Monday, March 31, 2003
[Brodcst Msktir - Summer Hottah] Successfully Installed
Yehey. That would be a lie. I'm not finished yet! Just the blog portion is up and ready. You're all looking at it. It's just "The Inside Pages" (see those links above) need updating and repairing. I'm announcing a new page called "The Vault" to host lists of the Carpe Noctem and The Damage Report posts. The galleries are still being made (i'm sorry for the delay once again) while I've added a new phase plate for the 2nd Semester which finished almost two and a half weeks ago.
TO BAGUIO OR BUST
Anyways, I'm now off to Baguio in the morning. I'm meeting Brian, Karl, and Aldrich at the dormitories at 8 o'clock in the morning. Dormitories that no longer belong to us, it's April now... and our contracts have expired for the summer season. Can't wait till June when we can own a 4 sq. meter piece of the University for a whole year again. Heheh.
I'm not exactly sure what we're going to do in Baguio. Like I've said, I've cut expectations of a thrilling trip. I'm just in for getting out of the house and seeing what I can see out the window. Just setting foot in Benguet is enough. I would rather enjoy being there for the first time with my classmates in Broadjourn, who I miss so much now.
Tomorrow night the Atheneum Batch of 2003 Graduation will take place. I'm betting that a lot of my batchmates are going there. That includes Gnotek (the largest group in our batch) and some G7 (that's our little group). Our batch isn't exactly bent into groups... well, it only happened in Senior Year. Nikki, Joy, and Erika are going. I'm not sure about Candy. Lance is still in Baguio right now. I'm going to Baguio. And of course, Bryan is in the United States playing tennis.
Congratulations new graduates. (Joyce, Tom, Elroy...) When they graduate, they become the freshest grads. What do I and the rest of my batchmates become? History. History of a School under a dictatorship. We become the alumni and alumnu even more tomorrow night as the Class of 2002 ages.
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Hopefully the next three days and two nights won't be that bad. I have a feeling they could be very bad. What if I'm stuck up in the mountains and all my companions did was drink at some bar or at some club. Liquor and Fog. I'm going to throw up. I want fresh air up there. Who knows, maybe I'll be inspired to write something up for a future article at the HF.
Good night.
Yehey. That would be a lie. I'm not finished yet! Just the blog portion is up and ready. You're all looking at it. It's just "The Inside Pages" (see those links above) need updating and repairing. I'm announcing a new page called "The Vault" to host lists of the Carpe Noctem and The Damage Report posts. The galleries are still being made (i'm sorry for the delay once again) while I've added a new phase plate for the 2nd Semester which finished almost two and a half weeks ago.
TO BAGUIO OR BUST
Anyways, I'm now off to Baguio in the morning. I'm meeting Brian, Karl, and Aldrich at the dormitories at 8 o'clock in the morning. Dormitories that no longer belong to us, it's April now... and our contracts have expired for the summer season. Can't wait till June when we can own a 4 sq. meter piece of the University for a whole year again. Heheh.
I'm not exactly sure what we're going to do in Baguio. Like I've said, I've cut expectations of a thrilling trip. I'm just in for getting out of the house and seeing what I can see out the window. Just setting foot in Benguet is enough. I would rather enjoy being there for the first time with my classmates in Broadjourn, who I miss so much now.
Tomorrow night the Atheneum Batch of 2003 Graduation will take place. I'm betting that a lot of my batchmates are going there. That includes Gnotek (the largest group in our batch) and some G7 (that's our little group). Our batch isn't exactly bent into groups... well, it only happened in Senior Year. Nikki, Joy, and Erika are going. I'm not sure about Candy. Lance is still in Baguio right now. I'm going to Baguio. And of course, Bryan is in the United States playing tennis.
Congratulations new graduates. (Joyce, Tom, Elroy...) When they graduate, they become the freshest grads. What do I and the rest of my batchmates become? History. History of a School under a dictatorship. We become the alumni and alumnu even more tomorrow night as the Class of 2002 ages.
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Hopefully the next three days and two nights won't be that bad. I have a feeling they could be very bad. What if I'm stuck up in the mountains and all my companions did was drink at some bar or at some club. Liquor and Fog. I'm going to throw up. I want fresh air up there. Who knows, maybe I'll be inspired to write something up for a future article at the HF.
Good night.
ON ORGANIZING, SCANNING, AND CATALOGING PICTURES
It's another night past midnight. I'm here by my computer working. I'm glad to say, I am now finished scanning two sets of pictures bringing the total amount of pictures I've taken for my Freshmen Year College to almost 400. I'm not excited really about the quality and the quantity. I know I can take better pictures and I know that I need to start organizing these pictures even more. They are quite organized now, but if anyone would ask me to be a "perfectionist", it is with these pictures and my picture collection that I would make "perfect". I'm still managing a "Catalog" system with these pictures. Try and figure out what this means: 03-0350jou.jpg
Good. 03 for year 2003. 0350 for catalog picture number. Jou for the realm initials that states the picture relates to "Broadjourn". And of course your filetype, a Jpeg. If you have any better idea, please make a comment to this entry.
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I've sorted out almost the Negatives. I will have to grumble to the fact that there are some negative slides that have been lost. I'm scrambling on finding the most efficient way to organize these negatives. I know they have negative albums, but I have to check on those again.
With pictures scanned, it enabled me to start selecting pictures I believe are suited for my 2nd Semester gallery for this blog. Yep, I'm updating the galleries. I'm going to re-design the gallery appearance and I'm going to add a "Studio Pics" gallery, a "VPAPU" gallery, an "HF" gallery, an "AB Comm Channel" gallery, and of course... a 2nd Sem summary of pictures as a student of Broadjourn1-1.
That's in the process. I've also finished touches on a new "Phase Plate" for the 2nd Sem which finished two weeks ago. I now have three phase plates. I created Phase Plates as an Image Icon to represent a certain time period. "In The End" is my Senior Year High School Image Icon. "The Renewal" is my 1st Semester Image Icon or Phase Plate. And to premiere the 2nd Semester Image Icon which is entitled...
...let's just wait until I upload it with the rest of the new galleries.
***
With pictures scanned, I have integration to do on Monday (that's today when I wake up from sleep). I'm now rushing against time to finish these galleries and install the "Summer Edition" of Brodcst Msktir. Hopefully before Charmed's 5th Season premiere at 9 o'clock in the evening. And then on Tuesday, if all goes well and through... it's time to go to Baguio for the first time!
***
Good morning. Time to go to sleep now.
It's another night past midnight. I'm here by my computer working. I'm glad to say, I am now finished scanning two sets of pictures bringing the total amount of pictures I've taken for my Freshmen Year College to almost 400. I'm not excited really about the quality and the quantity. I know I can take better pictures and I know that I need to start organizing these pictures even more. They are quite organized now, but if anyone would ask me to be a "perfectionist", it is with these pictures and my picture collection that I would make "perfect". I'm still managing a "Catalog" system with these pictures. Try and figure out what this means: 03-0350jou.jpg
Good. 03 for year 2003. 0350 for catalog picture number. Jou for the realm initials that states the picture relates to "Broadjourn". And of course your filetype, a Jpeg. If you have any better idea, please make a comment to this entry.
***
I've sorted out almost the Negatives. I will have to grumble to the fact that there are some negative slides that have been lost. I'm scrambling on finding the most efficient way to organize these negatives. I know they have negative albums, but I have to check on those again.
With pictures scanned, it enabled me to start selecting pictures I believe are suited for my 2nd Semester gallery for this blog. Yep, I'm updating the galleries. I'm going to re-design the gallery appearance and I'm going to add a "Studio Pics" gallery, a "VPAPU" gallery, an "HF" gallery, an "AB Comm Channel" gallery, and of course... a 2nd Sem summary of pictures as a student of Broadjourn1-1.
That's in the process. I've also finished touches on a new "Phase Plate" for the 2nd Sem which finished two weeks ago. I now have three phase plates. I created Phase Plates as an Image Icon to represent a certain time period. "In The End" is my Senior Year High School Image Icon. "The Renewal" is my 1st Semester Image Icon or Phase Plate. And to premiere the 2nd Semester Image Icon which is entitled...
...let's just wait until I upload it with the rest of the new galleries.
***
With pictures scanned, I have integration to do on Monday (that's today when I wake up from sleep). I'm now rushing against time to finish these galleries and install the "Summer Edition" of Brodcst Msktir. Hopefully before Charmed's 5th Season premiere at 9 o'clock in the evening. And then on Tuesday, if all goes well and through... it's time to go to Baguio for the first time!
***
Good morning. Time to go to sleep now.
Sunday, March 30, 2003
I'm going to Baguioooooooooo!!!
As long as the trip don't cancel, I'm still going. My heart is pouring over a three day two night trip to Baguio. However, I should immedietly cut expectations that this is going to be a tour of a city I've never been to. I shouldn't be expecting we'll be going sightseeing. I mean, I would want to... but the company bids a different scene... the nightclub scene. Joel has planned the trip, venue, and vehicle. Aldrich has confirmed he's going. Lance has confirmed us to meet him. I'm sure the Kuwaiti boys are also going (Karl, Brian, and Basil). I'm leaving the house on one last trip together with these friends before some of us go different ways for the remaining summer.
I've never been to Baguio yet. I thought I would be going there for the first time with my classmates Jezire and them... but it seems I can have a sample this week of the city up north.
Ok, I'm off to finish several new galleries for this blog and it's "Summer Edition". I'm going to see if I can get it published on the 31st of March (tomorrow) before Charmed's 5th Season premiere on Studio 23.
As long as the trip don't cancel, I'm still going. My heart is pouring over a three day two night trip to Baguio. However, I should immedietly cut expectations that this is going to be a tour of a city I've never been to. I shouldn't be expecting we'll be going sightseeing. I mean, I would want to... but the company bids a different scene... the nightclub scene. Joel has planned the trip, venue, and vehicle. Aldrich has confirmed he's going. Lance has confirmed us to meet him. I'm sure the Kuwaiti boys are also going (Karl, Brian, and Basil). I'm leaving the house on one last trip together with these friends before some of us go different ways for the remaining summer.
I've never been to Baguio yet. I thought I would be going there for the first time with my classmates Jezire and them... but it seems I can have a sample this week of the city up north.
Ok, I'm off to finish several new galleries for this blog and it's "Summer Edition". I'm going to see if I can get it published on the 31st of March (tomorrow) before Charmed's 5th Season premiere on Studio 23.
Things I am doing this weekend:
- Fixing up my room.
- Finishing up touches on the "Summer Edition" of Brodcst Msktir.
- Scanning lots of pictures. Lots.
- Getting lots of sleep. Lots.
- Start organizing folders for Broadjourn 2006 Website.
- Organizing Negatives
- Fixing up my room.
- Finishing up touches on the "Summer Edition" of Brodcst Msktir.
- Scanning lots of pictures. Lots.
- Getting lots of sleep. Lots.
- Start organizing folders for Broadjourn 2006 Website.
- Organizing Negatives
ATTACK OF THE TROPA
The Damage Report - Summer Recess 2003 - Week #2 of 3
NOTE: This is a weekly blog entry that summarizes a series of events of a finished week in and around La Salle.
"Why is it we get the things we want when we don't expect it to come anymore?"
STOP the presses, my emotions wrapped me and anyone who got near me this past week. I was like a baby deer walking for the first time over soft snow. I had poor control over myself the past week. I got angry, I got sad, I got happy, and I got superficially happy.
The lines between any given week the past fourteen days have been blurry. If I remember correctly, the first week of this short summer recess was one stab on a Tuesday (The JOU2-1 and COM2-4 thing) and a depleting wallet from that Friday onto last Monday. Confusing to sound, I know. Easier said, last week spilled into this week.
So without further ado, we start this week's damage report from Tuesday.
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Last Tuesday was the first day I realized I was mentally and emotionally ill. I had spent the previous four days in and around La Salle. Surviving in the dorms without any of my belongings there. Sleeping on Joel's matress and two pillows. Surviving trips to the malls with only savings in my wallet, not money from home.
Tuesday was an eerie calm. Like walking out of a crowded nightclub and getting into an enclosed vehicle. Looking out from inside and sitting there all by myself. I didn't do anything much on Tuesday other than rest at home. I had been gone from home for four days non-stop.
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Wednesday was something new. Ben planned a get-together to bring the whole "tropa" he formulated and officialized into a picture at Festival. It was a disasterious beginning that my emotions got in the way of. Lance went all the way to Tanza to accompany me in going to Dasmariñas. And well, since I would be repeating this "kwento", you can read the rest of this emotional rollercoaster by clicking here.
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Wednesday drifted into Thursday, which you can also read in that same entry. Click here.
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Friday was at-home again. Relaxed this time. After the guys left from the movie sleepover, I was in my room all Friday long just sleeping and when I got up, I jammed with music on the radio. Except Magic, since I don't really like listening to 80s music on a Friday. I was hooked to RX and LS up until the evening.
I was more in control of myself this time. The four-day non-stop stay at La Salle last weekend crashed into the eerie calm of Tuesday at home. That broke me up into depression and isolation. The two-day non-stop shorter stay at La Salle this past week didn't crash as hard on Friday. Meaning, in comparison... Friday was relaxed compared to Tuesday which was stressful and depressing.
I'm not making sense here. Let's just say I FELT BETTER ON FRIDAY THAN ON TUESDAY, both days were away from the others.
I watched "War in Iraq" coverage on CNN and watched the Smallville Season 1 Finale that I missed on Tuesday night. Afterwards followed a very interesting episode of Angel... involving Cordy and her visions. Awesome episode. It restores my faith in that show that it really is "a good show".
I surfed all Friday night and fell asleep.
***
On Saturday I woke up calmly and it was a normal morning. A perfectly normal morning. I wasn't waking up to find a friend on the other side of the bed still sleeping. I was now waking up in my air conditioned room and free to relax. I had woken up to decide that staying at home would be better than rushing to La Salle to catch up with the guys on their trip to Festival once again. Click here for details.
I couldn't finish breakfast. I turned on the radio waiting to hear some songs (see "Music Picks" on the right column of this blog). After I ate Lunch, I was still on the computer surfing. I managed to chat with my classmate Kate M. for a few minutes before the air condition had to be shut off. The heat entered my room again and in the late afternoon, we were going to church.
The whole afternoon I had been waiting for my favorite songs. They only came out on RX, Magic, and LS during the last fiftheen minutes. From Jennifer Lopez's "The One" to Jason Mraz's "The Remedy" to Atomic Kitten's "Be With You"... they all came out just when I had to switch the radio off and go to church.
We went to church and afterwards we did a little groceries at RMKJ at the Bayan and across 7-11. We waited for a tricycle, and since my mom seems to be familiar with tricycle drivers from her home barangay of Julugan... she spotted some driver she knew and the tricycle came to pick us up. We went to Jollybee and had take-out although we ordered at the counter.
We went home and I started to eat and browse the channels. From Studio 23 to CNN... I checked all of them. I waited for Survivor 6: The Amazons, which was the episode the two tribes would merge to form "Jacare". I had missed two or three of the preceding episodes.
After Survivor, they showed the trailer of Charmed's 5th Season Premiere to be launched on Monday. I waited for Boston Public, as it too was now entering it's 2nd Season on Philippine Television this evening.
After laughing a few times and enjoying another good David E. Kelly episode, "Babae sa Bintana" a Studio 23 Presents movie, came on. I went surfing and I started working on the Summer Edition of Brodcst Msktir.
I have been txting Aldrich and Joel the past evening. Aldrich told me just two hours ago that his dad arrived from Singapore (like my dad will be arriving from Singapore in less than two-three weeks) and he told me he didn't go to Festival or anywhere today other than NAIA. What? Meaning, he didn't go on a date with Rona. Meaning, Ivy wasn't with Rona. Meaning, even Joel didn't go. Meaning, Karl and Brian alone with their dates? A double not group date?
Thank God I didn't have a sure date on Saturday. Or I would be going into rough territory... like, cancellation?
Aldrich will be going to his province of Nueva Ecija this Monday and he'll be returning to Guam for vacation just when I start my Broadjourn Summer Term on the 7th of April. Joel, on the other hand, has a planned trip to Baguio. He said Monday, than he said Friday (which is my enrolment for JOU1-1 Summer Term)... so he will try to keep it Monday OR Tuesday. Hopefully Tuesday to Thursday. ^_^
And as I type, Lance is probably sleeping in Ilocus. He didn't specify if it was Ilocus Norte or Ilocus Sur. I've never been there. Amazing.. how far he is now. How far Aldrich will be in a few days... how far we all are these days.
That's the past week. Emotional me. Trying to make adjustments I thought I didn't have to make. If any of you have read this far and are still confused... I posted a report on why I believe I'm like this... I posted it here. But it's such a long entry, so I'll re-post it below:
--commericial--
A bad case of being Dormsick
It's my classmates. Yep. Broadjourn. My heart is so balanced and so healthy when I'm laughing in the company of them. The little jokes to the times we'd eat at Square Canteen. The walks with Eric and Maycee to the Heraldo Office. The greetings at the dormitories to Argent, Mark, Kurt and them. The friends I've met this past year that I greet and get greeted from down that acacia avenue.
My life in College has been balanced. No one can say I am turning into a feminist guy since 80% of my class are girls. Why? I dorm in a Men's Dormitory and chill out with the guys a lot still. I have academics. I also have orgs. I write for a paper, I promote for a channel.
But what happens when I'm suddenly unprepared emotionally, physically, and mentally when things change? Academics are cancelled for three weeks. Heraldo Filipino is on a "break" somewhat. The Com CH is doing light-shootings. And the worse change of all... the dorm. Not having a dorm. When going home to Tanza is the only home to go to. Tanza's location is so off-the-main road. In Dasmariñas and in the dorm, it's living in the center of all my businesses. But living away from the center of everything is killing me.
I never prepared so this is how I feel. I'm moody and challenged. I'm confused. My hatred of commuting alone doubles my stress. It easily makes me return to my High School bad habits. Waiting for someone to come home with me. Asking someone to come home with me.
This is the backlash of dorm life. When your dorm gets pulled away from you suddenly and you aren't prepared to handle the changes, you get emotional.
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Good night everyone. One more week before classes restart. ^_^
Saturday, March 29, 2003
On Finally Deciding to Stay at Home
This type of modern life - Is it for me?
This type of modern life - Is it for free?
So, I went into a bar looking for sympathy
A little company - I tried to find a friend
It's more easily said it's always been the same
This type of modern life -Is not for me?
This type of modern life -Is not for free?
I'm here now in the house. It's 12:33pm and I could very well be commuting with Aldrich, Karl, Brian, and Joel on the way to Pag-Asa in Bacoor. Where Karl would pick up his car from his Uncle and Aldrich will be driving. Then we would be off to Festival Mall to meet with our respective dates I guess.
But again, I didn't go.
