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2010-12-10T16:05:00.000-08:00

Sorry but I have to leave this blog -- this had been inactive for years now. So, I hope you could support my new blog though. It has a real mature twist to it yet still fun. This blog is redirected here.

And oh, FOLLOW ME! :P

It been awhile.

2010-12-04T13:42:00.000-08:00

I've just realized that I have been extremely creative at the summer of whatever year I have created this blog. But now, it feels like I've ignore it. Well, not anymore. I will be back posting in this baby and I will be updating. I am open for links as well. I will post about my every explores -- that is if you don't mind. So, here it goes. But before anything else. I will update some of these babies. I can't believe it has Friendster links. :p

WOW.

2009-08-16T22:42:00.000-07:00

It's been awhile. I haven't done a lot with this page lately. I don't know why though. I used to love this site so much. But hey, people change. Especially in priorities. But, it's ok. I'm back now and lovin' every minute of hanging out with you.

Well, what had changed. Uhm. I'm so over my music now and I don't have the hoodie I posted before. hahaha. :D Expect me to be here once in a while. That is if I'm not busy.

Miss you. XOXO.

Iskol Bukol.

2008-12-24T06:26:00.000-08:00

Nope. It's PEDAGOGY OF THE OPPRESSED.

Paulo Freire is idolized by my teacher in Cultural Anthropology, Sir Donne Jone Sodusta (yes, Russell, your brother! haha.) Freire is an Portugese educator that made a study about how education runs in colonized countries and that includes the Philippines. He discovered that we possesed a certain oppression. This goes to the teachers and students. The struggle for justice and equity exist in our education system. The power of the teachers from students have 100% difference. The cause of this is giving the teacher the control in all that is happening in the classroom. Which is according to Freire, is unfair. The students should have equal rights with those of the teachers. Imagine this example: A typical classroom might have number of students moving none of theit body parts and sitting like toothpicks with all the fear in their teacher holding a long stick, wearing a tight bun. How can learning be applied in such environment? You'll end up being conscious about your posture than actually being conscious of the lesson. Terrible. But in my opinion, this is somewhat good compared to other Western countries that doesn't give any amount of respect to their teachers besides this pedagogy style is slowly fading within the classrooms of the Philippines that again - in my opinion, is one cause of the lowering standards of our schools. So, is the pedagogy our teachers like Miss Minchin that bad? Or maybe, we should get those strict, military like teachers back?

MID AFTERNOON BREAK. ♥

2008-12-24T06:23:00.000-08:00

I got a lot of things to do especially tomorrow for my college's Eco-Camp and as a DevCom Society VP, I need to patch some things up. I was caught off guard and my temper almost bursts. I guess before I shout at someone innocent, I better unwine. Here I am hanging alone and having the time of my life in Coffeebreak. Blogging, updating sites and brainstorming for my Anthroplogy paper (FINISHED IT! yeyy). Well, my chilling out includes - frappe and triple temptation cake. :) yummy. Nice afternoon everyone. You won't catch me blogging for the next three days since I'll be stuck in the mountain ranges of Igtuble, Tubungan. HAHA. :) See you.

My Own Hollywood Experience

2008-12-24T06:19:00.000-08:00

A DEBUT STORY.

It was the night of the stars come crashing down. HAHAHA. :D My Super Sweet 16. Scratch that. 18. I celebrated my DEBUT after two months of enjoying the benefits and the sufferings of the sweet, mature, feminine and responsibility-full world of WOMANHOOD. Yes. Two months. August 19, 2008. I am here to thank all of the people I forgot to mention in my SUCKER debutante speech that meant absolutely nothing in my heart but let's say, I have to say something. When I grabbed the mic for the speech, guess what? My mind went blank. But go on missy, you have to make a speech. HAHAHA. Thank you all for making my life a KICK-ASS party all the way. You know: wild, confusing and obviously worth embibing ALCOHOL for.

I would like to say something about that night. You know, a lot of things happened but certainly I can't forget some of this things. HAHAHA. :D

I listed down some trivias, facts and unforgettable moments you might witnessed or actually missed.

