. I didn't bother and instead witnessed before me the semi-conclusion of the Dorm Dilemma that is about the Missing Items of last August. Remember Sharif the true foreign guy from Jordan? He moved out because someone took his camera. The suspect was already alleged by many. A missing cellphone, a missing pair of shades, a set of prepaid cards that were missing... but no proof.
Until yesterday.
While I received a Txt from A3 (opposite our room, F3, on the girls side) and they told me to raise the volume of my television so they can watch the Creek. I was shy and instantly confined to my bed, not wanting them to see me walk around. But the drama outside was developing even further so I went outside. The victim, Sharif and the proven suspect, "Dino" (not real name), where at the E-House or Lobby having a confrontation in front of the Sisters and Matrons. Sharif somehow passed by earlier and my dorm neighbors informed him.
Anyways, "Dino" was in my room watching Samurai X. "Dino" is always in our room. I stay alert when he's inside the room. "Dino" isn't a bad guy. He's intelligent, fluent in English, and I bet the girls like him a lot. He's in a very honorable course too. But all that crashes to the ground with his problem. Cleptomaniac? Is that the word? Iono, must look it up.
"Dino" retreated to my room just at the end of Dawson's Creek. At the same time I had just met Mark from the first room of the men's dorm, F1. To think of it, why did we just meet now? It's the Finals and we just met after all these weeks? Anyways to quickly throw this in, Mark is as deep into movies as I am as deep into television shows. He said he wants to practice english with me and I think we just opened up a friendship...
...a friendship that opened at exactly the right time. If "Dino" entered the room with me just staring at the TV and knowing him, his actions, his past, his present... I don't know how I'd do it. I don't know how I'd be able to say "Hey Dino, want some chips?".
"Dino" entered with dried tears in his eyes, that Sharif that Lance and I miss having over and laughing with us really did something to "Dino".
The next big thing was the SMALLVILLE Series Premiere on Philippine Television. I gathered a handful of neighbors and we quickly entered the room and turned off all the lights and looked at our television screen... the first scenes of Smallville.
-- 57 Minutes Later --
I was left in a trauma. The show was excellent!! It will be just as strong as my love for Charmed!! I couldn't tell if it was the way the show and the storyline and the cinematic background music or Kristin Kreuk's eyes... but I just loved the show!! I reacted by txting my Kuya Luigi of the CharmedPH and SmallvillePH forums.
The room emptied and I tried to study for Algebra and Literature for the following day. However, I just couldn't. Kurt was now at the extremest of low with his deep love of a HS batchmate of mine, at the same time I was thinking after Smallville in my room that my neighbors would be sleeping... instead- next door in F4 a dozen pairs of slippers were piled up and bunched up by the screen door under the orange light and inside it was dark and Anthony's PC screen was on and the movie "Sorority Boys" was showing. No wonder I heard bursts of laughing time to time in my lonely room.
Down in F6, they were lively with illegal Rice Cookers and food, lights, Brian on the computer, and Joel, Lance, and the rest of the Kuwaiti dudes playing rounds of Magic.
And at the very end of the hall, F11... compared to the sentimental tunes and the dim lighting of the room that Kurt put up to express his love of a high school batchmate... it was changed, it was scary. The music was "painful rock", like that of Korn or something, and the lights were totally off. He was in the corner, and his head was wrapped totally with his bonnet, and only the blue light of his phone hitting him. He's depressed.
I retreated to F3, and everytime I'm near the bed I fell sleepy. With Literature and Algebra notes to study, I just wasn't in it anymore. I ate marshmallows, drank water, had Magic flakes, had the TV on different channels every few minutes on low volume... but still no influence to study well. I studied moderately, but I wanted to study well. "Red Dragon", the prequel to "Silence of the Lambs" in connection with "Hannibal" was showing in F6... my room mate Jan brought it. That kept F3 empty until 2AM.
Around 12MN, I decided to re-adjust my bed and move it to a different position for the first time since I moved into the dorm about four months ago.
Then I fell asleep.