Why this time? I've had enough. I've spent so much money just eating out and developing film and paying for Studio pictures. I haven't purchased any clothes in these visits to the mall. Mainly, this morning I woke up tired. Aldrich strongly recommended I have a date on today's planned outing. Aldrich is with my classmate Rona. Karl is with some girl named Che (outsider, not from La Salle) and Brian has been arranged for a Blind Date. Joel doesn't have a date, but i'm uncertain if he's even going to join these guys. I invited HS Classmate and G7 Erika, but she didn't reply my txt. I wonder if she even got my txt. I then txt'd Judy of COM1-1 who is in Naic.
I realized Judy would be a great date for this occasion. I mean, Judy and I always enjoy each other's company. It isn't the relationship kind, but the friendship "barkada" kind. She would definantly be a must in the kind of barkada I'd like to have. (...Oh dream on Gputz)
Judy tried but her tito didn't let her. But she'll try harder next time. I was all out of hope for getting my own date. Rona suddenly helped me out by inviting her best friend Ivy.
That was last night. And this morning I cancelled. I was tired, I was out of money, and I wanted to relax and stay home. Advanced thank you to anyone who supported this decision of mine.
Great. While they are at Festival... I'm here at home listening to the radio. Scanning pictures this afternoon. And chatting with my classmate Kate Mamon. ^_^ Life is still good.
NOTE: The lyrics come from "American Life" by Madonna.
This type of modern life - Is it for me?
This type of modern life - Is it for free?
So, I went into a bar looking for sympathy
A little company - I tried to find a friend
It's more easily said it's always been the same
This type of modern life -Is not for me?
This type of modern life -Is not for free?
I'm here now in the house. It's 12:33pm and I could very well be commuting with Aldrich, Karl, Brian, and Joel on the way to Pag-Asa in Bacoor. Where Karl would pick up his car from his Uncle and Aldrich will be driving. Then we would be off to Festival Mall to meet with our respective dates I guess.
But again, I didn't go.
Why this time? I've had enough. I've spent so much money just eating out and developing film and paying for Studio pictures. I haven't purchased any clothes in these visits to the mall. Mainly, this morning I woke up tired. Aldrich strongly recommended I have a date on today's planned outing. Aldrich is with my classmate Rona. Karl is with some girl named Che (outsider, not from La Salle) and Brian has been arranged for a Blind Date. Joel doesn't have a date, but i'm uncertain if he's even going to join these guys. I invited HS Classmate and G7 Erika, but she didn't reply my txt. I wonder if she even got my txt. I then txt'd Judy of COM1-1 who is in Naic.
I realized Judy would be a great date for this occasion. I mean, Judy and I always enjoy each other's company. It isn't the relationship kind, but the friendship "barkada" kind. She would definantly be a must in the kind of barkada I'd like to have. (...Oh dream on Gputz)
Judy tried but her tito didn't let her. But she'll try harder next time. I was all out of hope for getting my own date. Rona suddenly helped me out by inviting her best friend Ivy.
That was last night. And this morning I cancelled. I was tired, I was out of money, and I wanted to relax and stay home. Advanced thank you to anyone who supported this decision of mine.
Great. While they are at Festival... I'm here at home listening to the radio. Scanning pictures this afternoon. And chatting with my classmate Kate Mamon. ^_^ Life is still good.
NOTE: The lyrics come from "American Life" by Madonna.
Friday, March 28, 2003
A WILD WEDNESDAY AND A TIRING THURSDAY
Lance was patiently inside McDo Tanza later that morning after I made the previous entry. We commuted on-board this tiny truck (but it was still a PUV) which blew wind. We arrived in Trece and from there got on-board a Dasma-Bayan. From Dasma-Bayan we took an Area C to get off at UMC. Lance went to get his class cards while I entered Bon-a-friendz (that feel-at-home canteen in front of UMC) where I met Ben Lim and Len.
The Tropa
Ben is a cool person. He's the glue in this "tropa" he's formulated. The tropa is entitled "Abb's Tropz" and is headed by "Ninz" or Niña of A4 on-campus dormitories. Gaile, Abbey, Niña, Len, Ben, Karl, Brian, Basil, Aldrich, Lance, Joel and myself formulate this "tropa". Gaile was running for Business Manager for KALASAG (a party for COSSC), but she didn't make it. Abbey, whom the "tropa" is named after is Joel's classmate in PolSci. Abbey and Len are shifting into Broadjourn, well, they want to. Niña is a PT student I believe, interest of Karl? Ben is the 2nd Year Psych going AB Comm if he stays in La Salle. Very good communicator. Very funny, very loose, the "tropa" kind of person. Of course, that leaves the three Kuwaiti-raised guys: Brian, Basil, and Karl. And then the three US Military Bratz: Lance, Aldrich, and myself. Plus Joel of course, whom Ben says "is equal to half the votes of the tropa" since Joel's words are gold.
Um, ok.
Once again, this isn't exactly the "tropa" i didn't know I would be entering. I believe I see myself as an "orbiter" in this group. I wasn't there at the foundation of it. It formed on "February 14 2003". I was out with my classmates Rona (together with Aldrich), William, and Joy that one night. But Ben, Lance, and the rest of them were with their dates. Ben says "14" is the monthsary of the tropa.
I don't want to back out of it or totally abort this membership I have with the tropa. Inside, I know I don't exactly feel "at home" with this tropa... but since Ben (the "great communicator") makes me feel so included no matter what the circumstances, I'm giving it a shot.
Anyways, after Lance and Ninz finished at UMC, they joined Ben, Len, and myself on the commute back to La Salle. Before getting in the jeepnee, I bought a Kodak Max 400 24-shot film. I'm wondering if this will be the last roll of film I'll be buying before the arrival of my Digital Camera.
At La Salle, we went straight to the dorms. And found no one. Absolutely no one. Aldrich, Karl, Brian, and Basil (the on-campus male dormers who've stayed dorming inside way after school finished) were no where to be seen.
Ben was angered. I was confused.
We both took out our cellphones and tried to contact these guys. We had the impression they were getting ready at the dorms for the "tropa outing" that Ben had planned. I was frustrated since I had been txting these guys for two days and I barely got replies. Barely.
We found out that they were coming from Manila! That was insane. Joel was already on the way to Festival Mall, while Gaile was well on her way to Festival from Laguna already. Abbey was also on her way. Meaning, Len and Ninz knew we had to get moving. Len, Ninz, Ben, and myself decided that we go ahead. Lance volunteered on waiting for the guys to return from Manila by staying in La Salle.
Ben, Len, Ninz, and myself got on-board a jeepnee to the High Way and waited for a van at the waiting tent. We waited for a few minutes since their wearn't any vans. When one came, "the great communicator" instantly reserved the back seats for the four of us.
Len and Ninz played with this girl's soft black hair in front of us. Ben and I got stirred into a conversation on the Iraq war. We were the only ones talking throughout the trip as we passed by Carmona... passed by Southwoods... went down the South Luzon Expressway... up until Festival.
We met Gaile at herbench/ and Len and Ninz went to buy Gaile a stuffed bear that Gaile named "Joel". Joel arrived and we all ate at McDo near the Carosel. Abbey arrived as well after we finished. We all headed upstairs to see the movie skeds. We were to watch "Just Married" although I preferred a more Oscar-themed movie such as "Chicago" or a darker movie such as "Dreamcatcher".
We waited for about an hour before the movie began. The girls headed one way, while Joel and Ben and I went door to door at some Comics Place. Their hobbies... Joel easily slid into a group of people like him. You know. Long sleeves or short sleeve shirts, baggy pants, sporting a big bag behind them and a cap. Those bags carried Card Books. Name them. Magic cards... Mage Knight figures...
My hobby would be found somewhere else. We didn't stop by any Photo shop or anything. I was content just hanging with Ben and Joel. At least these two guys make sure I'm still with them. Unlike *cough* Aldrich *cough* and *cough* Karl *cough* last Sunday.
I also ran into Kuya Jay, a recently graduated student from DLSU-D. He was the Art Editor of the Heraldo Filipino this past year. We encountered each other in front of the third Hobby Shop that was there.
We all went into Cinema 7 and watched "Just Married". It was an okay movie. Only one scene made me really laugh... the cockroach on the guy's face inside that old and ugly French Hotel. That was funny. The other jokes were just light jokes to me.
After the movie, we found out that Lance was at Sbarro with the other guys.
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Karl, Aldrich, Basil, and Brian knew I was over at the dorms last weekend hoping we'd all go out somewhere fun. They tell me that they're broke (except Basil, who was cool). I didn't argue. I left on Monday night and find out that on Tuesday these guys went to Rockwell. I heard they suddenly got money. And they didn't tell me. They invited Joel and Joel went. They invited Ben, but Ben couldn't go. They could have at least asked me.
--commercial--
I wasn't in the exact mood to talking friendly with Aldrich, Brian, and Karl. They did party and shop at Rockwell, a place I've never been to yet. We went to Sbarro and Ben knew my problem but I told him to just keep his mouth shut. Ben, being the seemingly kindest friend towards me in this formulated "tropa", refused to keep his mouth shut about my problem. He knew I've had enough and he made sure "he'd talk to them.". I left Sbarro since I wanted to keep away from those guys for a while. Joel was with me.
When we all met again about an hour later, Karl suddenly gave me this huge hug. Aldrich approached and said something I couldn't remember, and Basil also made this huge apology. I stopped Basil, and said to him "You didn't do anything Basil, don't worry. You've always been cool towards me.". He looked at me and breathed a sigh of relief as he went back towards Gaile.
Amidst the "apologies" I still wasn't in the mood into talking with Aldrich and Karl. Brian, on the other hand, received cash and he could of at least txt'd me they were going somewhere on the day I left the guys (Tuesday). I hated being in conflict. I've been in an off-on conflict with Aldrich the past three weeks and with Karl, it makes nothing easier. I hate being a sensitive Cancerian sometimes, but this is me.
We had a studio picture taken and the guys hung out at the arcade. It was already getting late.
Everyone went home eventually except the on-campus dormers. Lance, was worried since he received news from his sister that a house in his neighborhood was on fire and his house was in danger. Not to add that during that morning while we were on the way to La Salle together, he got txt that he's going to Baguio all of a sudden. Lance, from my perspective, had the weirdest Wednesday.
Aldrich and Karl finished up more tokens on "Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix", which they are basically mastering by now. Basil took Gaile home. Brian just watched. Joel was also hanging around.
We all went home after Joel took us from one parking lot of the mall to another inside his SUV with a soldier driving it. We all got on board another SUV transport bound for DASMA/LA SALLE. I was in the back with Karl. Brian, Aldrich, and Lance were in the center.
The trip home was dizzy... I was riding sidewards. We got off at the main Gate. I suddenly noticed that Inasal was still open, it was almost 10pm! I was thanking God that he still made a hot, delicious, barbeque dinner available just meters down the road. I invited Lance and we both ordered at Inasal just like the old nights' a few weeks ago during Broadjourn Dormers Night Out.
We had take-out and ate at the dorm. We both slept in F5 since F3 was abandoned already.
Aldrich, Karl, and myself enjoyed a meal in F5. It was "my turn" to do the dishes, and not only the dishes we used for our past-midnight snack... but all the dirty dishes in F5. Usually, I would be insulted as "guest" to suddenly wash all the dishes. But I didn't argue. It was "my turn" by the way. I wouldn't like them to blame me that I didn't do anything. I wanted to use cleaning 25 minutes of dishes as credentials for a future application that "i did something."
And from there... it was Thursday.
A Thurday without a Morning
Read on cellphone clock: 1:15pm
I woke up to find that Thursday morning never existed.
Trip to canteen to get "breakfast": 3:45pm
My eyes were heavy as I weakly stepped into the Chinese Food Castle and ordered a Sweet and Sour Pork for Takeout. I enjoyed it and soon found out we were going Bowling at Robinsons.
We commuted and for once I wasn't moody or conscious. While on the jeepnee, I was realizing that I probably knew what my problem is the past few days.
--commericial--
A bad case of being Dormsick
It's my classmates. Yep. Broadjourn. My heart is so balanced and so healthy when I'm laughing in the company of them. The little jokes to the times we'd eat at Square Canteen. The walks with Eric and Maycee to the Heraldo Office. The greetings at the dormitories to Argent, Mark, Kurt and them. The friends I've met this past year that I greet and get greeted from down that acacia avenue.
My life in College has been balanced. No one can say I am turning into a feminist guy since 80% of my class are girls. Why? I dorm in a Men's Dormitory and chill out with the guys a lot still. I have academics. I also have orgs. I write for a paper, I promote for a channel.
But what happens when I'm suddenly unprepared emotionally, physically, and mentally when things change? Academics are cancelled for three weeks. Heraldo Filipino is on a "break" somewhat. The Com CH is doing light-shootings. And the worse change of all... the dorm. Not having a dorm. When going home to Tanza is the only home to go to. Tanza's location is so off-the-main road. In Dasmariñas and in the dorm, it's living in the center of all my businesses. But living away from the center of everything is killing me.
I never prepared so this is how I feel. I'm moody and challenged. I'm confused. My hatred of commuting alone doubles my stress. It easily makes me return to my High School bad habits. Waiting for someone to come home with me. Asking someone to come home with me.
This is the backlash of dorm life. When your dorm gets pulled away from you suddenly and you aren't prepared to handle the changes, you get emotional.
--commercial--
A few Zeros in Bowling turns into a Strike at the End
We met Aldrich's classmates Vanessa and May Ann. Brian, Aldrich and Vanessa formed the other lane. While Karl and I formed our lane. May Ann didn't play. I haven't gone bowling since 2nd Year High School when Nikki took us to Orchard. I couldn't hit any pins during my first five rounds! It was crazy. The ball just kept spinning the wrong way. I slowly adjusted and at the end of the game, I hit a Spare. And on my very last ball, I whispered to myself "for my classmates in Broadjourn"...
and BAM!! I got a Strike! Awesome!! Even the two girls I just met (Vanessa and May Ann) clapped and cheered since they knew how I was fairing out in the beginning.
After bowling, we ate at the Food Court and then the guys (Aldrich, Karl, and Brian) did a little shopping. I was with Brian this time (something new) and Brian bought a cap and a polo just like that. Karl and Aldrich were trying on jackets at Penshoppe. Aldrich got to know the name of the Penshoppe saleslady and got a discount (since Aldrich always buys at Penshoppe Rob Imus). Now, Aldrich knows several names of people from different stores. Like some Angelica from Penshoppe Festival. Nakakainget... no, not the popularity. The discounts he can get!! I'm shy to ask since I'm not exactly that much of a frequent buyer.
Thursday night enveloped our plans as we got off a jeepnee in front of SM Bacoor. We got on a Babybus (first time I saw Karl and Brian on a babybus) and traveled to Aldrich's house. That sound a babybus makes, ya know, that chirping sound... made me reminisce High School days. I want to dedicate my blog template into a Babybus theme one day... I'll wait for a Digicam.
We ate at his house and then rented movies out at Video City Gentri. After that, we went to my house around 11pm and then moved into Paul's room. We watched the following movies in the following order.
"100 Girls"
- i think Karl rented it. a stateside dormitory and some guy's ambition to learn the importance between the two sexes and why they have sex.
"Ocean's Eleven"
- i had no idea that the opening scene at the poker table was really a "The WB" treat with Holly Marie Combs (Charmed, Piper), Joshua Jackson (Dawson's Creek, Pacey), and Barry Watson (7th Heaven, Matt) were there. great movie.
"Dracula 2000"
- i fell asleep after the opening credits...
We also rented "Cube", but we all fell asleep. "I told you guys we'd fall asleep after two movies..."
It was then Friday morning. They left no more than 15 minutes after they woke up. And that was it.
Lance was patiently inside McDo Tanza later that morning after I made the previous entry. We commuted on-board this tiny truck (but it was still a PUV) which blew wind. We arrived in Trece and from there got on-board a Dasma-Bayan. From Dasma-Bayan we took an Area C to get off at UMC. Lance went to get his class cards while I entered Bon-a-friendz (that feel-at-home canteen in front of UMC) where I met Ben Lim and Len.
The Tropa
Ben is a cool person. He's the glue in this "tropa" he's formulated. The tropa is entitled "Abb's Tropz" and is headed by "Ninz" or Niña of A4 on-campus dormitories. Gaile, Abbey, Niña, Len, Ben, Karl, Brian, Basil, Aldrich, Lance, Joel and myself formulate this "tropa". Gaile was running for Business Manager for KALASAG (a party for COSSC), but she didn't make it. Abbey, whom the "tropa" is named after is Joel's classmate in PolSci. Abbey and Len are shifting into Broadjourn, well, they want to. Niña is a PT student I believe, interest of Karl? Ben is the 2nd Year Psych going AB Comm if he stays in La Salle. Very good communicator. Very funny, very loose, the "tropa" kind of person. Of course, that leaves the three Kuwaiti-raised guys: Brian, Basil, and Karl. And then the three US Military Bratz: Lance, Aldrich, and myself. Plus Joel of course, whom Ben says "is equal to half the votes of the tropa" since Joel's words are gold.
Um, ok.
Once again, this isn't exactly the "tropa" i didn't know I would be entering. I believe I see myself as an "orbiter" in this group. I wasn't there at the foundation of it. It formed on "February 14 2003". I was out with my classmates Rona (together with Aldrich), William, and Joy that one night. But Ben, Lance, and the rest of them were with their dates. Ben says "14" is the monthsary of the tropa.
I don't want to back out of it or totally abort this membership I have with the tropa. Inside, I know I don't exactly feel "at home" with this tropa... but since Ben (the "great communicator") makes me feel so included no matter what the circumstances, I'm giving it a shot.
Anyways, after Lance and Ninz finished at UMC, they joined Ben, Len, and myself on the commute back to La Salle. Before getting in the jeepnee, I bought a Kodak Max 400 24-shot film. I'm wondering if this will be the last roll of film I'll be buying before the arrival of my Digital Camera.
At La Salle, we went straight to the dorms. And found no one. Absolutely no one. Aldrich, Karl, Brian, and Basil (the on-campus male dormers who've stayed dorming inside way after school finished) were no where to be seen.
Ben was angered. I was confused.
We both took out our cellphones and tried to contact these guys. We had the impression they were getting ready at the dorms for the "tropa outing" that Ben had planned. I was frustrated since I had been txting these guys for two days and I barely got replies. Barely.
We found out that they were coming from Manila! That was insane. Joel was already on the way to Festival Mall, while Gaile was well on her way to Festival from Laguna already. Abbey was also on her way. Meaning, Len and Ninz knew we had to get moving. Len, Ninz, Ben, and myself decided that we go ahead. Lance volunteered on waiting for the guys to return from Manila by staying in La Salle.
Ben, Len, Ninz, and myself got on-board a jeepnee to the High Way and waited for a van at the waiting tent. We waited for a few minutes since their wearn't any vans. When one came, "the great communicator" instantly reserved the back seats for the four of us.