> My dad picked up the band at Gaisano, Russel and Marlon sat at the back and Moshe sat beside me. Yeah. He arranged it. HAHAHA. Plus, they got to have lunch in my house.
> Before the party started, Moshe was like being the technical guy and arranging my music and all. My mom approached him and said. "Mosh? Okay na ang sounds?" =)
> I did a photoshoot / videoshoot at People's Park. *grins*
> I got more videos than photos. *sick photographer* urgh.
> The trail of my gown is actually not in the actual sketch. I was surprise that I have that. HAHAHA. :)
> I can't forget this line. "Kay sin-o ko makiss? Sa drummer? Indi lang. Sa sunod lang kami sina ma-istoryahanay." My dad to Moshe. HAHAHA.
> My "revo-styler" aka sudlay scandal was reminisced.
> Moshe was so stiff the whole evening.
> I ate 3 marshmallows and 3 stick-os dipped in chocolate the whole evening plus a bite on Janine's and Majal's food. :)
> NUMBERS of my 18 treasures didn't arrived.
> My eletronic prayer got busted. But I have two prayers, one from MOSHE (impromptu) and my sister.
> My flower bearer gave tantrums late in the evening.
> I didn't drink any alcohol only a glass of champagne.
> My bestfriend JP told my boyfriend Moshe. "Pssst! Alaga-i lang ni ah." Thrice in one conversation.
> My printer jammed and my give-aways didn't make it. (SORRY GUYS. I'll make it up to you.)
> Moshe made a video for me and the date of my birth was wrong. It should 1990 not 1991, honey. :)
> I took off my shoes before dancing with Moshe.
> Janine and Ninay Sheila made me cry.
> The party officially ended around 1:30am.
> I love my high school classmates for being there.
> I LOVE EVERYBODY WHO WAS THERE.

I owe blogspot a lot. :)

2008-12-24T06:12:00.000-08:00

You know what I owe you guys like updates, new blogs, new sections, comments and shouts. I know, I've been busy for a while and actually no limiting my writing on blogs and journals but actually lending it to prints and stuff but still, I love this blog. It's like an outlet. No wonder my day was not good. My Christmas was worst, got a fight with my mom and sister. They're both hell. Anyways, may be, I`ll be updating once in a while. See you guys and Merry Christmas. ♥

BAD 18

2008-08-29T20:31:00.000-07:00

081990. EIGHTEEN years ago -- I was this clueless kid. I was born that day.

Now, 081908.

Before the clock strikes twelve, Aica send me a greeting. It was a good one. She said. "Greet ta na ka happy2 bithday! Yey, pwede ka na magwatch porn, pwede ka na makulong kag damo pa benefits." HAHAHA. I said, GOSH! Indi ko na gusto mag 18. hahaha. :D I was then at Julie's room and I was playing with her PSP, she said. "Uy, 18 ka na. Bawal na magbaby talk." Why? I then think about this quote I read and I alo gave this to a friend on her birthday, "Being 18 is not just being 18. You can be 11, 12, 15, 17 at the same time." I can be a child and a lady at the same time, as long as the right moment appeared.

Yes. I'm 18.

May be some people are thinking of the good things happened to their life for the past 18 years and to tell you before the 19th of August there's too much skeleton in my closet that I can't clean.

:: I lied. About having a boyfriend but hey, how about a pat in the back? I introduced him to my dad during my birthday. It was a quick encounter but still I was nervous.
:: I stressed. Over the smallest things like school programs and classroom stuff.
:: I ate. A lot and gaining too much weight in the process.
:: I disobeyed. Loads of things and for a simple reason that is "natak-an ko".
:: I cheated. In exams, a few times already.
:: I cried. For no reason.
:: I abandon. People that are worthful.
:: I backstabbed. So human.
:: I snobbed. My family, I didn't spend much time with them.
:: I stole. Getting more than what I deserve (e.g allowance)
:: I was greedy. Asking for luxury.
:: I pretend. To be innocent.
:: I'm a narc. Vain.
:: I'm a sloth. For no reason.
:: I'm a child. I trip a lot.
:: I'm a user. I abuse some things and people.:
: I discriminate. 'Nuff said.
:: I loved. Too much.