Lots of suprising events or little things have occured recently. Well last night was where I can start. I left ERS from making the previous entry and ran into Dorm mates Lance and Joel on the way out to eat. I told them it's still early and maybe we could hang at the dorm. Just then as the skies got darker and the Acacia trees more mystical, Judith the Filipina from Jordan and from neighboring COM1-1 arrived.
I hadn't seen her for a while now so I introduced her to Lance and Joel. I got her to speak her four languages to Lance and Joel. She's from Jordan as Lance was from Germany as Joel was from Indonesia as I was from Japan.
Then Brian the "dorm mate from Kuwait" and classmate of HS batchmate Veejay Siongco passed by. We sort of jumbled up into this group like some filter on a drain. We reached the on-campus girls' dorm lobby to where my classmate Danielle returned Joel's CD and Tape from last week's Variety Show in Literature.
Judith also had to return some notebook to a classmate she had and she took off. The three of us went to the room to hang for a few minutes.
The three of us ate at Fiat later, much to my disapproval since we did eat there Monday night and had a very long conversation about DJs on Radio with Ate Precious. The three of us ate a very delicious Pork Spareribs Sinigang while we enjoyed some background music and a few more rounds of free rice in a bowl. Ate Precious questioned Joel why he wasn't eating his Pork. I stared at his bowl for a moment and noticed that Joel dumped his soup on the rice and flooded his plate at the same time the Spareribs inside the bowl started to turn cold and dry.
He doesn't really like Pork. Where have I heard that before? I think back in High School... ^_~
I thought we'd get off easy without an extended conversation about Radio again when suddenly Ate Precious started talking about it again to me. It all concluded that I have the option on submitting a demo tape to her, and she will personally hand it to King DJ Logan of Magic 89.9, my all time favorite radio station. She's friends with many DJs, she was once a DJ herself but she didn't quite reach the mainstream. But like she said the night before, once you've tapped into the world of the Radio... you're bound to have friends in different stations and a whole truckload of free tickets and fun for the next decade.
I was caught by suprise with the whole Demo Tape thing. Yes, I do want to be any man in the Media. From a writer up to a disk jockey... anything and I'll give it a try. Campus Patrol of Magic 89.9?! I agree with her that it's worth a shot, but right now I just found out that I had a voice and now I want to work on it first.
Let's stash that for a moment.
We reached back into the dorms and there it was still early, around 7:30PM. Samurai X finished and then it was Dawson's Creek, a very old rerun... as in, when they were all still in Capeside. I didn't bother and instead witnessed before me the semi-conclusion of the Dorm Dilemma that is about the Missing Items of last August. Remember Sharif the true foreign guy from Jordan? He moved out because someone took his camera. The suspect was already alleged by many. A missing cellphone, a missing pair of shades, a set of prepaid cards that were missing... but no proof.
Until yesterday.
While I received a Txt from A3 (opposite our room, F3, on the girls side) and they told me to raise the volume of my television so they can watch the Creek. I was shy and instantly confined to my bed, not wanting them to see me walk around. But the drama outside was developing even further so I went outside. The victim, Sharif and the proven suspect, "Dino" (not real name), where at the E-House or Lobby having a confrontation in front of the Sisters and Matrons. Sharif somehow passed by earlier and my dorm neighbors informed him.
Anyways, "Dino" was in my room watching Samurai X. "Dino" is always in our room. I stay alert when he's inside the room. "Dino" isn't a bad guy. He's intelligent, fluent in English, and I bet the girls like him a lot. He's in a very honorable course too. But all that crashes to the ground with his problem. Cleptomaniac? Is that the word? Iono, must look it up.
"Dino" retreated to my room just at the end of Dawson's Creek. At the same time I had just met Mark from the first room of the men's dorm, F1. To think of it, why did we just meet now? It's the Finals and we just met after all these weeks? Anyways to quickly throw this in, Mark is as deep into movies as I am as deep into television shows. He said he wants to practice english with me and I think we just opened up a friendship...
...a friendship that opened at exactly the right time. If "Dino" entered the room with me just staring at the TV and knowing him, his actions, his past, his present... I don't know how I'd do it. I don't know how I'd be able to say "Hey Dino, want some chips?".
"Dino" entered with dried tears in his eyes, that Sharif that Lance and I miss having over and laughing with us really did something to "Dino".