Len and Ninz played with this girl's soft black hair in front of us. Ben and I got stirred into a conversation on the Iraq war. We were the only ones talking throughout the trip as we passed by Carmona... passed by Southwoods... went down the South Luzon Expressway... up until Festival.
We met Gaile at herbench/ and Len and Ninz went to buy Gaile a stuffed bear that Gaile named "Joel". Joel arrived and we all ate at McDo near the Carosel. Abbey arrived as well after we finished. We all headed upstairs to see the movie skeds. We were to watch "Just Married" although I preferred a more Oscar-themed movie such as "Chicago" or a darker movie such as "Dreamcatcher".
We waited for about an hour before the movie began. The girls headed one way, while Joel and Ben and I went door to door at some Comics Place. Their hobbies... Joel easily slid into a group of people like him. You know. Long sleeves or short sleeve shirts, baggy pants, sporting a big bag behind them and a cap. Those bags carried Card Books. Name them. Magic cards... Mage Knight figures...
My hobby would be found somewhere else. We didn't stop by any Photo shop or anything. I was content just hanging with Ben and Joel. At least these two guys make sure I'm still with them. Unlike *cough* Aldrich *cough* and *cough* Karl *cough* last Sunday.
I also ran into Kuya Jay, a recently graduated student from DLSU-D. He was the Art Editor of the Heraldo Filipino this past year. We encountered each other in front of the third Hobby Shop that was there.
We all went into Cinema 7 and watched "Just Married". It was an okay movie. Only one scene made me really laugh... the cockroach on the guy's face inside that old and ugly French Hotel. That was funny. The other jokes were just light jokes to me.
After the movie, we found out that Lance was at Sbarro with the other guys.
--commercial--
Karl, Aldrich, Basil, and Brian knew I was over at the dorms last weekend hoping we'd all go out somewhere fun. They tell me that they're broke (except Basil, who was cool). I didn't argue. I left on Monday night and find out that on Tuesday these guys went to Rockwell. I heard they suddenly got money. And they didn't tell me. They invited Joel and Joel went. They invited Ben, but Ben couldn't go. They could have at least asked me.
--commercial--
I wasn't in the exact mood to talking friendly with Aldrich, Brian, and Karl. They did party and shop at Rockwell, a place I've never been to yet. We went to Sbarro and Ben knew my problem but I told him to just keep his mouth shut. Ben, being the seemingly kindest friend towards me in this formulated "tropa", refused to keep his mouth shut about my problem. He knew I've had enough and he made sure "he'd talk to them.". I left Sbarro since I wanted to keep away from those guys for a while. Joel was with me.
When we all met again about an hour later, Karl suddenly gave me this huge hug. Aldrich approached and said something I couldn't remember, and Basil also made this huge apology. I stopped Basil, and said to him "You didn't do anything Basil, don't worry. You've always been cool towards me.". He looked at me and breathed a sigh of relief as he went back towards Gaile.
Amidst the "apologies" I still wasn't in the mood into talking with Aldrich and Karl. Brian, on the other hand, received cash and he could of at least txt'd me they were going somewhere on the day I left the guys (Tuesday). I hated being in conflict. I've been in an off-on conflict with Aldrich the past three weeks and with Karl, it makes nothing easier. I hate being a sensitive Cancerian sometimes, but this is me.
We had a studio picture taken and the guys hung out at the arcade. It was already getting late.
Everyone went home eventually except the on-campus dormers. Lance, was worried since he received news from his sister that a house in his neighborhood was on fire and his house was in danger. Not to add that during that morning while we were on the way to La Salle together, he got txt that he's going to Baguio all of a sudden. Lance, from my perspective, had the weirdest Wednesday.
Aldrich and Karl finished up more tokens on "Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix", which they are basically mastering by now. Basil took Gaile home. Brian just watched. Joel was also hanging around.
We all went home after Joel took us from one parking lot of the mall to another inside his SUV with a soldier driving it. We all got on board another SUV transport bound for DASMA/LA SALLE. I was in the back with Karl. Brian, Aldrich, and Lance were in the center.
The trip home was dizzy... I was riding sidewards. We got off at the main Gate. I suddenly noticed that Inasal was still open, it was almost 10pm! I was thanking God that he still made a hot, delicious, barbeque dinner available just meters down the road. I invited Lance and we both ordered at Inasal just like the old nights' a few weeks ago during Broadjourn Dormers Night Out.
We had take-out and ate at the dorm. We both slept in F5 since F3 was abandoned already.
Aldrich, Karl, and myself enjoyed a meal in F5. It was "my turn" to do the dishes, and not only the dishes we used for our past-midnight snack... but all the dirty dishes in F5. Usually, I would be insulted as "guest" to suddenly wash all the dishes. But I didn't argue. It was "my turn" by the way. I wouldn't like them to blame me that I didn't do anything. I wanted to use cleaning 25 minutes of dishes as credentials for a future application that "i did something."
And from there... it was Thursday.
* * *
A Thurday without a Morning
Read on cellphone clock: 1:15pm
I woke up to find that Thursday morning never existed.
Trip to canteen to get "breakfast": 3:45pm
My eyes were heavy as I weakly stepped into the Chinese Food Castle and ordered a Sweet and Sour Pork for Takeout. I enjoyed it and soon found out we were going Bowling at Robinsons.
We commuted and for once I wasn't moody or conscious. While on the jeepnee, I was realizing that I probably knew what my problem is the past few days.
--commericial--
A bad case of being Dormsick
It's my classmates. Yep. Broadjourn. My heart is so balanced and so healthy when I'm laughing in the company of them. The little jokes to the times we'd eat at Square Canteen. The walks with Eric and Maycee to the Heraldo Office. The greetings at the dormitories to Argent, Mark, Kurt and them. The friends I've met this past year that I greet and get greeted from down that acacia avenue.
My life in College has been balanced. No one can say I am turning into a feminist guy since 80% of my class are girls. Why? I dorm in a Men's Dormitory and chill out with the guys a lot still. I have academics. I also have orgs. I write for a paper, I promote for a channel.
But what happens when I'm suddenly unprepared emotionally, physically, and mentally when things change? Academics are cancelled for three weeks. Heraldo Filipino is on a "break" somewhat. The Com CH is doing light-shootings. And the worse change of all... the dorm. Not having a dorm. When going home to Tanza is the only home to go to. Tanza's location is so off-the-main road. In Dasmariñas and in the dorm, it's living in the center of all my businesses. But living away from the center of everything is killing me.
I never prepared so this is how I feel. I'm moody and challenged. I'm confused. My hatred of commuting alone doubles my stress. It easily makes me return to my High School bad habits. Waiting for someone to come home with me. Asking someone to come home with me.
This is the backlash of dorm life. When your dorm gets pulled away from you suddenly and you aren't prepared to handle the changes, you get emotional.
--commercial--
A few Zeros in Bowling turns into a Strike at the End
We met Aldrich's classmates Vanessa and May Ann. Brian, Aldrich and Vanessa formed the other lane. While Karl and I formed our lane. May Ann didn't play. I haven't gone bowling since 2nd Year High School when Nikki took us to Orchard. I couldn't hit any pins during my first five rounds! It was crazy. The ball just kept spinning the wrong way. I slowly adjusted and at the end of the game, I hit a Spare. And on my very last ball, I whispered to myself "for my classmates in Broadjourn"...
and BAM!! I got a Strike! Awesome!! Even the two girls I just met (Vanessa and May Ann) clapped and cheered since they knew how I was fairing out in the beginning.
After bowling, we ate at the Food Court and then the guys (Aldrich, Karl, and Brian) did a little shopping. I was with Brian this time (something new) and Brian bought a cap and a polo just like that. Karl and Aldrich were trying on jackets at Penshoppe. Aldrich got to know the name of the Penshoppe saleslady and got a discount (since Aldrich always buys at Penshoppe Rob Imus). Now, Aldrich knows several names of people from different stores. Like some Angelica from Penshoppe Festival. Nakakainget... no, not the popularity. The discounts he can get!! I'm shy to ask since I'm not exactly that much of a frequent buyer.
Thursday night enveloped our plans as we got off a jeepnee in front of SM Bacoor. We got on a Babybus (first time I saw Karl and Brian on a babybus) and traveled to Aldrich's house. That sound a babybus makes, ya know, that chirping sound... made me reminisce High School days. I want to dedicate my blog template into a Babybus theme one day... I'll wait for a Digicam.
We ate at his house and then rented movies out at Video City Gentri. After that, we went to my house around 11pm and then moved into Paul's room. We watched the following movies in the following order.
"100 Girls"
- i think Karl rented it. a stateside dormitory and some guy's ambition to learn the importance between the two sexes and why they have sex.
"Ocean's Eleven"
- i had no idea that the opening scene at the poker table was really a "The WB" treat with Holly Marie Combs (Charmed, Piper), Joshua Jackson (Dawson's Creek, Pacey), and Barry Watson (7th Heaven, Matt) were there. great movie.
"Dracula 2000"
- i fell asleep after the opening credits...
We also rented "Cube", but we all fell asleep. "I told you guys we'd fall asleep after two movies..."
* * *
It was then Friday morning. They left no more than 15 minutes after they woke up. And that was it.
Wednesday, March 26, 2003
Hopefully a New Day has Come
The remedy is the experience. It is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that its serious. Which is a strange enough new play on words
I say the tragedy is how youre gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in the end.
I wont worry my life away...
I wont worry my life away...
Good morning. It's a sunny Wednesday morning. I'm up and about early since I'll be meeting Lance at McDo Tanza anytime now. He just got stuck in traffic. We will both be going to La Salle this morning to meet with the other guys. Joel will be arriving at La Salle around 1230pm according to what he txt'd me last night.
I have no idea where we will be going. I have no idea if it'll be an overnight thing. But I packed extra clothes and I'm ready to leave it at the dorms from now on (inside F9) just in case so I won't have to carry this bag it all the time. I think Lance and Ben are also going to meet. So this really looks like another trip to a mall. Lance said a bigger group picture, once again I didn't argue.
I'm just waiting for his txt right now when he enters Tanza.
Actually, my original plan for today was that it was the best time to go to "Enchanted Kingdom" since Aldrich will be going to his province up north (Nueva Ecija) for a few days then a few more days in Cavite before he goes to Guam. Except, finances trouble Brian and Karl. So we're not going. I just remembered that promo I heard on the radio about EK. "Assemble a group of seven, buy five all you can ride tickets, get two tickets of the same type for free."
Hmmm... Aldrich, Lance, myself... Karl, Basil, and Brian... Joel... that's seven... and Ben... and perhaps Len, Abbey, and Gaile.
That's not happening today. I'll be pleased just going to La Salle and getting out of the house again. I owe my mom so much in the house right now... I think this will be my last outing for this week. I have loads of pictures to scan, a website to start building, and a blog to maintain.
Okay... I should get ready just in case Lance txt's any second now...
The remedy is the experience. It is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that its serious. Which is a strange enough new play on words
I say the tragedy is how youre gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on
So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in the end.
I wont worry my life away...
I wont worry my life away...
Good morning. It's a sunny Wednesday morning. I'm up and about early since I'll be meeting Lance at McDo Tanza anytime now. He just got stuck in traffic. We will both be going to La Salle this morning to meet with the other guys. Joel will be arriving at La Salle around 1230pm according to what he txt'd me last night.
I have no idea where we will be going. I have no idea if it'll be an overnight thing. But I packed extra clothes and I'm ready to leave it at the dorms from now on (inside F9) just in case so I won't have to carry this bag it all the time. I think Lance and Ben are also going to meet. So this really looks like another trip to a mall. Lance said a bigger group picture, once again I didn't argue.
I'm just waiting for his txt right now when he enters Tanza.
Actually, my original plan for today was that it was the best time to go to "Enchanted Kingdom" since Aldrich will be going to his province up north (Nueva Ecija) for a few days then a few more days in Cavite before he goes to Guam. Except, finances trouble Brian and Karl. So we're not going. I just remembered that promo I heard on the radio about EK. "Assemble a group of seven, buy five all you can ride tickets, get two tickets of the same type for free."
Hmmm... Aldrich, Lance, myself... Karl, Basil, and Brian... Joel... that's seven... and Ben... and perhaps Len, Abbey, and Gaile.
That's not happening today. I'll be pleased just going to La Salle and getting out of the house again. I owe my mom so much in the house right now... I think this will be my last outing for this week. I have loads of pictures to scan, a website to start building, and a blog to maintain.
Okay... I should get ready just in case Lance txt's any second now...
Tuesday, March 25, 2003
I'm Only Psychologically Isolated
I believe I have no right to consider myself "isolated". It's just this feeling of missing out.
I admit, I've had contact with a number of people today. It wasn't a "trapped in the room" day like last week. I chatted with Kate Mamon, my classmate. It's her 18th Birthday today. I had contact with my best friend Joel a lot. Like my best friend in High School, Joel txt's back almost instantly after you txt him. And his msgs. aren't even long... but still, he replies fast. Hershey of Com1-1 miss called. Speaking of Com1-1, Judy and I txt'd each other. She's in Naic waiting for her lolo to finish watching a telenobela so she can watch three rented movies with her cousins or relatives or friends.
Lance has txt'd me back after I txt'd him. On the other hand, people I've been waiting for replies haven't txt'd. Aldrich, Karl, Brian, and Basil. I ran out of load mid-day and regained load in the evening. We were picked up by my Uncle earlier this evening so we could go to Sta. Cruz Memorial Park for my Grandmother's 9th Year Death Anniversary.
There, I saw some of my relatives. We joined them just about 30 minutes before they left. The sun had set already. We went to McDo and after buying take-out, I bought prepaid.
I believe I have no right to consider myself "isolated". It's just this feeling of missing out.
I admit, I've had contact with a number of people today. It wasn't a "trapped in the room" day like last week. I chatted with Kate Mamon, my classmate. It's her 18th Birthday today. I had contact with my best friend Joel a lot. Like my best friend in High School, Joel txt's back almost instantly after you txt him. And his msgs. aren't even long... but still, he replies fast. Hershey of Com1-1 miss called. Speaking of Com1-1, Judy and I txt'd each other. She's in Naic waiting for her lolo to finish watching a telenobela so she can watch three rented movies with her cousins or relatives or friends.
Lance has txt'd me back after I txt'd him. On the other hand, people I've been waiting for replies haven't txt'd. Aldrich, Karl, Brian, and Basil. I ran out of load mid-day and regained load in the evening. We were picked up by my Uncle earlier this evening so we could go to Sta. Cruz Memorial Park for my Grandmother's 9th Year Death Anniversary.
There, I saw some of my relatives. We joined them just about 30 minutes before they left. The sun had set already. We went to McDo and after buying take-out, I bought prepaid.
A glimpse into my Navy Blue Nokia 3210 INBOX
(in order to how it shows up)
G7 Joy Anne (...knowing that even our kids would be friends.)
BRJM Camille (minsan, i'm busy...)
COM11 Hershey (close your eyes...)
COM11 Judy (do you know what tym and day philosophy of man...)
Txtm8 Cindy (it's rare to find a person who accepts...)
TCHR Ammie (me too! i was so so excited to see both of you...)
G7 Joy Anne (we sail in the ocean of no end...)
G7 Dominique1 (if you ever wake up one time and find...)
G7 Joy Anne (all the things in life are not meant to last...)
- BRJM Jezire (...it's hard for me to admit my mistakes...)
* Joel ('. ' ) (sleeping.)
- BRJM Angge (God is so wise...)
AHS Haqui (funny, when you wait for the right person to come...)
* Joel ('. ' ) (going to the dorm tomorrow.)
SMRT Service (CANCER: adjusting your habits to meet...)
TV Jack (fairytales usually start with...)
- BRJM Angge (true friends are rare!...)
- BRJM Jezire (minsan mas ok pa ang magkaibigan...)
- BRJM Angge (i may not be the one you run to...)
AHS T.Leah (life is like a movie...)
- BRJM Angge (say this: JESUS loves ME...)
A glimpse into my Navy Blue Nokia 3210 OUTBOX
(in order to how it shows up)
01 (saved from D0RM Aldrich)
- (totoo ba na ang mga GWAPO at MAGAGANDA...)
02 (saved from D0RM Aldrich)
- (...i can't lose a friend that i've learned to love so much.)
03 (saved from D0RM Aldrich)
- (CONGRATS! your phone has been installed...)
04 (saved) - (p3000; p750-wallet, p500-photos, ...)
05 (sent) - (not one moment when we were together...)
Why do I do this? For memory's sake. That in this moment of time, these are the messages I had with me. That these are the messages that I had with me wherever I went, wherever I stayed, and wherever I slept during the current time period.
(in order to how it shows up)
G7 Joy Anne (...knowing that even our kids would be friends.)
BRJM Camille (minsan, i'm busy...)
COM11 Hershey (close your eyes...)
COM11 Judy (do you know what tym and day philosophy of man...)
Txtm8 Cindy (it's rare to find a person who accepts...)
TCHR Ammie (me too! i was so so excited to see both of you...)
G7 Joy Anne (we sail in the ocean of no end...)
G7 Dominique1 (if you ever wake up one time and find...)
G7 Joy Anne (all the things in life are not meant to last...)
- BRJM Jezire (...it's hard for me to admit my mistakes...)
* Joel ('. ' ) (sleeping.)
- BRJM Angge (God is so wise...)
AHS Haqui (funny, when you wait for the right person to come...)
* Joel ('. ' ) (going to the dorm tomorrow.)
SMRT Service (CANCER: adjusting your habits to meet...)
TV Jack (fairytales usually start with...)
- BRJM Angge (true friends are rare!...)
- BRJM Jezire (minsan mas ok pa ang magkaibigan...)
- BRJM Angge (i may not be the one you run to...)
AHS T.Leah (life is like a movie...)
- BRJM Angge (say this: JESUS loves ME...)
A glimpse into my Navy Blue Nokia 3210 OUTBOX
(in order to how it shows up)
01 (saved from D0RM Aldrich)
- (totoo ba na ang mga GWAPO at MAGAGANDA...)
02 (saved from D0RM Aldrich)
- (...i can't lose a friend that i've learned to love so much.)
03 (saved from D0RM Aldrich)
- (CONGRATS! your phone has been installed...)
04 (saved) - (p3000; p750-wallet, p500-photos, ...)
05 (sent) - (not one moment when we were together...)
Why do I do this? For memory's sake. That in this moment of time, these are the messages I had with me. That these are the messages that I had with me wherever I went, wherever I stayed, and wherever I slept during the current time period.
I already miss hanging out with the guys...
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be...me
I am so down and depressed right now. I've never felt this kind of isolation. I mean, if I'm feeling like this just for the lack of company of being with the guys and all... how would not being with the girl I would love be like? It's scary. I'm at home now after a four-day stay with the guys at the dorms in La Salle. I'm feeling bad because the fun of going places sort of faded away so quickly. The uncertainty of the Kuwaiti guys' skeds (Karl, Brian, and Basil) added with Aldrich's departure to Guam in a few days just depresses me even more.