Those are some of the not-so-nice things I did before I turn 18. I'm not a saint. No one is.

Happy Birthday to me. :D

INDAK - INDAK

2008-08-29T20:30:00.000-07:00

A little something new for my blog. An adventure at Davao City just right after my 18th birthday. August 20, 2008. It was another first since, it's my first time in Mindanao, it's nerve-wracking for a fat that MILF and MNLF plus the NPA are on the lose. But one thing I learned is, Davao is one of the safest place in Mindanao and continued the harmony with the other part of the country. We also experience how Davao say grace to all the bounty given to them by KAYADAWAN festival. It was fun. By the way, why INDAK-INDAK? Oh yes, I forgot to explain. If Kalibo's Ati-Atihan calls it sad-sad and Iloilo's Dinagyang calls it dagyang, Davao has INDAK-INDAK. This is just a little shortcut. :D Another blog is coming soon and photos too. They are still in the process of formation and editing. Oh yes, they are. hehehe. :D

My August Time Line

2008-08-29T20:25:00.000-07:00

Nineteen days and I'm gonna be LEGAL. I don't know if that is worth celebrating but traditionally? Yes! But even before my BIG day. I have a lot of things to do and to summarize. I give you my August Time Line. HAHA. So I can also keep track of my day. (By the way, the following are copied from my ever trusted organizer.)
Note: Still to be updated and finalized.
August 1Friday
>> 5am - Jogging ajnd breakfast with Moshe
>> 9am - Meet Pam, Grace, Loraine and Norlyn to school for my "Advanced Grammar and Rhetoric Class.
>> 2pm - Have a meeting the secretary of the Mang Inasal - Iloilo Manager, Laila Geronimo.

August 2Saturday
>> Study for Midterms and finalize Hiligaynon papers.

August 3Sunday
>> Rest and church day

August 4Monday
>> Class
>> Recording for Hiligaynon Requirement with Renel, Beth, Jody and Lloyd

August 5Tuesday
>> Pass all Hiligaynon Requirements>> make PPT and Movie Maker presentation for Advance Grammar and Rhetoric

August 6Wednesday
>> Midterms
> 1:30pm - 3:00 PM Hiligaynon RB08>> Study

August 7Thursday
>> Midterms
> 10:30am-12:00pm Communication and Society QH 212
> 1:30pm-3:00pm Humanities RB03
> 3:00pm-4:30pm Intro to DevCom MC1
>> Study

August 8Friday
>> Midterms
> 7:30am-9:00am Trigonometry QH210
> 9:00am-10:30am Advanced Grammar and Rhetoric EB104
> 4:30pm-6:00pm PE EB101
*more coming soon*
hahaha. :)

Today, I've been...

2008-08-29T20:15:00.000-07:00

Extra Friendly
I don't know why but after seeing a very unlikely seen while I wait for the jeepney to arrive at Robinsons' so I can go home around 6:30 pm. The weather was a bit lousy, it was raining and the street floor was of course wet and muddy, those kinds that goes talsik over your pants. I kinda -- I do hate those. But there was this girl in a acute dress and nice shoes and she's really stunning but then I was standing behind her until this girl walked in front of her and splat some muddy water over her patent shoes. And yes! The pretty girl I was eyeing a minute ago turned into a traumatic prima donna. She asked the girl for tissue but she didnt have one still she asked for her hanky instead. The girl gave it to her in full hesistant and she wiped it over her shoes. It was not nice actually. The girl who splat her ACCIDENTALLY apologized how many times. That very moment, I realized that I have been EXTRA FRIENDLY today. Why?I was in P.E. and we have to carry our own chairs to sit in. I carried Elizabeth's seat for her. She's a small girl and she obviously needs help lifting something heavy like a steel chair. After PE, Pam lives in Pavia and so she bought all her stuff with her. Her uniform, etc. I lend her my paper bag so she won't be carrying two bags because it looks awkward and feels like it. I went to my boarding house and change my clothes their and emptied the paper bag I will lend her.For Grace, Loraine and Pam (again. hahaha. kidding!), I bought snacks for them from my sister's food box (shhh. it's a secret.) so we can make our usual salo-salo. I offered Grace to buy her ulam during lunchtime for her and asked Pam and Raine, to buy them drinks. I also helped them with our DVC 201 homework.Later, Moshe asked me to go and spend a little time with him while he's painting something for the council. I did spend almost an hour and a half with him. I bring ding-dong's for him too.I was at Robinsons' buying a Blair Waldorf headband and I made friends with the manang there. Haha. :] She even pick the color that suits me the best.Hahaha. La lang. I just feel much better. :]