The next big thing was the SMALLVILLE Series Premiere on Philippine Television. I gathered a handful of neighbors and we quickly entered the room and turned off all the lights and looked at our television screen... the first scenes of Smallville.
-- 57 Minutes Later --
I was left in a trauma. The show was excellent!! It will be just as strong as my love for Charmed!! I couldn't tell if it was the way the show and the storyline and the cinematic background music or Kristin Kreuk's eyes... but I just loved the show!! I reacted by txting my Kuya Luigi of the CharmedPH and SmallvillePH forums.
The room emptied and I tried to study for Algebra and Literature for the following day. However, I just couldn't. Kurt was now at the extremest of low with his deep love of a HS batchmate of mine, at the same time I was thinking after Smallville in my room that my neighbors would be sleeping... instead- next door in F4 a dozen pairs of slippers were piled up and bunched up by the screen door under the orange light and inside it was dark and Anthony's PC screen was on and the movie "Sorority Boys" was showing. No wonder I heard bursts of laughing time to time in my lonely room.
Down in F6, they were lively with illegal Rice Cookers and food, lights, Brian on the computer, and Joel, Lance, and the rest of the Kuwaiti dudes playing rounds of Magic.
And at the very end of the hall, F11... compared to the sentimental tunes and the dim lighting of the room that Kurt put up to express his love of a high school batchmate... it was changed, it was scary. The music was "painful rock", like that of Korn or something, and the lights were totally off. He was in the corner, and his head was wrapped totally with his bonnet, and only the blue light of his phone hitting him. He's depressed.
I retreated to F3, and everytime I'm near the bed I fell sleepy. With Literature and Algebra notes to study, I just wasn't in it anymore. I ate marshmallows, drank water, had Magic flakes, had the TV on different channels every few minutes on low volume... but still no influence to study well. I studied moderately, but I wanted to study well. "Red Dragon", the prequel to "Silence of the Lambs" in connection with "Hannibal" was showing in F6... my room mate Jan brought it. That kept F3 empty until 2AM.
Around 12MN, I decided to re-adjust my bed and move it to a different position for the first time since I moved into the dorm about four months ago.
Then I fell asleep.
Tuesday, October 08, 2002
NSTP Intensive Reports and Long Exams
Here I am at ERS once again. I've decided a one hour break of all the studying and non-stop humidity outside would peace my mind after a gruelling hour taking my first Finals exam of the week which was NSTP.
Together with me now are Jhen, Erian, and Ate Angge. Our other classmates went home to study ahead or went to other places. We didn't have our Class Picture as I had scheduled and in turn forgot about. It's okay, maybe tomorrow since our last exam (Algebra) ends at 1:30PM.
I just heard thunder a few seconds ago. It wasn't that loud yet, but I know it's starting again. Like yesterday I entered ERS and it was sunny but humid. And when I left it was a terrible storm outside.
I still have to complete my Intensive Report and Case Study for NSTP tonight and tomorrow. Added with reviewing for LITERATURE and ALGEBRA this evening.
The Series Premiere of SMALLVILLE is up tonight. (yikes, the lights just flickered). Everyone watch that! That's all for now. Over and out.
Here I am at ERS once again. I've decided a one hour break of all the studying and non-stop humidity outside would peace my mind after a gruelling hour taking my first Finals exam of the week which was NSTP.
Together with me now are Jhen, Erian, and Ate Angge. Our other classmates went home to study ahead or went to other places. We didn't have our Class Picture as I had scheduled and in turn forgot about. It's okay, maybe tomorrow since our last exam (Algebra) ends at 1:30PM.
I just heard thunder a few seconds ago. It wasn't that loud yet, but I know it's starting again. Like yesterday I entered ERS and it was sunny but humid. And when I left it was a terrible storm outside.
I still have to complete my Intensive Report and Case Study for NSTP tonight and tomorrow. Added with reviewing for LITERATURE and ALGEBRA this evening.
The Series Premiere of SMALLVILLE is up tonight. (yikes, the lights just flickered). Everyone watch that! That's all for now. Over and out.