Lance, on the other hand, is as cool and steady right now. I can also be glad to say that Lance and I NEVER had a single serious conflict ever since we entered College... no wait, it could go further back... ever since before graduation in High School. We've been cool with each other this past year. And I've seen his best and worst points of Freshmen Year College since he's my room mate.
Let me break it down:
Karl Gullermo (from Kuwait, F9)- He's addicted to the "Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix" game in front of X-Site just as much as Aldrich. He went to Festival twice with Aldrich and myself over the past weekend. We've been cool especially during the two trips to Festival Mall the past weekend.
Basil Al-Obaidly (from Kuwait, F9)- I learned more from him recently. Basil seems to be the most practical of the three from Kuwait. He told me the secrets of his own budgeting. Although Basil doesn't have the highest allowance, he will never go broke with his finances. He sleeps early every night and he makes sure he eats when he needs to eat. Cool. We ate out at KFC (just us) on Friday night after Course Card. The other guys couldn't go due to money restraints.
Brian Malcon (from Kuwait, F9)- Very smart in ways of finding words to say in trap situations. I haven't had much talk with him compared to Basil and Karl over the past weekend.
Aldrich Poblete (from Guam, F5)- The one who's spun Lance and myself into fashion frenzy. Well, that sounds too frank. He's probably the one with the biggest influence in the group. Currently together in a relationship with one of my own classmates, he'll be returning to Guam for Summer Vacation. We were together with Karl over the past weekend and Aldrich is addicted to playing that "Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix" game at the front of X-Site.
Lance Prodigalidad (F3)- We seemed to have traded places. He was with the guys all last week, and when Lance went home during the weekend, I went to spend my weekend at the dorms and at the malls. We only met each other again for sure on Monday. I owe him P200 pesos, since I ran broke last Sunday night at 2015 hrs.
Joel Garcia (F11)- He's been in his home inside Fort Bonifacio. He hasn't been with the guys the past week that much. He's constantly calling and txting us over the weekend. When he txt'd us one time "I miss you guys", I thought he was going a little too mushy. I replied "Well, we miss you too. come to the dorm, man.". And now, who's missing the guys and outings more?
I can't wait till there's another outing. I think there's one on Wednesday. Everyone is going to be there. Including Joel.
Sigh.
Should I even be depressed about being isolated here in Tanza?
I can get hit by a paintball twice close-range, but I would be alright as long as I'm with the guys.
I can be left alone for a few seconds just to throw away some gum and find the guys meters ahead of me without turning back, but I would be alright as long as I'm with them still.
As long as I'm with them, I should be alright.
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be...me
I am so down and depressed right now. I've never felt this kind of isolation. I mean, if I'm feeling like this just for the lack of company of being with the guys and all... how would not being with the girl I would love be like? It's scary. I'm at home now after a four-day stay with the guys at the dorms in La Salle. I'm feeling bad because the fun of going places sort of faded away so quickly. The uncertainty of the Kuwaiti guys' skeds (Karl, Brian, and Basil) added with Aldrich's departure to Guam in a few days just depresses me even more.
Lance, on the other hand, is as cool and steady right now. I can also be glad to say that Lance and I NEVER had a single serious conflict ever since we entered College... no wait, it could go further back... ever since before graduation in High School. We've been cool with each other this past year. And I've seen his best and worst points of Freshmen Year College since he's my room mate.
Let me break it down:
Karl Gullermo (from Kuwait, F9)- He's addicted to the "Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix" game in front of X-Site just as much as Aldrich. He went to Festival twice with Aldrich and myself over the past weekend. We've been cool especially during the two trips to Festival Mall the past weekend.
Basil Al-Obaidly (from Kuwait, F9)- I learned more from him recently. Basil seems to be the most practical of the three from Kuwait. He told me the secrets of his own budgeting. Although Basil doesn't have the highest allowance, he will never go broke with his finances. He sleeps early every night and he makes sure he eats when he needs to eat. Cool. We ate out at KFC (just us) on Friday night after Course Card. The other guys couldn't go due to money restraints.
Brian Malcon (from Kuwait, F9)- Very smart in ways of finding words to say in trap situations. I haven't had much talk with him compared to Basil and Karl over the past weekend.
Aldrich Poblete (from Guam, F5)- The one who's spun Lance and myself into fashion frenzy. Well, that sounds too frank. He's probably the one with the biggest influence in the group. Currently together in a relationship with one of my own classmates, he'll be returning to Guam for Summer Vacation. We were together with Karl over the past weekend and Aldrich is addicted to playing that "Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix" game at the front of X-Site.
Lance Prodigalidad (F3)- We seemed to have traded places. He was with the guys all last week, and when Lance went home during the weekend, I went to spend my weekend at the dorms and at the malls. We only met each other again for sure on Monday. I owe him P200 pesos, since I ran broke last Sunday night at 2015 hrs.
Joel Garcia (F11)- He's been in his home inside Fort Bonifacio. He hasn't been with the guys the past week that much. He's constantly calling and txting us over the weekend. When he txt'd us one time "I miss you guys", I thought he was going a little too mushy. I replied "Well, we miss you too. come to the dorm, man.". And now, who's missing the guys and outings more?
I can't wait till there's another outing. I think there's one on Wednesday. Everyone is going to be there. Including Joel.
Sigh.
Should I even be depressed about being isolated here in Tanza?
I can get hit by a paintball twice close-range, but I would be alright as long as I'm with the guys.
I can be left alone for a few seconds just to throw away some gum and find the guys meters ahead of me without turning back, but I would be alright as long as I'm with them still.
As long as I'm with them, I should be alright.
Monday, March 24, 2003
Kuya Eric: Ladies and Gentlemen, may I now present the new Editorial Board of the Heraldo Filipino!
HERALDO FILIPINO - EDITORIAL BOARD - BATCH XVIII
SY 2003 - 2004
Editor-in-Chief
Chiqui Amancio to Chiqui Amancio
Associate Editor
Julie Ann Gatchalian
Managing Editor
Eric Sarmiento to Joyce Fler Reyes
Copy Desk Editor
(acting) Rodolfo Apolo, Jr. to Rodolfo Apolo, Jr.
Office and Circulations Manager
Ma. Charmaine Dumalo to Edwina Clorina
News Editor
(acting) Julie Ann Gatchalian to Cristina Soriano
Sports Editor
Julie Ann Gatchalian to Paul Adraiene Membrebe
Feature Editor
Marthy Angue to Marthy Angue
Literary Editor
Raquel Teves to Raquel Teves
Art Editor
Jay Fulgencio to Jake Ofrasio
Photo Coordinator
Raissa Hapin to Emmanuel Cogama
SY 2003 - 2004
Editor-in-Chief
Chiqui Amancio to Chiqui Amancio
Associate Editor
Julie Ann Gatchalian
Managing Editor
Eric Sarmiento to Joyce Fler Reyes
Copy Desk Editor
(acting) Rodolfo Apolo, Jr. to Rodolfo Apolo, Jr.
Office and Circulations Manager
Ma. Charmaine Dumalo to Edwina Clorina
News Editor
(acting) Julie Ann Gatchalian to Cristina Soriano
Sports Editor
Julie Ann Gatchalian to Paul Adraiene Membrebe
Feature Editor
Marthy Angue to Marthy Angue
Literary Editor
Raquel Teves to Raquel Teves
Art Editor
Jay Fulgencio to Jake Ofrasio
Photo Coordinator
Raissa Hapin to Emmanuel Cogama
TAKE ME TO THE FESTIVAL
The Damage Report - Summer Recess 2003 - Week #1 of 3
NOTE: This is a weekly blog entry that summarizes a series of events of a finished week in and around La Salle.
RESOLVED is the delicate issue of the incoming JOU2-1 and COM2-4. The class gathered together last Tuesday to proove that we are a unified AB Broadcast Journalism section. Our adviser had to bring in our Intro101 Professor from the first semester just to help him organize us. It was proven, whether the Shiftees like it or not, JOU1-1 now will be JOU2-1 tomorrow.
That was Tuesday.
Come Friday was the distribution of the Course Cards of the 2nd Semester. Once again, all the halls of the University were flooded with students. Classrooms contained students waiting for their professors. Others roamed the hallways. JOU1-1 on the other hand were calmly signing on four Class Picture boards that we would be presenting to four professors.
Ms. Kathryn Lacanlale, our substitute in Sociology for her outstanding methods of teaching Family Care.
Dr. Lakandupil Garcia, for being the JOU1-1 Professor in both "Sining ng Kommunikasyon" (1st sem) and "Pagbasa at Pagsulat" (2nd) and in teaching them, he gave his very best by focusing his teaching skills and topics towards Broadcast Journalism.
Ms. Nelda Atibagos, our professor in "Elementary Statistics", for her good character in teaching her subject towards Broadjourn. She's also the one who requested for a picture of the class.
And the fourth professor to receive a Class Picture board of Broadjourn is Ms. Marianne Planas. She's an amazing Professor who taught the class in her subject Reed102: Jesus the Good News. Her methods and creative styles of teaching us added to more bonding.
I'm glad to say that any wrath of the 2nd Semester has been safely brushed aside. Biological Science and General Chemistry are passing. Personal Disappointments appear in English101 (due to a bad Intensive grade) and in Elementary Statistics. Surprises appeared in Pagbasa at Pagsulat (the most) as well as NSTP-CWTSP. In the latter, I was ready to charge into the LCDC demanding a better grade. But after receiving my Class Card there, I shut up. For there is no better grade.
I was riding with Upper and we ate out at some canteen on the "University Avenue". The place we ate at was directly in front of the Daneve pub. Keith, Kats and her boyfriend Jay, Teenah, Upper, and Danielle were company. It was our last "Broadjourn Dormers' Night Out" which became a "Luncheon". I didn't know Upper could drive, it was quite a surprise. She's the person I first met in class, and I will miss her if she's going to continue transferring into the course she really wants- Culinary Arts.
We returned on-campus and Leah and Kaye were with us. There was absolutely no breathing room. I was sitting on someone elses' lap inside the SUV and if the windows were open, we'd look like Sardines inside a vehicle. We picked up our NSTP cards there and proceeded to get our Reed cards. We gave out all the Class Picture boards to everyone except Ms. Lacanlale, who I didn't see.
In the evening, I departed for the Dorm. The 6th Issue of the Heraldo Filipino was released. I have two published articles to finish off my contribution to the Broadsheet this past year. Bringing the number I've had my articles published for an HF Broadsheet up to 7 and total published (including the La Salleño) for the HF to a meek 10. I'm personally planning on doubling my efforts next year.
In the latest issue, I first saw that I had one published. "COM, JOU CELEBRATES MAD". And then I tried to recall if I submitted any other articles for the last issue of Batch 17. I then recalled "oh yeah, that CLE article on Custom Administration". I didn't see it in the paper initially because I've been an idiot by looking directly at the By-lines and looking at what the other writers did. It wasn't until waiting for my classmates to finish in their Reed102 re-compute that I saw on the top of the Front Page "BS Custom Administration to be offered by CLE... more on page A3".
"Huh?"
I opened the flap and saw A3. I opened the flap more and saw in a box "BS Custom Administration to be offered by CLE" and the by-line was Geralyn Ann Isles. "Huh?"
I'm not bothered by the mistaken by-line. I'm bothered by my habit of looking first at the by-line to see who wrote the thing. I didn't focus on reading the headline or the banner, I just looked at names. I've learned my lesson here, I'll look at the content of the article first. Damnit, what's wrong with me?!
It even has a blurred picture of the Dean I interviewed. I bet that Dean is wondering "What happened to that guy who interviewed me?".
Anyways, I was packed for an evening stay at La Salle. I thought the guys there had a place to go, so I was all optimistic on having a fantastic evening. I arrived at the dorm and they wanted pictures taken. I didn't argue, I also wanted pictures of what Ben and Lance label as "tropa" and "barkada" and what I jokingly said to Lance "What is this? ...a Berks?". Well, with Ben's great enthusiasm on "groups of friends" and "tropa" and "barkada", I didn't argue. It was something I thought I'd never be part of.
The truth is, I'm not close with half of this "berks". Abbey of Saudi Arabia and Len the on-off girlfriend of Ben come from PolSci and are interested in shifting into AB Comm... department and into Broadjourn. Together with classmate and my best friend this past year, Joel. Gaile is the girl Basil's been courting, who's raging popularity was recently part of a "clan wars" that involved dorm mate Allan (see past "The Damage Report" entitled "Caught in the Crossfire"). Ben of course, is the lovable AB Psych going AB Comm next year who's in 2nd year. --this is getting complicated, please bear with my sarcasm-- Then of course there's Karl and Aldrich and myself... I don't feel part of it but Ben opens his arms and says "you are part of it.". I don't argue. Why would I?
Well, they didn't go anywhere. Cash problems. WHAT?! For the first time, these guys are going broke. Basil joined me to go to KFC in the evening and I found out he has a budgeting scheme that is working and keeping him afloat. His allowance isn't the highest among the three from Kuwait, but from my perspective... this guy will never go broke the way he is saving. Balanced saving. Not the kind of "I can't go today, I'm saving." BUT INSTEAD the kind like "Sure, I'll go. Let's just not spend that much."
Cool.
I returned to the dorm and we jammed to the song "Ecstasy" by Missy Elliott in Aldrich's room (F5). Eventually Friday concluded and it was Saturday.
Saturday was the first visit to Festival Mall. Aldrich, Karl, Brian, Basil, and myself. Lance went home. We first went to Pag-Asa towards Karl's relatives' house. We followed Karl and got on an Imus-bound jeepnee... only to get off at Salitran and take a tricycle to a familiar looking highway. The highway where jeepnees that pass by La Salle go. The Paliparan or Summerwind-bound jeepnees go to this area. Meaning, we took a useless zig-zag! WTF?! It's like going to SM Bacoor from Tanza except taking a "Cavite City", getting off at "Cavite City", and taking an "SM Bacoor" from there. Weird.
I spoke up but I wasn't angry. I was laughing inside as I followed a 16-year-old teenager raised in Kuwait commute to his relatives' house the funny way.
We arrived there real quick and stayed for a few minutes. Eventually we left the place and ended up at a Jollybee in that area. We searched for an FX or a Van to take us to Festival, but there wearn't any. We ended up inside a Jeepnee found for SM Southmall. A stinky old rusted jeepnee. That's where I found out from Aldrich that he's officially boyfriend of a classmate of mine. We got off at Southmall and boarded a stuffed FX Megataxi bound for Festival Mall.
At Festival Mall, we met with Ben Lim and the six of us had a studio pic and then chilled out around the mall and the arcades like X-Site. Not one memory of my High School entered me during the initial visit to this mall. I mean, this mall did carry those lonely two hours browsing by myself. My first time to the mall was during a field trip in 3rd Year when I was looking for a birthday gift for my high school best friend... and he disappeared into the crowds with my other high school friends. Only to re-appear in X-Site going ride to ride and me trying to catch up.
Well, that was yesteryear. It's now March 2003 and I'm an incoming 2nd year student. I only started to reminisce that old field trip when Aldrich and Karl passed by a computer game shop that I recall entering with Lance back in November 2000.
After eating at Carl's Jr., Ben had to leave just when my classmate Ronalyn and her younger sister Roxanne arrived to meet with us at X-Site. We rode the Rollercoaster and I was seated with Karl. Aldrich and Rona were up front. The girl that my friend and perhaps future model is with is Broadjourn! Go Journ, yehey.
"Any man may love a girl in my class, but no man will stop me from loving them as my classmates."
Rona had to rush home afterwards since she was way over her curfew time set by her mom. We stayed awhile longer until X-Site closed. Aldrich, Karl, Brian, Basil, and myself made our way downstairs to perfectly fill up seats in a big Dasma-bound Van. The Kuwaiti guys laughed silently when some Prostitute-looking young woman entered the Van and sliced us in half. I was in the back with Basil and Brian. Karl and Aldrich were on the reverse-seat behind the driver. I didn't laugh, I was just tired.
We passed by highways and dark fields and shortcuts to get into Pala Pala and down into Dasma Bayan and from there, La Salle.
Saturday night became Sunday morning.
A long Sunday morning. I was planning on going home, but I heard Aldrich and Karl were going to Festival again while Brian and Basil didn't want to spend. After a hard time deciding, I finally had the notion to go to Festival again. The decision was made after I called my house and my mom told me "as long as I'm okay, I can go.".
We took a Van near the UMC to go to Festival. It was on this 2nd trip to Festival that I started to get all emotional again. Sometimes being a Cancer sucks!
(1) I got off the Van and went to spit my gum out at a nearby trash recepticle. When I looked up, my two companions are way ahead of me and they didn't even look back to check if I was following them still.
(2) I felt like I was following them endlessly. I was the only one with a bag, so they kept some of their things with me. Comb, Camera, some powder to keep the sweat away. Which was okay, until they just suddenly opened the bag while I was walking or looking at something. They could say "I need to get something in the bag." but they just opened it like crazy. I don't know why, but I was slightly offended.
(3) They played at X-Site again, the reason we came back on a Sunday afternoon. They played and played and I was watching most of the time since I don't like spending money on tokens. When I decided a P20-4 tokens wouldn't hurt, I decided to play. I only played the Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix game once, and it didn't seem to amuse them at first. Their reactions came way after they finished playing. Quote Aldrich: "I'm so proud you tried everything."... uhm, it was sort of late. I felt stupid after leaving that motion-sensor circular stage when I first played.
(4) At Penshoppe, since my stay at the dorms has been extended, I didn't have any new underwear with me. So, I jokingly said "I'm gonna buy underwear at Festival!". They suggested "Penshoppe" since they both had Penshoppe underwear according to them. I went in, shyly picked up the most simple Penshoppe underwear (Sports' Casual) and pay'd. I went to the back where they were fitting Penshoppe jackets on and suddenly they told me "We know the people here, you could have had a discount.". Well, why didn't they say so at the beginning?!
(5) On a escalator, they suddenly make a decision to go somewhere. I kindly ask them "where?" and they say "Frap.". I'm not familiar with coffee terms such as that, but that's where we went. Coffee Republic at C-Square on the top floor. P140 for each of us. P115 for some Vienna Frap and another P25 for a giant-sized Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookie. What my classmates would probably say "Ang sosyal!"... I brushed that aside and the table had our Frap, plates with cookies, and our three cellphones on it. Aldrich's 5510, Karl's 5210, and my 3210. Wait, I also had my Pocketpad III on it trying to count the damages to my own finances. I cracked simple jokes but the aura at the table was serious. It's like I said a joke and then they'd just stare. I'm not bad trippin' here, but it was irritating.
(6) I was ok, generally in the mall. They finally had cash and Aldrich was buying prepaid. I'm GAME this past weekend mainly because I finally have extra savings free to spend. Suddenly, at 2015 hrs on Sunday evening while I went "ahead" to pay for developing another set of photos down at Island Photo... that i was broke. I could blame it on myself from that Coffee Republic experience, but it was disappointing to suddenly go from the top and crash to the bottom in expenses. George, spend more on clothes not bitty-bitty meals and arcade games!
(7) We were leaving already and to my surprise, the three of us were broke! Karl and Aldrich spent their last cash at the "Little Hong Kong" store on the first floor. They both bought two cheap shirts and changed into it since they were tired and sweaty from "Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix" (a motion-sensor dance game). We went outside and they were looking for an ATM. The first two ATMs we went to were empty or unavailable. We started roaming around and walking far distances on the edges of the exterior of Festival mall. We went into Shopwise and then I saw this "magazine" with a picture of a burning Palace estate in Baghdad. Big bold letters said "Baghdad is Bombed" or something like that. No surprise there. Until I noted closer the "Philippine Daily Inquirer - Sunday Edition" banner on the top. WHAT?! This is the PDI for Sunday? I grabbed the paper and opened it. It's a Broadsheet not a magazine!! I pause in awe as half the broadsheet page had that disturbing image of a Palace burning at night and when I look up, the companions I had just next to me where out of sight. Not again! I walked forward guessing their path and saw them about 50 meters away and deep into the empty mall... all the shops were closed. They were directed to an ATM that was far. They turned around finally and saw me. I wasn't happy now, I was cranky. At that point, I refused to talk to the both of them. I just followed them until I found out it was time to just STOP and count exactly how much we have.
I sat down without telling them this time on purpose at the edge of the empty food court, still lit by those colorful lights. I took out my wallet and then emptied my pockets of loose change. I had enough to get home, Aldrich did too, but Karl was short of 40 pesos. I had 35 pesos extra and we only needed five pesos more which Aldrich completed. After counting, I stared at the two of them and then they started to chat. I instantly called Joel on my cellphone and Joel returned the call after the signal was lost. Joel and I spoke for five minutes as we left the mall. Aldrich and Karl still up front and me behind them talking to Joel.
We found out there weren't anymore Dasma-bound Vans. But a Zapote-bound one. We got on the Zapote-bound Van and the wait was shorter than the previous night. After the van emptied along the way, we had the Van to ourselves as we arrived at the Overpass at Zapote. Aldrich and Karl (and my moral support) tried to bargain for the driver to take us straight to Dasmariñas. P45 Aldrich offered from the three of us (um, where'd he get the extra cash?). The driver said P50... but we didn't P50! It's crazy. We could afford P50 on these situations, but we were totally broke!
I didn't talk to them much and we got on a DBB-C right across the street. Up until the dorms I didn't talk to them. We arrived in La Salle around 1130pm. They went into F5 together to start cooking stuff they bought at 7-11, while I locked myself in F3 to just meditate. They asked me over and over again to eat and sleep in F5, but I was just angry still about the whole trip.
Karl tried, and Aldrich seemed to not even care at that time. I was in F3 until 1 o'clock in the morning. I suddenly realized I wanted to go into F5 and ask Aldrich and Karl one question. "Do you guys want me to sleep here?". That question would answer all my questions if they really cared about me as their friend.
I went there. They were listening to music. I asked the question. Karl replied with enthusiasm "Yeah!" but Aldrich didn't even look up. I think Aldrich didn't believe I was talking to him, so I'll let that pass.
I went in, and the bed I was sleeping on the night before now had Aldrich and Karl on it. I was sleepy and I tried to fall asleep, but Aldrich and Karl were listening to music still, the light were on, and some porn was on Karl's laptop.
They didn't sleep until around half past 3 o'clock in the morning. When they closed their eyes to sleep, I opened mine. I couldn't sleep, my eyes were just shut. I stared at Aldrich's corner of the room for thirty minutes remembering all the times we've been friends since November 2002. I suddenly dozed off to sleep.
I woke up early on Monday morning and fled to F3 to take a shower and make it to JFH to meet classmates of mine in getting our Course Card in Career Pathing. Ms. Sigari's 10am became 1pm, 1pm became 4pm, 4pm became another day.
I did see waves of my classmates. I wasn't feeling "in" with the general group. We just waited at the Kubo until it got annoying and most of them went home including our Class President. I stayed since I was going home with Jerson.
Aldrich and Karl were at the Rotonda while I was at the HF listening to the announcement of the new Editorial Board. I was caught in conflict if I was to go to the LTS since a slot opened up for me. But it would have been 4-days 3-nights in Batangas starting Tuesday morning. That would mean, I would literally be "absent from home in tanza for a whole week". I wanted to go home, I wanted to stay with the guys, I wanted to go to Batangas and meet these leaders. Aaaaaahhhh!
I had so much pressure in me that I could have bursted. Instead, Kuya Eric helped me decide at HF by listing down the slots once again and listing down the new EB and marking down slots. Two slots came out for non-EB. Maycee, unfortunately didn't make it into the new EB, would be going. Meaning one more slot left... and that one last slot deserves to go to someone who really wants to go. I'm a man with uncertainty coming to that, so I said "Thank you Kuya Eric, I think I've decided not to go."
So, with the weight of a long trip to Batangas off my chest, I now wanted to clear things up even more. I told Aldrich and Karl to stay at the Rotonda (on the cellphone Aldrich said "Rotondee") so I could seriously talk to them about Sunday.
I went there and it would be the first time I addressed emotion and honesty towards Aldrich. I apologized for "being sensitive" the previous day at the mall and would appreciate it if they'd let me fix it. Aldrich and Karl had plans of going to Festival for a third day in a row even if it was almost 6 o'clock in the evening. I now had another decision... stay with Aldrich and Karl and fix up OR go home with classmates Jerson and Jonee, who were patiently waiting on the other side of the Rotonda.
Aldrich and Karl went out to get something to eat, but later txt'd me that they were going to Waltermart to eat and they might not go to Festival. When Jonee found out my problems this past weekend and on Monday, she suddenly said "Uh uh, you're going home with us."
With Jonee's reasoning and Jerson's light Jokes, I was convinced to retire back into Tanza. I felt bitin again by leaving... even if I had gone overtime with the guys this weekend. I packed up quickly at the dorm and then left with Jerson, Jonee, Shiela, and Joanna.
At SM Bacoor, Jonee took a Cavite City-bound baby bus and I took my first babybus ride of 2003 with Jerson. Suddenly outside the window of the backseat, I saw Chope from High School! Actually, we both saw each other at the same time. Chope and a childhood friend boarded the dim babybus and Chope sat next to Jerson. Then Chope and I catched up on talk. Cool.
We all got off at Daang Amaya Crossing, just like old times, and including Chope. Jerson joined me in going home since he might not have anything to do since it was still an early evening (8 o'clock in the evening). I ordered a Super Half-Chicken at Andoks for the first time by myself and we took a Tricycle to get home.
After Jerson surfed the net and after I ate while watching "War in Iraq" the CNN Coverage, he went home. After he went home, I cleaned up my room a bit and suddenly felt a little sad again. I was now isolated again from everyone... I instantly started missing the guys and the outings.
The Damage Report - Summer Recess 2003 - Week #1 of 3
NOTE: This is a weekly blog entry that summarizes a series of events of a finished week in and around La Salle.
RESOLVED is the delicate issue of the incoming JOU2-1 and COM2-4. The class gathered together last Tuesday to proove that we are a unified AB Broadcast Journalism section. Our adviser had to bring in our Intro101 Professor from the first semester just to help him organize us. It was proven, whether the Shiftees like it or not, JOU1-1 now will be JOU2-1 tomorrow.
That was Tuesday.
Come Friday was the distribution of the Course Cards of the 2nd Semester. Once again, all the halls of the University were flooded with students. Classrooms contained students waiting for their professors. Others roamed the hallways. JOU1-1 on the other hand were calmly signing on four Class Picture boards that we would be presenting to four professors.
Ms. Kathryn Lacanlale, our substitute in Sociology for her outstanding methods of teaching Family Care.
Dr. Lakandupil Garcia, for being the JOU1-1 Professor in both "Sining ng Kommunikasyon" (1st sem) and "Pagbasa at Pagsulat" (2nd) and in teaching them, he gave his very best by focusing his teaching skills and topics towards Broadcast Journalism.
Ms. Nelda Atibagos, our professor in "Elementary Statistics", for her good character in teaching her subject towards Broadjourn. She's also the one who requested for a picture of the class.
And the fourth professor to receive a Class Picture board of Broadjourn is Ms. Marianne Planas. She's an amazing Professor who taught the class in her subject Reed102: Jesus the Good News. Her methods and creative styles of teaching us added to more bonding.
I'm glad to say that any wrath of the 2nd Semester has been safely brushed aside. Biological Science and General Chemistry are passing. Personal Disappointments appear in English101 (due to a bad Intensive grade) and in Elementary Statistics. Surprises appeared in Pagbasa at Pagsulat (the most) as well as NSTP-CWTSP. In the latter, I was ready to charge into the LCDC demanding a better grade. But after receiving my Class Card there, I shut up. For there is no better grade.
I was riding with Upper and we ate out at some canteen on the "University Avenue". The place we ate at was directly in front of the Daneve pub. Keith, Kats and her boyfriend Jay, Teenah, Upper, and Danielle were company. It was our last "Broadjourn Dormers' Night Out" which became a "Luncheon". I didn't know Upper could drive, it was quite a surprise. She's the person I first met in class, and I will miss her if she's going to continue transferring into the course she really wants- Culinary Arts.
We returned on-campus and Leah and Kaye were with us. There was absolutely no breathing room. I was sitting on someone elses' lap inside the SUV and if the windows were open, we'd look like Sardines inside a vehicle. We picked up our NSTP cards there and proceeded to get our Reed cards. We gave out all the Class Picture boards to everyone except Ms. Lacanlale, who I didn't see.
In the evening, I departed for the Dorm. The 6th Issue of the Heraldo Filipino was released. I have two published articles to finish off my contribution to the Broadsheet this past year. Bringing the number I've had my articles published for an HF Broadsheet up to 7 and total published (including the La Salleño) for the HF to a meek 10. I'm personally planning on doubling my efforts next year.
In the latest issue, I first saw that I had one published. "COM, JOU CELEBRATES MAD". And then I tried to recall if I submitted any other articles for the last issue of Batch 17. I then recalled "oh yeah, that CLE article on Custom Administration". I didn't see it in the paper initially because I've been an idiot by looking directly at the By-lines and looking at what the other writers did. It wasn't until waiting for my classmates to finish in their Reed102 re-compute that I saw on the top of the Front Page "BS Custom Administration to be offered by CLE... more on page A3".
"Huh?"
I opened the flap and saw A3. I opened the flap more and saw in a box "BS Custom Administration to be offered by CLE" and the by-line was Geralyn Ann Isles. "Huh?"
I'm not bothered by the mistaken by-line. I'm bothered by my habit of looking first at the by-line to see who wrote the thing. I didn't focus on reading the headline or the banner, I just looked at names. I've learned my lesson here, I'll look at the content of the article first. Damnit, what's wrong with me?!
It even has a blurred picture of the Dean I interviewed. I bet that Dean is wondering "What happened to that guy who interviewed me?".
Anyways, I was packed for an evening stay at La Salle. I thought the guys there had a place to go, so I was all optimistic on having a fantastic evening. I arrived at the dorm and they wanted pictures taken. I didn't argue, I also wanted pictures of what Ben and Lance label as "tropa" and "barkada" and what I jokingly said to Lance "What is this? ...a Berks?". Well, with Ben's great enthusiasm on "groups of friends" and "tropa" and "barkada", I didn't argue. It was something I thought I'd never be part of.
The truth is, I'm not close with half of this "berks". Abbey of Saudi Arabia and Len the on-off girlfriend of Ben come from PolSci and are interested in shifting into AB Comm... department and into Broadjourn. Together with classmate and my best friend this past year, Joel. Gaile is the girl Basil's been courting, who's raging popularity was recently part of a "clan wars" that involved dorm mate Allan (see past "The Damage Report" entitled "Caught in the Crossfire"). Ben of course, is the lovable AB Psych going AB Comm next year who's in 2nd year. --this is getting complicated, please bear with my sarcasm-- Then of course there's Karl and Aldrich and myself... I don't feel part of it but Ben opens his arms and says "you are part of it.". I don't argue. Why would I?
Well, they didn't go anywhere. Cash problems. WHAT?! For the first time, these guys are going broke. Basil joined me to go to KFC in the evening and I found out he has a budgeting scheme that is working and keeping him afloat. His allowance isn't the highest among the three from Kuwait, but from my perspective... this guy will never go broke the way he is saving. Balanced saving. Not the kind of "I can't go today, I'm saving." BUT INSTEAD the kind like "Sure, I'll go. Let's just not spend that much."
Cool.
I returned to the dorm and we jammed to the song "Ecstasy" by Missy Elliott in Aldrich's room (F5). Eventually Friday concluded and it was Saturday.
Saturday was the first visit to Festival Mall. Aldrich, Karl, Brian, Basil, and myself. Lance went home. We first went to Pag-Asa towards Karl's relatives' house. We followed Karl and got on an Imus-bound jeepnee... only to get off at Salitran and take a tricycle to a familiar looking highway. The highway where jeepnees that pass by La Salle go. The Paliparan or Summerwind-bound jeepnees go to this area. Meaning, we took a useless zig-zag! WTF?! It's like going to SM Bacoor from Tanza except taking a "Cavite City", getting off at "Cavite City", and taking an "SM Bacoor" from there. Weird.
I spoke up but I wasn't angry. I was laughing inside as I followed a 16-year-old teenager raised in Kuwait commute to his relatives' house the funny way.
We arrived there real quick and stayed for a few minutes. Eventually we left the place and ended up at a Jollybee in that area. We searched for an FX or a Van to take us to Festival, but there wearn't any. We ended up inside a Jeepnee found for SM Southmall. A stinky old rusted jeepnee. That's where I found out from Aldrich that he's officially boyfriend of a classmate of mine. We got off at Southmall and boarded a stuffed FX Megataxi bound for Festival Mall.
At Festival Mall, we met with Ben Lim and the six of us had a studio pic and then chilled out around the mall and the arcades like X-Site. Not one memory of my High School entered me during the initial visit to this mall. I mean, this mall did carry those lonely two hours browsing by myself. My first time to the mall was during a field trip in 3rd Year when I was looking for a birthday gift for my high school best friend... and he disappeared into the crowds with my other high school friends. Only to re-appear in X-Site going ride to ride and me trying to catch up.
Well, that was yesteryear. It's now March 2003 and I'm an incoming 2nd year student. I only started to reminisce that old field trip when Aldrich and Karl passed by a computer game shop that I recall entering with Lance back in November 2000.
After eating at Carl's Jr., Ben had to leave just when my classmate Ronalyn and her younger sister Roxanne arrived to meet with us at X-Site. We rode the Rollercoaster and I was seated with Karl. Aldrich and Rona were up front. The girl that my friend and perhaps future model is with is Broadjourn! Go Journ, yehey.
"Any man may love a girl in my class, but no man will stop me from loving them as my classmates."
Rona had to rush home afterwards since she was way over her curfew time set by her mom. We stayed awhile longer until X-Site closed. Aldrich, Karl, Brian, Basil, and myself made our way downstairs to perfectly fill up seats in a big Dasma-bound Van. The Kuwaiti guys laughed silently when some Prostitute-looking young woman entered the Van and sliced us in half. I was in the back with Basil and Brian. Karl and Aldrich were on the reverse-seat behind the driver. I didn't laugh, I was just tired.
We passed by highways and dark fields and shortcuts to get into Pala Pala and down into Dasma Bayan and from there, La Salle.
Saturday night became Sunday morning.
A long Sunday morning. I was planning on going home, but I heard Aldrich and Karl were going to Festival again while Brian and Basil didn't want to spend. After a hard time deciding, I finally had the notion to go to Festival again. The decision was made after I called my house and my mom told me "as long as I'm okay, I can go.".
We took a Van near the UMC to go to Festival. It was on this 2nd trip to Festival that I started to get all emotional again. Sometimes being a Cancer sucks!
(1) I got off the Van and went to spit my gum out at a nearby trash recepticle. When I looked up, my two companions are way ahead of me and they didn't even look back to check if I was following them still.
(2) I felt like I was following them endlessly. I was the only one with a bag, so they kept some of their things with me. Comb, Camera, some powder to keep the sweat away. Which was okay, until they just suddenly opened the bag while I was walking or looking at something. They could say "I need to get something in the bag." but they just opened it like crazy. I don't know why, but I was slightly offended.
(3) They played at X-Site again, the reason we came back on a Sunday afternoon. They played and played and I was watching most of the time since I don't like spending money on tokens. When I decided a P20-4 tokens wouldn't hurt, I decided to play. I only played the Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix game once, and it didn't seem to amuse them at first. Their reactions came way after they finished playing. Quote Aldrich: "I'm so proud you tried everything."... uhm, it was sort of late. I felt stupid after leaving that motion-sensor circular stage when I first played.
(4) At Penshoppe, since my stay at the dorms has been extended, I didn't have any new underwear with me. So, I jokingly said "I'm gonna buy underwear at Festival!". They suggested "Penshoppe" since they both had Penshoppe underwear according to them. I went in, shyly picked up the most simple Penshoppe underwear (Sports' Casual) and pay'd. I went to the back where they were fitting Penshoppe jackets on and suddenly they told me "We know the people here, you could have had a discount.". Well, why didn't they say so at the beginning?!
(5) On a escalator, they suddenly make a decision to go somewhere. I kindly ask them "where?" and they say "Frap.". I'm not familiar with coffee terms such as that, but that's where we went. Coffee Republic at C-Square on the top floor. P140 for each of us. P115 for some Vienna Frap and another P25 for a giant-sized Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookie. What my classmates would probably say "Ang sosyal!"... I brushed that aside and the table had our Frap, plates with cookies, and our three cellphones on it. Aldrich's 5510, Karl's 5210, and my 3210. Wait, I also had my Pocketpad III on it trying to count the damages to my own finances. I cracked simple jokes but the aura at the table was serious. It's like I said a joke and then they'd just stare. I'm not bad trippin' here, but it was irritating.
(6) I was ok, generally in the mall. They finally had cash and Aldrich was buying prepaid. I'm GAME this past weekend mainly because I finally have extra savings free to spend. Suddenly, at 2015 hrs on Sunday evening while I went "ahead" to pay for developing another set of photos down at Island Photo... that i was broke. I could blame it on myself from that Coffee Republic experience, but it was disappointing to suddenly go from the top and crash to the bottom in expenses. George, spend more on clothes not bitty-bitty meals and arcade games!