Monday, October 07, 2002
On the Eve of the Finals
I'm feeling refreshed about this BLOG. I was going to post something to update it like Eric and Kate did at ERS earlier. By the way, a record amount of BroadJourn classmates altogether at ERS. I counted more than a whole row on both sides. We had a brief 5 minutes in Intro prior to a sudden dismissal, then in NSTP-CWTSP all we had to do was submit a report.
My computer slowed down and I assisted Eric and Kate on their blog needs. The two were left and right of me. I was planning to log in again for the next batch but suddenly a powerful rainstorm wrecked across outside on the campus. The whole ERS was under attack by thunderstorms and lightning outside which came out of no where. The lights flicked a little, then a 5-second brownout slammed everyone's computers offline and into darkness. It was five minutes till the next batch, so everyone just resigned in utter disappointment. I for one just didn't care much and went ahead with my classmates downstairs.
The rain was strong. The whole morning and afternoon was sunshine and dryness and in the late afternoon and evening it became rainy again.
I'm with Joel at Net-O-Pia, something I swore I wouldn't do during Finals week. But after we ate at Fiat and after I had some inspirational talk from Ate there about Radio and Broadcasting, I decided to wash it off by a good surf here at Net-O-Pia.
Buffy's 6th Season up in a few minutes... and then we study for NSTP and I can adjust my notes and make reviewers.
It's the eve of the Finals.
I'm feeling refreshed about this BLOG. I was going to post something to update it like Eric and Kate did at ERS earlier. By the way, a record amount of BroadJourn classmates altogether at ERS. I counted more than a whole row on both sides. We had a brief 5 minutes in Intro prior to a sudden dismissal, then in NSTP-CWTSP all we had to do was submit a report.
My computer slowed down and I assisted Eric and Kate on their blog needs. The two were left and right of me. I was planning to log in again for the next batch but suddenly a powerful rainstorm wrecked across outside on the campus. The whole ERS was under attack by thunderstorms and lightning outside which came out of no where. The lights flicked a little, then a 5-second brownout slammed everyone's computers offline and into darkness. It was five minutes till the next batch, so everyone just resigned in utter disappointment. I for one just didn't care much and went ahead with my classmates downstairs.
The rain was strong. The whole morning and afternoon was sunshine and dryness and in the late afternoon and evening it became rainy again.
I'm with Joel at Net-O-Pia, something I swore I wouldn't do during Finals week. But after we ate at Fiat and after I had some inspirational talk from Ate there about Radio and Broadcasting, I decided to wash it off by a good surf here at Net-O-Pia.
Buffy's 6th Season up in a few minutes... and then we study for NSTP and I can adjust my notes and make reviewers.
It's the eve of the Finals.
Bye Bye Blues.
THIRDCHARM: BROADCAST MUSKETEER
On Midnight of October 6th 2002
Version 2.0 Now Installed
THE SEASON ONE FINALE
Carpe Noctem (Seize the Night) - Opening Week #18
NOTE: this is a post that is made prior to moving back to the dorm and is usually posted on sunday nights.
I've dedicated this weekend to resting and to preparing for the FINALS examination this incoming week. I've also used time to finally upgrade my blog.
This past weekend has been just that. I did catch 2nd episode of "The West Wing" third season. I'm beginning to really like that show. Yes, it's a drama. But it seems to be the only drama that I'm attracted to. I'm honestly bored with NYPD Blue, Law and Order, The Practice, so on and so forth. But this show, "The West Wing", is just amazing. It got a record amount of nominations from the Emmy's, and the way this show is made, runs, and lasts is just a masterpiece. In fact, the grand opening theme is still in my head.
We also went to Church at the Tanza Bayan for the first time in like ages. The atmosphere was the same and my cousin used his tricycle to get us around. We visited Mariolito to print my brother's project for his Filipino class back in my old High School.
For dinner it was Andoks and rice. Tasty, very juicy chicken, and an airconditioned room with the Season Ender of Grosse Pointe on Studio 23 including Sarah Michelle Gellar.
Which leads to [Buffy's] 6th Season starting tomorrow. [Smallville's] Grand premiere on Tuesday. [Dark Angel's] 2nd and Last Season on Wednesday. The 2nd episode of [The Amazing Race 3] on Thursday. And the 4th episode of [Survivor 5: Thailand] on Friday. A total week and complete day-to-day series of great shows.