(7) We were leaving already and to my surprise, the three of us were broke! Karl and Aldrich spent their last cash at the "Little Hong Kong" store on the first floor. They both bought two cheap shirts and changed into it since they were tired and sweaty from "Para Para Paradise 2nd Mix" (a motion-sensor dance game). We went outside and they were looking for an ATM. The first two ATMs we went to were empty or unavailable. We started roaming around and walking far distances on the edges of the exterior of Festival mall. We went into Shopwise and then I saw this "magazine" with a picture of a burning Palace estate in Baghdad. Big bold letters said "Baghdad is Bombed" or something like that. No surprise there. Until I noted closer the "Philippine Daily Inquirer - Sunday Edition" banner on the top. WHAT?! This is the PDI for Sunday? I grabbed the paper and opened it. It's a Broadsheet not a magazine!! I pause in awe as half the broadsheet page had that disturbing image of a Palace burning at night and when I look up, the companions I had just next to me where out of sight. Not again! I walked forward guessing their path and saw them about 50 meters away and deep into the empty mall... all the shops were closed. They were directed to an ATM that was far. They turned around finally and saw me. I wasn't happy now, I was cranky. At that point, I refused to talk to the both of them. I just followed them until I found out it was time to just STOP and count exactly how much we have.
I sat down without telling them this time on purpose at the edge of the empty food court, still lit by those colorful lights. I took out my wallet and then emptied my pockets of loose change. I had enough to get home, Aldrich did too, but Karl was short of 40 pesos. I had 35 pesos extra and we only needed five pesos more which Aldrich completed. After counting, I stared at the two of them and then they started to chat. I instantly called Joel on my cellphone and Joel returned the call after the signal was lost. Joel and I spoke for five minutes as we left the mall. Aldrich and Karl still up front and me behind them talking to Joel.
We found out there weren't anymore Dasma-bound Vans. But a Zapote-bound one. We got on the Zapote-bound Van and the wait was shorter than the previous night. After the van emptied along the way, we had the Van to ourselves as we arrived at the Overpass at Zapote. Aldrich and Karl (and my moral support) tried to bargain for the driver to take us straight to Dasmariñas. P45 Aldrich offered from the three of us (um, where'd he get the extra cash?). The driver said P50... but we didn't P50! It's crazy. We could afford P50 on these situations, but we were totally broke!
I didn't talk to them much and we got on a DBB-C right across the street. Up until the dorms I didn't talk to them. We arrived in La Salle around 1130pm. They went into F5 together to start cooking stuff they bought at 7-11, while I locked myself in F3 to just meditate. They asked me over and over again to eat and sleep in F5, but I was just angry still about the whole trip.
Karl tried, and Aldrich seemed to not even care at that time. I was in F3 until 1 o'clock in the morning. I suddenly realized I wanted to go into F5 and ask Aldrich and Karl one question. "Do you guys want me to sleep here?". That question would answer all my questions if they really cared about me as their friend.
I went there. They were listening to music. I asked the question. Karl replied with enthusiasm "Yeah!" but Aldrich didn't even look up. I think Aldrich didn't believe I was talking to him, so I'll let that pass.
I went in, and the bed I was sleeping on the night before now had Aldrich and Karl on it. I was sleepy and I tried to fall asleep, but Aldrich and Karl were listening to music still, the light were on, and some porn was on Karl's laptop.
They didn't sleep until around half past 3 o'clock in the morning. When they closed their eyes to sleep, I opened mine. I couldn't sleep, my eyes were just shut. I stared at Aldrich's corner of the room for thirty minutes remembering all the times we've been friends since November 2002. I suddenly dozed off to sleep.
I woke up early on Monday morning and fled to F3 to take a shower and make it to JFH to meet classmates of mine in getting our Course Card in Career Pathing. Ms. Sigari's 10am became 1pm, 1pm became 4pm, 4pm became another day.
I did see waves of my classmates. I wasn't feeling "in" with the general group. We just waited at the Kubo until it got annoying and most of them went home including our Class President. I stayed since I was going home with Jerson.
Aldrich and Karl were at the Rotonda while I was at the HF listening to the announcement of the new Editorial Board. I was caught in conflict if I was to go to the LTS since a slot opened up for me. But it would have been 4-days 3-nights in Batangas starting Tuesday morning. That would mean, I would literally be "absent from home in tanza for a whole week". I wanted to go home, I wanted to stay with the guys, I wanted to go to Batangas and meet these leaders. Aaaaaahhhh!
I had so much pressure in me that I could have bursted. Instead, Kuya Eric helped me decide at HF by listing down the slots once again and listing down the new EB and marking down slots. Two slots came out for non-EB. Maycee, unfortunately didn't make it into the new EB, would be going. Meaning one more slot left... and that one last slot deserves to go to someone who really wants to go. I'm a man with uncertainty coming to that, so I said "Thank you Kuya Eric, I think I've decided not to go."
So, with the weight of a long trip to Batangas off my chest, I now wanted to clear things up even more. I told Aldrich and Karl to stay at the Rotonda (on the cellphone Aldrich said "Rotondee") so I could seriously talk to them about Sunday.
I went there and it would be the first time I addressed emotion and honesty towards Aldrich. I apologized for "being sensitive" the previous day at the mall and would appreciate it if they'd let me fix it. Aldrich and Karl had plans of going to Festival for a third day in a row even if it was almost 6 o'clock in the evening. I now had another decision... stay with Aldrich and Karl and fix up OR go home with classmates Jerson and Jonee, who were patiently waiting on the other side of the Rotonda.
Aldrich and Karl went out to get something to eat, but later txt'd me that they were going to Waltermart to eat and they might not go to Festival. When Jonee found out my problems this past weekend and on Monday, she suddenly said "Uh uh, you're going home with us."
With Jonee's reasoning and Jerson's light Jokes, I was convinced to retire back into Tanza. I felt bitin again by leaving... even if I had gone overtime with the guys this weekend. I packed up quickly at the dorm and then left with Jerson, Jonee, Shiela, and Joanna.
At SM Bacoor, Jonee took a Cavite City-bound baby bus and I took my first babybus ride of 2003 with Jerson. Suddenly outside the window of the backseat, I saw Chope from High School! Actually, we both saw each other at the same time. Chope and a childhood friend boarded the dim babybus and Chope sat next to Jerson. Then Chope and I catched up on talk. Cool.
We all got off at Daang Amaya Crossing, just like old times, and including Chope. Jerson joined me in going home since he might not have anything to do since it was still an early evening (8 o'clock in the evening). I ordered a Super Half-Chicken at Andoks for the first time by myself and we took a Tricycle to get home.
After Jerson surfed the net and after I ate while watching "War in Iraq" the CNN Coverage, he went home. After he went home, I cleaned up my room a bit and suddenly felt a little sad again. I was now isolated again from everyone... I instantly started missing the guys and the outings.
Thursday, March 20, 2003
LITRATO 3
In the most highly anticipated sequel to the award-winning mystery and horror flick "Litrato", we are taken five years after the series of murders in which Ben was arrested and sentenced to a Death Penalty. In early 2006, a private Journalist who knows Ben uncovers a box of three additional pictures relative of the original picture of the barkada by the beach. Bianca makes it a mission to proove Ben's innocence and reveal that the pictures carry a cursed story of a barkada's fate back in the late 1980s.
In the most highly anticipated sequel to the award-winning mystery and horror flick "Litrato", we are taken five years after the series of murders in which Ben was arrested and sentenced to a Death Penalty. In early 2006, a private Journalist who knows Ben uncovers a box of three additional pictures relative of the original picture of the barkada by the beach. Bianca makes it a mission to proove Ben's innocence and reveal that the pictures carry a cursed story of a barkada's fate back in the late 1980s.
On the Eve of Yellow Card Day
It's a few minutes after 9 o'clock in the evening. I've been anticipating songs from my favorite radio stations (89.9, 93.1, 97.1) which I rotate through while I'm doing chores in my room. They keep playing "Bring Me To Life" by Evanescence and that one song by Barbie's Cradle. They play it so much, the "Bring Me To Life", one of my favorites this March... will officially expire as one of my favorite tunes. That Barbie's Cradle song I'm starting to like, already expired today in my head. Stop playing it too much!
That makes songs like "Rise and Fall" by Craig David and "Be With You" by Atomic Kitten more exciting to listen to. I didn't hear "Rise and Fall" today, but I heard "Be With You" a few times, but not as much as "Bring Me To Life". I heard "Blowin' Me Up (With Her Love)" by JC Chasez a few times... good enough for me to start learning the lyrics now. "Rock Your Body" by JC's bandmate Justin Timberlake also resurfaced on the radio for me.
Other than songs, I've been working around the room fixing up my cabinet and cleaning some things up. I've also done some surfing on the web. I've read articles at Yahoo! and watched the news on CNN. The 2nd Gulf War has officially begun. March 20, 2003.
It's frightening because it's the first larger-scale war I'm witnessing before my eyes on television. The ones of the past were the bombing raids in Kosovo by NATO if I remember and of course the attack in Afghanistan. But those nations are kind of nothing compared to the current nation "some of the world" is fighting... IRAQ. It's even more frightening because my dad is on an oiler ship in the Northern Gulf, which happens to be the only body of water touching Iraq. U.S. and Iraqi Warships are lined up in that area. My classmate Kate's father is also near the borders of Iraq. But her father is on land and they all have their Visas and Passports and paperworks complete and ready in case they need to evacuate as well. My dad, on the other hand, is on a ship and he can't actually get off the ship until it docks in Singapore.
That brings me to this evening's biggest worry. My Yellow Course Card in Biological Science and General Chemistry. Believe it or not, but also my Yellow Course Card in Communication Arts and Skills 1 or English 101. My grade in English 101 is steady, but since it's only 60% of the total English 101 grade... all hope fails when I think of the other 40% which belongs to Intensive English or English 100. My finals there is screwed up. No solid recitation grade (absent during debate) and the interview about successful people wasn't submitted. Damn.
I've asked mom to get the driver to drop me to La Salle tomorrow morning. I don't feel like commuting. I'm also out of load, so I have to figure out how I'm going to contact my classmates or some of my dorm mates. Hopefully I arrive straight to the dorm tomorrow morning to assess their plans for the evening. I'm packing as if I'm going to "sleep over" some where. The dorm... Aldrich's house... I'll never know. If there's an outing or lakad bukas, I want to go. I'm not in to retiring back into boring Tanza.
It's a few minutes after 9 o'clock in the evening. I've been anticipating songs from my favorite radio stations (89.9, 93.1, 97.1) which I rotate through while I'm doing chores in my room. They keep playing "Bring Me To Life" by Evanescence and that one song by Barbie's Cradle. They play it so much, the "Bring Me To Life", one of my favorites this March... will officially expire as one of my favorite tunes. That Barbie's Cradle song I'm starting to like, already expired today in my head. Stop playing it too much!
That makes songs like "Rise and Fall" by Craig David and "Be With You" by Atomic Kitten more exciting to listen to. I didn't hear "Rise and Fall" today, but I heard "Be With You" a few times, but not as much as "Bring Me To Life". I heard "Blowin' Me Up (With Her Love)" by JC Chasez a few times... good enough for me to start learning the lyrics now. "Rock Your Body" by JC's bandmate Justin Timberlake also resurfaced on the radio for me.
Other than songs, I've been working around the room fixing up my cabinet and cleaning some things up. I've also done some surfing on the web. I've read articles at Yahoo! and watched the news on CNN. The 2nd Gulf War has officially begun. March 20, 2003.
It's frightening because it's the first larger-scale war I'm witnessing before my eyes on television. The ones of the past were the bombing raids in Kosovo by NATO if I remember and of course the attack in Afghanistan. But those nations are kind of nothing compared to the current nation "some of the world" is fighting... IRAQ. It's even more frightening because my dad is on an oiler ship in the Northern Gulf, which happens to be the only body of water touching Iraq. U.S. and Iraqi Warships are lined up in that area. My classmate Kate's father is also near the borders of Iraq. But her father is on land and they all have their Visas and Passports and paperworks complete and ready in case they need to evacuate as well. My dad, on the other hand, is on a ship and he can't actually get off the ship until it docks in Singapore.
That brings me to this evening's biggest worry. My Yellow Course Card in Biological Science and General Chemistry. Believe it or not, but also my Yellow Course Card in Communication Arts and Skills 1 or English 101. My grade in English 101 is steady, but since it's only 60% of the total English 101 grade... all hope fails when I think of the other 40% which belongs to Intensive English or English 100. My finals there is screwed up. No solid recitation grade (absent during debate) and the interview about successful people wasn't submitted. Damn.
I've asked mom to get the driver to drop me to La Salle tomorrow morning. I don't feel like commuting. I'm also out of load, so I have to figure out how I'm going to contact my classmates or some of my dorm mates. Hopefully I arrive straight to the dorm tomorrow morning to assess their plans for the evening. I'm packing as if I'm going to "sleep over" some where. The dorm... Aldrich's house... I'll never know. If there's an outing or lakad bukas, I want to go. I'm not in to retiring back into boring Tanza.
THE 2ND GULF WAR HAS BEGUN
Wednesday, March 19, 2003
BEHIND THE FACE MASK
Brodcst Msktir - Mini-Editorial 001
This could very well be the title of a future "Carpe Noctem" or "The Damage Report" in my blog. I'm going to open up my first own "editorial" here at Brodcst Msktir as I review recent events and happenings from around the world to my very own neighborhood.
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A BUSH ON FIRE
Of course, I would have to start this off with the biggest issue this year. WAR. A war in Iraq to be opened by the United States and its allies with troops- the Brits and the Aussies. The French are screaming their lungs out at the United Nations and the still, hard-headed and very determined George W. Bush pushes through. Bush keeps saying the strike in Iraq will be swift and strong. Saddam Hussein, on the other hand, disapproves what Bush says and tells the U.S. troops that it won't be swift and strong, it will be DEATH.
I'm not into the heavy politics out there, but I do know that the U.S. is a member of the main Security Council of the United Nations. If the U.S. attacks without the U.N. approval, can't the U.N. do anything about it? What... they'll just stare? I'd like to see what happens.
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KILLER VIRUS SPREADS GLOBALLY
Another reason to buy a face mask next time I have the chance to. I'm going to make sure I always have one in the room I'm sleeping in. Who knows when you'll wake up on your bed hearing the sirens from the Municipal Hall or somewhere near. Who knows while you're watching television you're suddenly going to see an Advisory by our President that our nation is under chemical and biological attack. At least we wouldn't be caught in crowds at the Pharmacy.
This virus I've been hearing gives me the jitters. A friend of mine in my Foreigners' Filipino class recently went to Hong Kong. I wonder if he's doing alright under the stress of what is going on over there. Hong Kong, Taiwan, Chinese provinces, Vietnam, Germany, Canada, Singapore, and many places in Southeast Asia including the Philippines have infected people. My dad was originally to arrive in Singapore on the 16th or 17th when his ship docks, and then he'd take a flight to Manila and arrive here on the 17th. The past few days have been the most active days of this disease.
But due to an extention of his ship's stay in the Gulf (yes, that Gulf), he won't be returning to his home port in Singapore until early April. Is this God's way of keeping my father away from harm's direct way?
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THE NEW EDITORIAL BOARD
I'm referring to the Heraldo Filipino Batch 18. Naks. Batch 18's leadership is to be decided next week with the Editorial Board examinations. I'm not ready to take them, so I won't be trying at all this year. But I would be very happy to make it as a Junior Staffer at least by the middle of my 2nd Year High School. I am still an Apprentice Writer for Feature and the News section.
My classmates' Maycee Mercado and Eric Salta will be taking the examination. Wait, I'm not sure about Eric. But I'm very sure about Maycee. Personally, I see she has a good chance at becoming News Editor/Coordinator next year. Personally again, how will that work out as I would be a News writer? Yes, I can take orders from an editor. Yes, I can take orders from Maycee. But, what if our presence as classmates in JOU2-1 next year cause friction in our duties? I'm sure Maycee could deal with it, but what if I can't?
For Feature Editor, I would like to have Kuya Marthy again. He's extremely creative and very interesting when it comes to exploring any kind of Feature' article. For Sports Editor, I'm guessing it will be JP Abcede. For Office and Circulation Manager (OCM), it looks like it's going to be Art Vidal from the Art section. For Literary, it could be Richelle or Joanna. For Photo, it could be Ate Winnie or Kuya Jhecc.
And for Editor-in-Chief next year, I have a feeling it will be Kuya JD Apolo. Although I admit we haven't been close at all at any time in the Heraldo Filipino, somehow I know he'll move mountains if he sits as EIC. Another person for EIC could be Ate July Gatchalian, she'll be an AB Comm Senior next year. Maybe she'll grace the Heraldo Filipino in the same way current EIC, Ate Chiqui Amancio is doing.
But all in all, when it comes to the new Editorial Board and the current one, I'm loving the cast. From what the current Editors have said, Batch 17 is "united" compared to the previous batch. I'm hoping the new writers of Batch 18 and the surviving Batch 17 will also be "united" for the betterment of the University Paper. Good luck Maycee!
***
BROADJOURN2-2
If in any way I had more control about issues such as this, I would hope that Joel, Len, and Abbey would add to a group of incoming shiftees numbering over 20. Therefore, all the new shiftees into Broadjourn could compose one new section... JOU2-2 next year.
52/48 is the digit of JOU2-1 next year, only if the Admin allows it. If not, JOU2-1 will split and be divided into JOU2-1 and JOU2-2. But then again, we don't have control of this. Our fate as classmates are in the hands of "responsible" administrators and faculty.
***
THE SUMMER TERM
That brings me down to Summer vacation. It's only 3 weeks long, and then another 3 weeks at the end of the Broadjourn Summer Term. I have classes this summer. Three of them to name. And I still don't know exactly how it'll work out. I want to dorm if my schedule has classes everyday in the morning. I don't want to commute from Tanza to Dasmariñas. If no one is dorming on-campus (if it's not so lively) then I'll be dorming (hopefully) at a classmates' dorm outside. I'm thinking about William's dorm if he'd allow.
Again, it would depend on the schedule.
***
TOUR DE CALABARZON
I'm very willing to go places this summer. Already this past week, I've left the house to return to Dasmariñas. Last weekend, I had the option of going to Cavinti, Laguna where Basil's place is at. But instead of Cavinti, Laguna... I had an overnight stay at Villa Julia's in Silang, Cavite for the AB Comm Channel's General Assembly (in which former Station Manager Ate Raissa Hapin renamed as "G.S.: Gathering of the Stars"). It was together with 25fps. It was fun, tiring, and scary. Imagine being surrounded by upperclass AB Comm students talking about tales of Urban Legends and friends-of-friends experiences. All in this dark and quiet resort with a swimming pool.
And then today, the chance to pass by Tagaytay into entering Alfonso. I didn't go since I have been very tired.
***
ON NOT HAVING A 2ND HOME
I never realized how not having that "2nd home" inside La Salle had a big effect on me. When I went there last Tuesday, my mind was so stressed out. Aldrich, Lance, Karl, and Brian were all there at the dorm. Basil was in Cavinti, Laguna. I packed up all my stuff from the dorm and it's totally empty and deserted even if I'm still allowed to stay there until the last day of March. Not having that comfort of a "2nd home" and always having that feeling that "home" is somewhere far away... gave me a headache.
I didn't know whether to join my classmates, go to the Heraldo Filipino, fix some papers up, stay at the dorm... OR go to the dorm and go somewhere with them. It was just stressful in adjusting.
***
THAT YELLOW CARD IN BIOSCI AND CHEM
I'm worried about my Course Card in Biological Science and General Chemistry. In Biological Science, the professor is "normal" and I had a required grade to beat. I did my best on the exam, hopefully it helped somewhat. In General Chemistry, the professor is "happy-go-lucky" with the class, but I failed the Finals exam (as other friends in neighboring Comm section did, and some classmates did too). Will the "happy-go-lucky" professor smile "you passed!" or smile "you thought my smile makes you pass!".
***
That ends the first editorial-style way I'd like to talk about things that concern me.
Brodcst Msktir - Mini-Editorial 001
This could very well be the title of a future "Carpe Noctem" or "The Damage Report" in my blog. I'm going to open up my first own "editorial" here at Brodcst Msktir as I review recent events and happenings from around the world to my very own neighborhood.
A BUSH ON FIRE
Of course, I would have to start this off with the biggest issue this year. WAR. A war in Iraq to be opened by the United States and its allies with troops- the Brits and the Aussies. The French are screaming their lungs out at the United Nations and the still, hard-headed and very determined George W. Bush pushes through. Bush keeps saying the strike in Iraq will be swift and strong. Saddam Hussein, on the other hand, disapproves what Bush says and tells the U.S. troops that it won't be swift and strong, it will be DEATH.
I'm not into the heavy politics out there, but I do know that the U.S. is a member of the main Security Council of the United Nations. If the U.S. attacks without the U.N. approval, can't the U.N. do anything about it? What... they'll just stare? I'd like to see what happens.
KILLER VIRUS SPREADS GLOBALLY
Another reason to buy a face mask next time I have the chance to. I'm going to make sure I always have one in the room I'm sleeping in. Who knows when you'll wake up on your bed hearing the sirens from the Municipal Hall or somewhere near. Who knows while you're watching television you're suddenly going to see an Advisory by our President that our nation is under chemical and biological attack. At least we wouldn't be caught in crowds at the Pharmacy.
This virus I've been hearing gives me the jitters. A friend of mine in my Foreigners' Filipino class recently went to Hong Kong. I wonder if he's doing alright under the stress of what is going on over there. Hong Kong, Taiwan, Chinese provinces, Vietnam, Germany, Canada, Singapore, and many places in Southeast Asia including the Philippines have infected people. My dad was originally to arrive in Singapore on the 16th or 17th when his ship docks, and then he'd take a flight to Manila and arrive here on the 17th. The past few days have been the most active days of this disease.
But due to an extention of his ship's stay in the Gulf (yes, that Gulf), he won't be returning to his home port in Singapore until early April. Is this God's way of keeping my father away from harm's direct way?
THE NEW EDITORIAL BOARD
I'm referring to the Heraldo Filipino Batch 18. Naks. Batch 18's leadership is to be decided next week with the Editorial Board examinations. I'm not ready to take them, so I won't be trying at all this year. But I would be very happy to make it as a Junior Staffer at least by the middle of my 2nd Year High School. I am still an Apprentice Writer for Feature and the News section.
My classmates' Maycee Mercado and Eric Salta will be taking the examination. Wait, I'm not sure about Eric. But I'm very sure about Maycee. Personally, I see she has a good chance at becoming News Editor/Coordinator next year. Personally again, how will that work out as I would be a News writer? Yes, I can take orders from an editor. Yes, I can take orders from Maycee. But, what if our presence as classmates in JOU2-1 next year cause friction in our duties? I'm sure Maycee could deal with it, but what if I can't?
For Feature Editor, I would like to have Kuya Marthy again. He's extremely creative and very interesting when it comes to exploring any kind of Feature' article. For Sports Editor, I'm guessing it will be JP Abcede. For Office and Circulation Manager (OCM), it looks like it's going to be Art Vidal from the Art section. For Literary, it could be Richelle or Joanna. For Photo, it could be Ate Winnie or Kuya Jhecc.
And for Editor-in-Chief next year, I have a feeling it will be Kuya JD Apolo. Although I admit we haven't been close at all at any time in the Heraldo Filipino, somehow I know he'll move mountains if he sits as EIC. Another person for EIC could be Ate July Gatchalian, she'll be an AB Comm Senior next year. Maybe she'll grace the Heraldo Filipino in the same way current EIC, Ate Chiqui Amancio is doing.
But all in all, when it comes to the new Editorial Board and the current one, I'm loving the cast. From what the current Editors have said, Batch 17 is "united" compared to the previous batch. I'm hoping the new writers of Batch 18 and the surviving Batch 17 will also be "united" for the betterment of the University Paper. Good luck Maycee!
BROADJOURN2-2
If in any way I had more control about issues such as this, I would hope that Joel, Len, and Abbey would add to a group of incoming shiftees numbering over 20. Therefore, all the new shiftees into Broadjourn could compose one new section... JOU2-2 next year.
52/48 is the digit of JOU2-1 next year, only if the Admin allows it. If not, JOU2-1 will split and be divided into JOU2-1 and JOU2-2. But then again, we don't have control of this. Our fate as classmates are in the hands of "responsible" administrators and faculty.
THE SUMMER TERM
That brings me down to Summer vacation. It's only 3 weeks long, and then another 3 weeks at the end of the Broadjourn Summer Term. I have classes this summer. Three of them to name. And I still don't know exactly how it'll work out. I want to dorm if my schedule has classes everyday in the morning. I don't want to commute from Tanza to Dasmariñas. If no one is dorming on-campus (if it's not so lively) then I'll be dorming (hopefully) at a classmates' dorm outside. I'm thinking about William's dorm if he'd allow.
Again, it would depend on the schedule.
TOUR DE CALABARZON
I'm very willing to go places this summer. Already this past week, I've left the house to return to Dasmariñas. Last weekend, I had the option of going to Cavinti, Laguna where Basil's place is at. But instead of Cavinti, Laguna... I had an overnight stay at Villa Julia's in Silang, Cavite for the AB Comm Channel's General Assembly (in which former Station Manager Ate Raissa Hapin renamed as "G.S.: Gathering of the Stars"). It was together with 25fps. It was fun, tiring, and scary. Imagine being surrounded by upperclass AB Comm students talking about tales of Urban Legends and friends-of-friends experiences. All in this dark and quiet resort with a swimming pool.
And then today, the chance to pass by Tagaytay into entering Alfonso. I didn't go since I have been very tired.
ON NOT HAVING A 2ND HOME
I never realized how not having that "2nd home" inside La Salle had a big effect on me. When I went there last Tuesday, my mind was so stressed out. Aldrich, Lance, Karl, and Brian were all there at the dorm. Basil was in Cavinti, Laguna. I packed up all my stuff from the dorm and it's totally empty and deserted even if I'm still allowed to stay there until the last day of March. Not having that comfort of a "2nd home" and always having that feeling that "home" is somewhere far away... gave me a headache.
I didn't know whether to join my classmates, go to the Heraldo Filipino, fix some papers up, stay at the dorm... OR go to the dorm and go somewhere with them. It was just stressful in adjusting.
THAT YELLOW CARD IN BIOSCI AND CHEM
I'm worried about my Course Card in Biological Science and General Chemistry. In Biological Science, the professor is "normal" and I had a required grade to beat. I did my best on the exam, hopefully it helped somewhat. In General Chemistry, the professor is "happy-go-lucky" with the class, but I failed the Finals exam (as other friends in neighboring Comm section did, and some classmates did too). Will the "happy-go-lucky" professor smile "you passed!" or smile "you thought my smile makes you pass!".
That ends the first editorial-style way I'd like to talk about things that concern me.
Tuesday, March 18, 2003
(because i'm too dizzy to type "The Return to La Salle")
Well, some good news. The integrity of JOU2-1 is more stable than what was known of it just 24 hours ago. It was thought that our section would be sliced in half and placed in the creation of COM2-4 next year. It so happens that after a meeting earlier with Mr. Palad and Ms. Valera, that JOU2-1 does exist without question and without any decrease of members. Instead, the shiftees entering Broadjourn will have to be squeezed in. The limit is 48 students to a block section, and now JOU2-1 next year is reaching up to 52. It's overflowing. If the University Registrar approves the 52/48 position of JOU2-1, we will remain as one solid (very very solid) section. However, if they disapprove, the creation of a JOU2-2 will occur... involving the class to be sliced in half... but still under AB Broadcast Journalism.
It's relief compared to that COM2-4 crisis...
Well, some good news. The integrity of JOU2-1 is more stable than what was known of it just 24 hours ago. It was thought that our section would be sliced in half and placed in the creation of COM2-4 next year. It so happens that after a meeting earlier with Mr. Palad and Ms. Valera, that JOU2-1 does exist without question and without any decrease of members. Instead, the shiftees entering Broadjourn will have to be squeezed in. The limit is 48 students to a block section, and now JOU2-1 next year is reaching up to 52. It's overflowing. If the University Registrar approves the 52/48 position of JOU2-1, we will remain as one solid (very very solid) section. However, if they disapprove, the creation of a JOU2-2 will occur... involving the class to be sliced in half... but still under AB Broadcast Journalism.
It's relief compared to that COM2-4 crisis...
PRICE TAGS AND FITTING ROOMS
I've never gone shopping crazy like this. I went with my mom to my old High School, Atheneum, earlier and afterwards we went to SM City Bacoor. We ate at Goldilocks since we did have expensive food on Saturday night (King Bee Restaurant in Mangahan General Trias) and we wearn't in the mood for more chicken. After eating, I submitted a roll of film to Island Photo and further inquired about how to develop shots from my new Digital Camera (which my dad still has with him on board the USNS John Ericsson still at sea in the Middle East).
I now had money to spend and a lot of savings, and the Monday morning and lunchtime atmosphere of the mall was just excellent. I went into Marithe Francois Girbaud and bought a long-wallet. Now, I have a wallet and something to put pictures and organized money in (no more digging in the pocket). We went into Optical Works were I decided to look for the "rectangularish" glasses compared to the oval-shaped glasses I've had since 3rd Year High School. The lady searched around all the glass displays and finally found one. I also got my eyes checked and found out that my Grade on the old oval-shaped lens glasses were only 100 (i thought they were 150). After another check-up, I found out my new Grade is as follows: 125 left eye, 150 right eye. I freaked out for a few minutes and didn't expect my eyes to have different grades... but I've heard some friends have that kind of thing so I dismissed the thought.
I decided to also revive the oval-shaped lens glasses with new lenses (125-left, 150-right) and what I've always wanted, tinted. Just like Aldrich, heh heh. He can say I "bit" off him now, but one look at Lance....
Two glasses would come out later. My new pair with a silver frame, new "rectangularish" lenses, and the new grades on them. While the old pair came out with new tinted lenses adjusted to the new grades.
By that point, my hair was bothering me. My bangs were so long it wasn't just irritating my eyes, it was already starting to irritate my upper lip. I decided to get a small haircut... at David's Salon for Men and Women. But then, we would have to pay P198 pesos for some "Ms. Acha-choo-coo" just to trim my bangs and snip snap a few times. We went next door to Going Straight and this gay guy cut my hair. I decided since the place wasn't stuffed with girls, ladies, and anyone else... that I open up and instead of getting a normal haircut, I apply a style Aldrich suggested. I explained it to them and the hairdresser did their best. Until it got to a point that it was looking nice but it didn't seem like the way Aldrich described it. I called Aldrich's phone right there and then and we spoke for two minutes about what to do.
But I was too convinced with the haircut in the reflection of the mirror that I dismissed further "experimenting" into applying the style Aldrich suggested, which was the back is shorter than the front and on the sides it kind of slants downward towards the bangs. Oh well, but I do like the haircut. Can't wait to see what I can come up with there.
We went into the Department Store to the Money Exchanger, and soon we found ourselves (my mom, myself and our driver) roaming down the 1st level. We bought long black socks for Paul as he wanted, and I got new white socks. I also bought a new necklace.
Afterwards we proceeded into Bench and I have never gone through so many clothes and multiple fittings in shopping. I tried on five, six, seven different tops. Three different pairs of pants and 3/4th length and overhauled. I love Pennshoppe, but the chances of finding matched clothing with Brian, Basil, Karl, Lance, and Aldrich (the ESPs, english-speaking-peeps) would be higher. I also don't currently have Bench in my little wardrobe.
After what was probably a whole hour (woah, time does fly while you're fitting clothes) I came out with two pairs of pants. One overhauled and the other 3/4th length... the first 3/4th length pants I got. It's also khaki-casual. I thought it would go with the Summer flow. I also came out with three polos/shirts. Two maroon-black bags of Bench came out and I was leaving the place satisfied.
All the fitting made me hungry so we ate at Burger King right near Bench. After eating, we looked for some pinlights for my room and afterwards we dropped by Penshoppe. There, I was surrounded by so many nice clothes. They all looked like something the other "members" of ESP would wear. I saw a Red version of Aldrich's 2-white-line and number-8 polo. I saw two shirts or polos that resembled something I think Lance wore recently. I picked out my own and went for Summer clothes, clothes I think the other guys don't have to avoid conflict, and price.
I tried on another five to seven different shirts and polos until I stood holding four shirts/polos. There was this yellow with black on the sides that I really liked, but then we saw factory defects at the same time found out it was the last on-stock. Damn!
I came out of Penshoppe with another three polos/shirts, to my personal surprise too. We went to Optical Works to pick up my new glasses and my newly smoke-tinted old glasses. We went down to the Supermarket and from the minimal traffic we encountered at the mall today, we discovered that the Supermarket was crowded. All the Cashiers were filled with five to six customers lined up in each. All mom wanted to buy was some drinks like Milk for Paul. We decided not to go in, so after ordering some Greenwich for myself, we went home.
One long day of shopping comes to an end. It's the first time I've actually done it, er, over-do it.
I've never gone shopping crazy like this. I went with my mom to my old High School, Atheneum, earlier and afterwards we went to SM City Bacoor. We ate at Goldilocks since we did have expensive food on Saturday night (King Bee Restaurant in Mangahan General Trias) and we wearn't in the mood for more chicken. After eating, I submitted a roll of film to Island Photo and further inquired about how to develop shots from my new Digital Camera (which my dad still has with him on board the USNS John Ericsson still at sea in the Middle East).
I now had money to spend and a lot of savings, and the Monday morning and lunchtime atmosphere of the mall was just excellent. I went into Marithe Francois Girbaud and bought a long-wallet. Now, I have a wallet and something to put pictures and organized money in (no more digging in the pocket). We went into Optical Works were I decided to look for the "rectangularish" glasses compared to the oval-shaped glasses I've had since 3rd Year High School. The lady searched around all the glass displays and finally found one. I also got my eyes checked and found out that my Grade on the old oval-shaped lens glasses were only 100 (i thought they were 150). After another check-up, I found out my new Grade is as follows: 125 left eye, 150 right eye. I freaked out for a few minutes and didn't expect my eyes to have different grades... but I've heard some friends have that kind of thing so I dismissed the thought.
I decided to also revive the oval-shaped lens glasses with new lenses (125-left, 150-right) and what I've always wanted, tinted. Just like Aldrich, heh heh. He can say I "bit" off him now, but one look at Lance....
Two glasses would come out later. My new pair with a silver frame, new "rectangularish" lenses, and the new grades on them. While the old pair came out with new tinted lenses adjusted to the new grades.
By that point, my hair was bothering me. My bangs were so long it wasn't just irritating my eyes, it was already starting to irritate my upper lip. I decided to get a small haircut... at David's Salon for Men and Women. But then, we would have to pay P198 pesos for some "Ms. Acha-choo-coo" just to trim my bangs and snip snap a few times. We went next door to Going Straight and this gay guy cut my hair. I decided since the place wasn't stuffed with girls, ladies, and anyone else... that I open up and instead of getting a normal haircut, I apply a style Aldrich suggested. I explained it to them and the hairdresser did their best. Until it got to a point that it was looking nice but it didn't seem like the way Aldrich described it. I called Aldrich's phone right there and then and we spoke for two minutes about what to do.
But I was too convinced with the haircut in the reflection of the mirror that I dismissed further "experimenting" into applying the style Aldrich suggested, which was the back is shorter than the front and on the sides it kind of slants downward towards the bangs. Oh well, but I do like the haircut. Can't wait to see what I can come up with there.
We went into the Department Store to the Money Exchanger, and soon we found ourselves (my mom, myself and our driver) roaming down the 1st level. We bought long black socks for Paul as he wanted, and I got new white socks. I also bought a new necklace.
Afterwards we proceeded into Bench and I have never gone through so many clothes and multiple fittings in shopping. I tried on five, six, seven different tops. Three different pairs of pants and 3/4th length and overhauled. I love Pennshoppe, but the chances of finding matched clothing with Brian, Basil, Karl, Lance, and Aldrich (the ESPs, english-speaking-peeps) would be higher. I also don't currently have Bench in my little wardrobe.
After what was probably a whole hour (woah, time does fly while you're fitting clothes) I came out with two pairs of pants. One overhauled and the other 3/4th length... the first 3/4th length pants I got. It's also khaki-casual. I thought it would go with the Summer flow. I also came out with three polos/shirts. Two maroon-black bags of Bench came out and I was leaving the place satisfied.
All the fitting made me hungry so we ate at Burger King right near Bench. After eating, we looked for some pinlights for my room and afterwards we dropped by Penshoppe. There, I was surrounded by so many nice clothes. They all looked like something the other "members" of ESP would wear. I saw a Red version of Aldrich's 2-white-line and number-8 polo. I saw two shirts or polos that resembled something I think Lance wore recently. I picked out my own and went for Summer clothes, clothes I think the other guys don't have to avoid conflict, and price.
I tried on another five to seven different shirts and polos until I stood holding four shirts/polos. There was this yellow with black on the sides that I really liked, but then we saw factory defects at the same time found out it was the last on-stock. Damn!
I came out of Penshoppe with another three polos/shirts, to my personal surprise too. We went to Optical Works to pick up my new glasses and my newly smoke-tinted old glasses. We went down to the Supermarket and from the minimal traffic we encountered at the mall today, we discovered that the Supermarket was crowded. All the Cashiers were filled with five to six customers lined up in each. All mom wanted to buy was some drinks like Milk for Paul. We decided not to go in, so after ordering some Greenwich for myself, we went home.