And Studio 23 has changed it's format again and at long last! It's awesome!! They keep improving! Away with those green dots and shapes and in with the wavy, slick, and fading circles! The commercials are exciting to watch, even the commercial to yet another Charmed rerun tomorrow.
Let's backstep more. Last Saturday I woke up from sleeping on Kurt's bed in F11, a few rooms down from my dorm room. I slept over at Joel's for the heck of it. Joel also let this black cat sleep in the room, which Kuwait-grown Basil from F9 "dubbed thee" as FELIX.
So FELIX the cat.
I had completed my Sining/Basic Filipino exam with my classmates last Thursday which rendered me free to choose to attend the last Basic Filipino class on Saturday. I was going to attend to watch Lance, Basil, Karl, Brian, and the rest of them do some Tagalog speech when I found out that the breezy comfort of Kurt's powerful Gym electric fan kept me asleep and feeling good in F11 rather than the trapped F3 I lived in.
Zoom ahead towards the afternoon and up until I get home. The UAAP Final Game between ADMU and DLSU was on and DLSU lost as ADMU took it's championship position after, what, 14 whole years! This also ended DLSU's 4-year winning streak.
After that I believe throughout all the DLSU's, mainly DLSU-M (Taft) but also DLSU-D (Dasma), txt messages would flow with comic relief about how the Archers lost. Here are some msgs.
From D0RM: KURT:
God dsnt gve us always wut we want..
God dsnt gve us wat we need..
But God always give us wat we deserve...
Congratulations ATENEO BLUE EAGLES!!!!
And a very funny one from G7: ERIKA:
A true archer knws how to ut down his arrow
when he sees a young eagle determined to fly.ü
he is humble in victory and gracious in defeat.ü
animo lasalle! -Kai
Yep. I guess I understand too. La Salle did win for the past four years and Ateneo back in the late 1980s... so why complain, there's still next year.
ANEEMO... LAH-SAHL!!!
***
So now it's Monday early early early AM and I've just about fixed this blog. I was supposed to do much more like finish those FAQ, PROFILE, and GALLERY pages but I had to study a few notes.
Here's to the last week of the First Semester of Freshmen year College. Hopefully I am able to concentrate on my studies ALL this week to the nth level.
Carpe Noctem (Seize the Night) - Opening Week #18
NOTE: this is a post that is made prior to moving back to the dorm and is usually posted on sunday nights.
I've dedicated this weekend to resting and to preparing for the FINALS examination this incoming week. I've also used time to finally upgrade my blog.
This past weekend has been just that. I did catch 2nd episode of "The West Wing" third season. I'm beginning to really like that show. Yes, it's a drama. But it seems to be the only drama that I'm attracted to. I'm honestly bored with NYPD Blue, Law and Order, The Practice, so on and so forth. But this show, "The West Wing", is just amazing. It got a record amount of nominations from the Emmy's, and the way this show is made, runs, and lasts is just a masterpiece. In fact, the grand opening theme is still in my head.
We also went to Church at the Tanza Bayan for the first time in like ages. The atmosphere was the same and my cousin used his tricycle to get us around. We visited Mariolito to print my brother's project for his Filipino class back in my old High School.
For dinner it was Andoks and rice. Tasty, very juicy chicken, and an airconditioned room with the Season Ender of Grosse Pointe on Studio 23 including Sarah Michelle Gellar.
Which leads to [Buffy's] 6th Season starting tomorrow. [Smallville's] Grand premiere on Tuesday. [Dark Angel's] 2nd and Last Season on Wednesday. The 2nd episode of [The Amazing Race 3] on Thursday. And the 4th episode of [Survivor 5: Thailand] on Friday. A total week and complete day-to-day series of great shows.
And Studio 23 has changed it's format again and at long last! It's awesome!! They keep improving! Away with those green dots and shapes and in with the wavy, slick, and fading circles! The commercials are exciting to watch, even the commercial to yet another Charmed rerun tomorrow.