One long day of shopping comes to an end. It's the first time I've actually done it, er, over-do it.
Monday, March 17, 2003
U.S., ALLIES PULL RESOLUTION ON IRAQ
Any hope of a peaceful diplomatic solution has just dissolved.
May God Bless all Humanity, especially to all those about to suffer loss.
Sunday, March 16, 2003
CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE
The Damage Report - 1st Year 2nd Semester Conclusion - End of Week #35
NOTE: A Weekly Summary of events and happenings I've experienced at La Salle.
"One hell of a conclusion to Freshmen Year College..."
The Damage Report - 1st Year 2nd Semester Conclusion - End of Week #35
NOTE: A Weekly Summary of events and happenings I've experienced at La Salle.
"One hell of a conclusion to Freshmen Year College..."
Friday, March 14, 2003
The Last Day of SY 2002 - 2003
It's Friday of the Finals, and we have Intensive English later this afternoon as our last exam of the week. I missed my debate earlier due to a tooth ache. Last night, I couldn't sleep due to the feeling of sharp glass pushing down on my right molar tooth. I woke up at 9 o'clock this morning, missing a third of the Intensive English Debate make-up class.
Jan and Lance wearn't sleeping in. Allen, who is experiencing a payload of problems with his friends (of which he has many, that makes it the most difficult), slept in. I got 15 dorm mates into a "Batch 1.5" picture last night as well in front of F8 and F9. The other 14 happen to be Ben, Lance, Aldrich, and them. Meaning, we can always get a picture another time. The pictures we got last night would be the guys that would usually shy away from the camera. So basically, "we're covered".
Jan is most likely not going to sleep in F3 any more, meaning Wednesday night was the last night me and my two other roommates will sleep together in the room. Alex Pornel's computer crashed, and he's in a disaster and fit with his room mate Vince. Vince, on the other hand, is shy to encounter Alex. Allen, is caught in the middle of a battlefield with groups of friends he has going to war. Basil, is dealing with Gaile's decision on whether she will accept Basil's courting or accept St. John de La Salle's courting (the actor who played St. John in "All For the Love of Thee"). St. John (real name: Jerome?) is Aldrich's classmate. My own problem with Aldrich (first time it's officially mentioned in this blog) has been solved, but we haven't spoken yet. My concern to Joel's shifting has settled a bit. The original members of my section JOU1-1, have a strong possibility of falling apart as new Broadjourn come in. Flattering, but confusing. My possible failure in General Chemistry adds to the irritating silence of the AB Comm Channel's planned overnight trip which I heard no one's really going to. The HF has a meeting this afternoon to talk about "what?"... the year-end seminar? I hope it pushes through... I hope the whole HF can go...
It's an exciting, tiring, and confusing, cliff-hanger... of a Season Finale.
It's Friday of the Finals, and we have Intensive English later this afternoon as our last exam of the week. I missed my debate earlier due to a tooth ache. Last night, I couldn't sleep due to the feeling of sharp glass pushing down on my right molar tooth. I woke up at 9 o'clock this morning, missing a third of the Intensive English Debate make-up class.
Jan and Lance wearn't sleeping in. Allen, who is experiencing a payload of problems with his friends (of which he has many, that makes it the most difficult), slept in. I got 15 dorm mates into a "Batch 1.5" picture last night as well in front of F8 and F9. The other 14 happen to be Ben, Lance, Aldrich, and them. Meaning, we can always get a picture another time. The pictures we got last night would be the guys that would usually shy away from the camera. So basically, "we're covered".
Jan is most likely not going to sleep in F3 any more, meaning Wednesday night was the last night me and my two other roommates will sleep together in the room. Alex Pornel's computer crashed, and he's in a disaster and fit with his room mate Vince. Vince, on the other hand, is shy to encounter Alex. Allen, is caught in the middle of a battlefield with groups of friends he has going to war. Basil, is dealing with Gaile's decision on whether she will accept Basil's courting or accept St. John de La Salle's courting (the actor who played St. John in "All For the Love of Thee"). St. John (real name: Jerome?) is Aldrich's classmate. My own problem with Aldrich (first time it's officially mentioned in this blog) has been solved, but we haven't spoken yet. My concern to Joel's shifting has settled a bit. The original members of my section JOU1-1, have a strong possibility of falling apart as new Broadjourn come in. Flattering, but confusing. My possible failure in General Chemistry adds to the irritating silence of the AB Comm Channel's planned overnight trip which I heard no one's really going to. The HF has a meeting this afternoon to talk about "what?"... the year-end seminar? I hope it pushes through... I hope the whole HF can go...
It's an exciting, tiring, and confusing, cliff-hanger... of a Season Finale.
THE JOU2-1 AND COM2-4 ISSUE
SIR Palad will hold a meeting later at 1 o'clock in the afternoon with the current JOU1-1 (us). He's going to talk to us about the establishment of a 4th Section in AB Communications Batch 2006. Arranged, it would go something like this.
Current School Year 2002 - 2003
COM1-1, COM1-2, COM1-3, and JOU1-1
COM2-1, COM2-2, COM2-3, COM2-4, and JOU2-1
COM3-1, COM3-2, COM3-3, and COM3-4
COM4-1, COM4-2, and COM4-3
Next School Year 2003 - 2004
COM1-1, COM1-2, COM1-3, COM1-4, and JOU1-1
COM2-1, COM2-2, COM2-3, COM2-4, and JOU2-1
COM3-1, COM3-2, COM3-3, COM3-4, and JOU3-1
COM4-1, COM4-2, COM4-3, and COM4-4
The department is clearly getting larger every year, and so is Broadjourn. A COM2-4 will open up to incoming AB Comm students shifting in from other courses (including: Dorm mate Ben, Polsci students Abbey and Len) and into Broadjourn (Dorm mate Joel, Allen's classmate).
However, the faculty of AB Comm has decided that students who originally signed up for AB Comm but ended up into Broadjourn (with us) will have (or will have the choice) to move into the new COM2-4. And the people really interested into moving into Broadjourn will be in Broadjourn. This could split the class!
More news as this develops after the meeting with our adviser in a few minutes.
SIR Palad will hold a meeting later at 1 o'clock in the afternoon with the current JOU1-1 (us). He's going to talk to us about the establishment of a 4th Section in AB Communications Batch 2006. Arranged, it would go something like this.
Current School Year 2002 - 2003
COM1-1, COM1-2, COM1-3, and JOU1-1
COM2-1, COM2-2, COM2-3, COM2-4, and JOU2-1
COM3-1, COM3-2, COM3-3, and COM3-4
COM4-1, COM4-2, and COM4-3
Next School Year 2003 - 2004
COM1-1, COM1-2, COM1-3, COM1-4, and JOU1-1
COM2-1, COM2-2, COM2-3, COM2-4, and JOU2-1
COM3-1, COM3-2, COM3-3, COM3-4, and JOU3-1
COM4-1, COM4-2, COM4-3, and COM4-4
The department is clearly getting larger every year, and so is Broadjourn. A COM2-4 will open up to incoming AB Comm students shifting in from other courses (including: Dorm mate Ben, Polsci students Abbey and Len) and into Broadjourn (Dorm mate Joel, Allen's classmate).
However, the faculty of AB Comm has decided that students who originally signed up for AB Comm but ended up into Broadjourn (with us) will have (or will have the choice) to move into the new COM2-4. And the people really interested into moving into Broadjourn will be in Broadjourn. This could split the class!
More news as this develops after the meeting with our adviser in a few minutes.
Sunday, March 09, 2003
THE FRESHMEN YEAR FINALE
Carpe Noctem (Seize the Night) - Start of Week #35
"On the Season Ender of..."
ONE regular school year comes to an end. This is the last week of studies for the 2nd Semester. The Finals examination run from Tuesday up till Friday. It's a war between pass and do good or fail and do bad. My war is in Elementary Statistics, despite the coverage of it being from a previous long quiz. I need some help here since I failed to attain the notes. In General Chemistry, I'm also lacking on the notes. I'm determined to review them once I get some notes. And the biggest war for me will be in Biological Science, some simple memorizing is so hard when you have dead interest on a subject such as that.
In other subjects, it'll be regular reviewing. I'm trying to balance my studies and I don't want my High School habits to repeat itself. In subjects I really like, I get high scores. In subjects I dislike, I get lower scores. It doesn't look good in the results. From a 94 down to a 70 back in High School. I don't want to repeat this.
Hopefully the grip of organizations will be loose, as in, entirely loose this week. The AB Comm Channel's next event is the overnight General Assembly next Saturday night at "Hidden Vega Resort", wherever that is. Then for the Heraldo Filipino, it's continued layout of the last Broadsheet this school year. I'm not sure about the Year-End Seminar in Heraldo Filipino, but according to my friend Oliver Ablan, he said "everyone" might go to the seminar. The school can't pay for everyone in the HF to enjoy a 4-day 3-night somewhat luxurious trip to Mindoro... so they only pick out the ones that can witness the change of the Editorial Board. Personally, I am very interested in witnessing how this works among the staffers and EB. And I'm hoping, that in someway, we all can go. I want to know everyone in HF more than just the face in the office.
Class President Tina has already stated that this week is her last week as the classroom President. I believe she should continue her term during the Summer months. I mean, why give out now? Elections for the Broadjourn Program Council might be this week. I'm fully supportive of this. Having our own Program Council will give us a louder voice and is one step in promoting our new course.
I'm in the mood to take pictures again. I took a break mid-February after that week I got 63 pictures, which is my personal record breaking amount within one week. But now, it's Finals time and I have to achieve getting a Class Picture of Broadjourn and a Batch "1.5" picture of the on-campus Men's Dormitory "Pioneers".
To everyone I've met this past year, I hope to see you again next year. To those graduating students I've met, CONGRATULATIONS and GOD SPEED in building your careers. To those shifting and/or transferring out of Broadjourn, good luck and God speed in your new chosen directions. To my classmates, I'm going to see you all this summer and we are going to surf the summer heat and party! Hahaha. To my dorm mates, it was awesome. See some of you guys next year, and to those leaving... like you Kurt, good luck when you get accepted as a Nursing Student at Makati Med. Wooooo hoooo!!!
It's all getting bittersweet now. All the lasts surrounded by all the notes to review. This is the Freshmen Year Finale.
Saturday, March 08, 2003
DISTRESS CALL
from Saturday, March 8, 2003
- I've let it go once. Now it's happening again. And I can't take it anymore. I've had enough.
- I'm concerned towards a close friend of mine about his future. I do everything to help him. He has to help himself too. He's shifting into my section and I encourage him since I acknowledge his potential. I give him all the support. I pray he seriously thinks about his future more.
- A research paper in [Filipino Para sa mga Banyaga] keeps dragging behind me wherever I go. Hopefully I can finish this with my AB Comm partner on Monday night.
- Biological Science and General Chemistry worry me. They sound so simple, but I have dead interest on them. Crazy as it may sounds, but I'm waiting for some of my Majors.
- In my recent Finals examination in PE-Swimming, it turned out I do better in Backstroke than Freestyle. Bullshit. I screwed that up.
- If my grade in NSTP falls anywhere below 2.75, I'm going to protest. If the class gets grades lower than that, we should all protest.
- I just found out that there's a change in the number of sections next year in the Communication Arts Department. First of all, it's disappointing that there is only one incoming Broadjourn section next year (after I started to speculate it may be two sections). The incoming students of Broadjourn will form into JOU1-1. Then, the incoming students of AB Comm first year will form into COM1-1, COM1-2, COM1-3, and COM1-4. Four sections AB Comm, One section Broadjourn. BUT WAIT, it don't stop there. I asked Ms. Noi to confirm, and it got blurry with her explanation. But, as our section becomes JOU2-1 next year, there's the existance of a COM2-4. There is no 4th section of AB Comm in our current batch. COM2-1, COM2-2, COM2-3, COM2-4?, and JOU2-1. And, lastly, with this not-so-important information... it's nice to hear the pioneer Broadjourn to be known as JOU3-1. Progress. ^_^
- She's bringing an EIC from FEU and some production person from RPN. Yep, she's bringing her friends for the debate. A debate? I have to argue on the side of Pro-War in Iraq. Problem? Anti-War is stronger. And a co-writer for the Heraldo Filipino is positioned on the opposing side and I know her powerfully critical ways can slam the debate to a close in favor for Anti-War. Although, I still believe we can throw a show... since our topic is perhaps the most relative at the moment.
from Saturday, March 8, 2003
- I've let it go once. Now it's happening again. And I can't take it anymore. I've had enough.
- I'm concerned towards a close friend of mine about his future. I do everything to help him. He has to help himself too. He's shifting into my section and I encourage him since I acknowledge his potential. I give him all the support. I pray he seriously thinks about his future more.
- A research paper in [Filipino Para sa mga Banyaga] keeps dragging behind me wherever I go. Hopefully I can finish this with my AB Comm partner on Monday night.
- Biological Science and General Chemistry worry me. They sound so simple, but I have dead interest on them. Crazy as it may sounds, but I'm waiting for some of my Majors.
- In my recent Finals examination in PE-Swimming, it turned out I do better in Backstroke than Freestyle. Bullshit. I screwed that up.
- If my grade in NSTP falls anywhere below 2.75, I'm going to protest. If the class gets grades lower than that, we should all protest.
- I just found out that there's a change in the number of sections next year in the Communication Arts Department. First of all, it's disappointing that there is only one incoming Broadjourn section next year (after I started to speculate it may be two sections). The incoming students of Broadjourn will form into JOU1-1. Then, the incoming students of AB Comm first year will form into COM1-1, COM1-2, COM1-3, and COM1-4. Four sections AB Comm, One section Broadjourn. BUT WAIT, it don't stop there. I asked Ms. Noi to confirm, and it got blurry with her explanation. But, as our section becomes JOU2-1 next year, there's the existance of a COM2-4. There is no 4th section of AB Comm in our current batch. COM2-1, COM2-2, COM2-3, COM2-4?, and JOU2-1. And, lastly, with this not-so-important information... it's nice to hear the pioneer Broadjourn to be known as JOU3-1. Progress. ^_^
- She's bringing an EIC from FEU and some production person from RPN. Yep, she's bringing her friends for the debate. A debate? I have to argue on the side of Pro-War in Iraq. Problem? Anti-War is stronger. And a co-writer for the Heraldo Filipino is positioned on the opposing side and I know her powerfully critical ways can slam the debate to a close in favor for Anti-War. Although, I still believe we can throw a show... since our topic is perhaps the most relative at the moment.
SILENCE ON THE SET
The Damage Report - End of Week #34
NOTE: A Weekly Summary of events and happenings I've experienced at La Salle.
"Video tape, Microcassette tape, and Red tape."
WHAT?! NSTP slams it's doors on Broadjourn1-1. How dare they! Wala ba silang konsensya para sa mga kaklase ko nag-hirapan sa pag-luto at sa pag-paplano?! Outrageous! Sadly, I wasn't physically and mentally affected by the sudden rejection last Tuesday. I didn't help out in cooking or anything, since we had a shooting in Sociology. But the utter disrespect and rejection that class president Cristina Aure received was just something to be angry about.
"The NSTP-CWTSP Mishap"
"Intindihan mo naman kami." our two NSTP instructors tell the faces of a post-excited class. "Binigyan kayong time na gawin ng party niyan." they further.
And of course, the class would argue. "Ma'am, sayang yun pancit. Hindi lang kami effecto dito, yun mga bata at mga pamilya namin na may alam may farewell party pa. Ngayon."
The cycle would repeat itself.
"Intindihan mo naman ang side natin." the NSTP instructor, whom we all appreciated until she slapped all our faces with the cancellation of the planned farewell party. The food, the preparation, the money, all put into something going to waste.
Like a broken record they were.
And that wasn't it. They dared to continue about an issue that was delicate and sensitive at the time. She opened her mouth and said "Baka sinasabi ninyo pass kayo lahat sa NSTP."
What?!
About 90% of the class conducted their NSTP-CWTSP services and work with success. In fact, after the Christmas Party we held last Midterm in NSTP, our instructors used the Written Documentary (by Tina) and Photo Documentary (Badge and myself) as a setting example to other courses and sections about NSTP. We've had some other students at La Salle suddenly recognizing some of my classmates that they've seen in pictures. It appears our Clear File is doing the rounds in other NSTP classes.
We gave them what they wanted, and still they threaten some of us may fail.
"The Word Behind the Set of On-Air"
HOLD ON! The NSTP Mishap was on Tuesday, let's go to Monday now. Last Monday was haggard! New probationary member Ayesha de Celis (my classmate) of the AB Comm Channel took her first seminar with us. The guest speaker was the founder of 24fps, and now currently working with ON-AIR and for a production company on ABC-5. We reviewed an advanced episode of ON-AIR and it was fun getting the insights and backstage information about it. I never imagined that the set of ON-AIR (white background) which features host JM (also of Studio 23) was actually his room in his own house somewhere.
The seminar flushed us out of Intensive English (oh thank you) but we missed critical information about the debate next week. It's with the AB Comm Channel that I feel a sense of tradition all of a sudden. I mean, I was the one who applied back then. Now, I'm watching the applicants try out as I sit with the Executive Board. (naks naman, EB na ako!)
Monday night I was at the dorm working with my new tape recorder.
Film shootings took place across the first half of the week. We shot at Ate Angge's, at Charmagne's Dorm, at the Brejanah Alley, and also at the school. It was for our Sociology project due on Thursday.
I didn't want to be so meticulous when it came to shooting with different camera angles, but I decided that it was still my duty to see to it that the camera and the footage would be the best we can make it using the little time that we had.
Jhen lost her voice due to directing, but she got it back a few hours into Wednesday. For Intensive English's interview, I decided to interview Ate Precious of Fiat, because she's a disk jockey on radio who took some time off to work with her restaurant in front of La Salle.
In JOU1-1 Filipino, I watched them have their defense. Jerson showed the class his group's documentary for TANZA-CAVITE CITY. He did pretty good and I liked it. I mean, not bad for a one-night only edit. Sayang lang walang lapelle. With that, the voices would be loud and clear. Plus, seeing classmates like Kate Quisumbing and them doing really good in the interviews and adlibs was nice. Broadjourn talaga.
On Thursday and In swimming, that's where I somehow did the backstroke better than the Freestyle. I did the backstroke first because I thought it was the hardest. It was also the first time I crossed the pool. For the Freestyle, I thought it was the easiest. It is the easiest, but it requires more energy since the backstroke is more relaxed as you can breathe anytime you want. But in the Freestyle, I lost control of my cycle and rhythm and not even half-way down the length of the pool I was doing everything wrong. I got passing for both, but the Freestyle disappoints me. I got an 80, while classmates got 90, 95, and 100's. I was bad trip, but some classmates told me "it's better than nothing, and remember there are some classmates that dropped PE-Swimming all in all."
They're right. Thanks for the pick-me-up.
Than the damn research paper dragged into my Friday and Saturday....