Let's backstep more. Last Saturday I woke up from sleeping on Kurt's bed in F11, a few rooms down from my dorm room. I slept over at Joel's for the heck of it. Joel also let this black cat sleep in the room, which Kuwait-grown Basil from F9 "dubbed thee" as FELIX.
So FELIX the cat.
I had completed my Sining/Basic Filipino exam with my classmates last Thursday which rendered me free to choose to attend the last Basic Filipino class on Saturday. I was going to attend to watch Lance, Basil, Karl, Brian, and the rest of them do some Tagalog speech when I found out that the breezy comfort of Kurt's powerful Gym electric fan kept me asleep and feeling good in F11 rather than the trapped F3 I lived in.
Zoom ahead towards the afternoon and up until I get home. The UAAP Final Game between ADMU and DLSU was on and DLSU lost as ADMU took it's championship position after, what, 14 whole years! This also ended DLSU's 4-year winning streak.
After that I believe throughout all the DLSU's, mainly DLSU-M (Taft) but also DLSU-D (Dasma), txt messages would flow with comic relief about how the Archers lost. Here are some msgs.
From D0RM: KURT:
God dsnt gve us always wut we want..
God dsnt gve us wat we need..
But God always give us wat we deserve...
Congratulations ATENEO BLUE EAGLES!!!!
And a very funny one from G7: ERIKA:
A true archer knws how to ut down his arrow
when he sees a young eagle determined to fly.ü
he is humble in victory and gracious in defeat.ü
animo lasalle! -Kai
Yep. I guess I understand too. La Salle did win for the past four years and Ateneo back in the late 1980s... so why complain, there's still next year.
ANEEMO... LAH-SAHL!!!
***
So now it's Monday early early early AM and I've just about fixed this blog. I was supposed to do much more like finish those FAQ, PROFILE, and GALLERY pages but I had to study a few notes.
Here's to the last week of the First Semester of Freshmen year College. Hopefully I am able to concentrate on my studies ALL this week to the nth level.
Friday, October 04, 2002
WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE
The Damage Report - Week #17
NOTE: this is a post that is made to give a summary of events that has happened at DLSU-D during the finished week.
SYNOPSIS:
- On Monday, we went to Bgy. Bautista to complete photo documentation and surveying for the 1st Semester. I had time alone (without partner Jhen) to talk in Taglish with my assigned family.
- On Tuesday, it was basically last minute rehersals for our Variety Show later on at Manuellaville Sub. Division down the road. JOU1-1 set up the stage and we completed the performances.
- On Wednesday, it was freed up time to hang around and even surf. The evening was the opening of the Theater Festival of the Seniors of AB COM. COM4-3's "Bahid" was at JFH grounds.
- On Thursday, it was the last session of several classes. From Re-Ed to even Algebra, last lectures and quizzes then a picture-taking frenzy "farewell". COM4-1's "Patay Sindi" was the 2nd Play, located at the DLSU-D Auditorium.
- On Friday, it was also the last session of three classes. Quiz in Ecology towards a rush presentation of groups in Psychology. COM4-2's most-awaited "Pula" play is performed at the DLSU-D Auditorium.
UPDATES: this post has pictures taken of some events. however, these pictures have not been developed and/or scanned yet. so please return to this entry in the next few weeks for a picture update.
STORY: Coming soon!
The Damage Report - Week #17
NOTE: this is a post that is made to give a summary of events that has happened at DLSU-D during the finished week.
SYNOPSIS:
- On Monday, we went to Bgy. Bautista to complete photo documentation and surveying for the 1st Semester. I had time alone (without partner Jhen) to talk in Taglish with my assigned family.
- On Tuesday, it was basically last minute rehersals for our Variety Show later on at Manuellaville Sub. Division down the road. JOU1-1 set up the stage and we completed the performances.
- On Wednesday, it was freed up time to hang around and even surf. The evening was the opening of the Theater Festival of the Seniors of AB COM. COM4-3's "Bahid" was at JFH grounds.
- On Thursday, it was the last session of several classes. From Re-Ed to even Algebra, last lectures and quizzes then a picture-taking frenzy "farewell". COM4-1's "Patay Sindi" was the 2nd Play, located at the DLSU-D Auditorium.
- On Friday, it was also the last session of three classes. Quiz in Ecology towards a rush presentation of groups in Psychology. COM4-2's most-awaited "Pula" play is performed at the DLSU-D Auditorium.
UPDATES: this post has pictures taken of some events. however, these pictures have not been developed and/or scanned yet. so please return to this entry in the next few weeks for a picture update.
STORY: Coming soon!
Thursday, October 03, 2002
A Week before the Finals
Things are changing and the Finals are coming. It's Thursday. The Lunduyan Seminar at ADMU this Friday to Sunday is still on but our University has cut funding our free trip there because the school said that this seminar is on the weekend prior to the finals and it will not tolerate that. So basically if we were going, we would not be excused and we would have to pay hundreads of pesos.
I am still willing to go. Because this thing exposes you to true Filipino journalism and brings you to a room filled with the voices of award-winning journalists.
However, due to my "satisfactory" grades which I greatly need to improve on... I won't be attending. Barely anyone is going. On Saturday the HF will resort to a general clean-up of the office and Christmas decorating.
In other news, the VARIETY SHOW last Tuesday did make our Professor enjoy the whole thing. But from my perspective it was a complete disaster. Although Jerson did provide a Mobile, which included technicals like big speakers and party lights... the Technical aspect of the whole thing was wrecked by unorganized tapes.
My personal segment to the show, the "Promotional Trailer for Telecast Journal: The Official Website of the AB Broadcast Journalism 2002-2006 Class", was all set. It was created only the day before, but one simple run-through could have been the equivalent of a successful, simple performance. Most members of my segment practiced, however some others were practicing for other segments they were part of. And the timing was all wrong. I'd have 2 members with me at one time, then those two would move ahead and another member would arrive, it was disasterous there too.
At least our Professor enjoyed it.
And all the BroadJourn on-campus dorm occupants had their IDs confiscated for arriving way late since the show was located off-campus at the Maneullaville Gymnasium.
Lately it's been those final gasps prior to the Finals. And every night starting Wednesday there's an AB COM play. The three sections, COM4-1, COM4-2, and COM4-3... the kings and queens of the AB COM this year (seniors)... have presentations. I guess I'll be watching. Tonight is Day 2 of the AB COM Film Festival.
That's all. Over and Out.
Things are changing and the Finals are coming. It's Thursday. The Lunduyan Seminar at ADMU this Friday to Sunday is still on but our University has cut funding our free trip there because the school said that this seminar is on the weekend prior to the finals and it will not tolerate that. So basically if we were going, we would not be excused and we would have to pay hundreads of pesos.
I am still willing to go. Because this thing exposes you to true Filipino journalism and brings you to a room filled with the voices of award-winning journalists.
However, due to my "satisfactory" grades which I greatly need to improve on... I won't be attending. Barely anyone is going. On Saturday the HF will resort to a general clean-up of the office and Christmas decorating.
In other news, the VARIETY SHOW last Tuesday did make our Professor enjoy the whole thing. But from my perspective it was a complete disaster. Although Jerson did provide a Mobile, which included technicals like big speakers and party lights... the Technical aspect of the whole thing was wrecked by unorganized tapes.
My personal segment to the show, the "Promotional Trailer for Telecast Journal: The Official Website of the AB Broadcast Journalism 2002-2006 Class", was all set. It was created only the day before, but one simple run-through could have been the equivalent of a successful, simple performance. Most members of my segment practiced, however some others were practicing for other segments they were part of. And the timing was all wrong. I'd have 2 members with me at one time, then those two would move ahead and another member would arrive, it was disasterous there too.
At least our Professor enjoyed it.
And all the BroadJourn on-campus dorm occupants had their IDs confiscated for arriving way late since the show was located off-campus at the Maneullaville Gymnasium.
Lately it's been those final gasps prior to the Finals. And every night starting Wednesday there's an AB COM play. The three sections, COM4-1, COM4-2, and COM4-3... the kings and queens of the AB COM this year (seniors)... have presentations. I guess I'll be watching. Tonight is Day 2 of the AB COM Film Festival.
That's all. Over and Out.