A Walk To Remember

2008-06-26T06:54:00.000-07:00

Before the TYPHOON FRANK attacked Iloilo, I spend the whole with Moshe walking at QH (the oldest building in WVSU, almost 100 years old) and other places at our school. At Quezon Hall, there we first met. hahaha. :] Corny. But I just owe him a lot of things in my life. Here's a day with Moshe and Joesyl.

We enjoyed walking around Quezon Hall and just have fun with our time. :]

He is my partner, my best friend. :]

A walk to remember. ♥

My Superman

2008-06-25T20:40:00.001-07:00

It means heaven. :]

True Blue Ilonggo

2008-06-25T19:21:00.000-07:00

Oh well. Found this at ROSADELLE's blog. As instructed post this if you are a TRUE BLUE ILONGGO. Funny thing is, everything just points to each one of us (all the Ilonggo and Capiznon). Read this. It's amazing. Credits to Miss Rosadelle Tirados. :]

You know you're a true blue Ilonggo if...

1. Your one peso is pisos.
[plural? hahaha.]

2. Your bathroom has at least one lugod (or one for every family member).
[GUILTY! My house in roxas has this white stone from Body Shop but still it's LUGOD! hahaha.]

3. Your nanay used to make you drink Mirinda or Royal Tru Orange when you have a fever, which is supposed to make you feel better.
[Oh yeah. We do it before when I was in grade school. hahaha.]

4. Sinamak is a staple on your dining table.
[My family loves sinamak. It's a vinegar with loads of spices like chili, ginger, onions and garlic. Super anghang.]

5. Your toyo is patis and your patis is toyo.
[In Iloilo, yes but in Roxas City PATIS is PATIS and TOYO is TOYO.]

6. You use atsuete for your adobo and refer to pinaksiw as pinamalhan.
[I agree with Rosadelle, we call it pina-isan and I love it sooo much. yum yum.]

7. Your daily meal will likely include laswa, KBL (kadyos, baboy, langka), ginat-an nga tambo with tugabang and okra, ginat-an nga munggo, linutik, apan-apan, etc.
[So true. We usually pair it with fried fish. Apan-apan is love.]

8. November 1 means eating ibus, suman, suman latik, kalamay-hati, bayi-bayi, valenciana or other native delicacies with rice and coconut milk.
[Yes. HAHA. Fiesta Minatay is supposed to be sad but hey, i love celebrating it at Mina, Iloilo. Native food there spells N-A-T-I-V-E.]

9. You call those you love palangga, langga or ga.
[Oh yes, even the manang over the counter calls you ga kahit she's super masungit but still. hahah.]

10. You call your siblings or cousins Inday, Nonoy or Toto. The househelp may call you the same.
[HAHA. Tata is famous.]

11. You call those who are older than you Manang or Manong.
[Sign of being magalang. Though you don't know them, you call them that.]

12. You catch the attention of sales attendants by calling them 'Day or 'To.
[I also call them, Miss or Manang.]

13. Your childhood games include tumba patis, taksi, panagu-ay, balay-balay, ins, tintin baka, etc.
[Ins? hahaha. lol. INS!]

14. You used to be (or still are) scared to go out at night lest you meet the aswang, tik-tik, tayhu, kapre, kama-kama, morto, etc.
[HAHA. As in. I remember the time that we're too scared to leave our slippers outside the house cause of the KULTO's about to take them and put spells bla bla. hahaha. Hilarious.]

15. Your grandparents read Yuhum magazine.
[Yuhum, Liwayway, etc. hahaha. They have collections like my Candy Mags. HAHA.]

16. You call a person, thing, place and event 'kwan' when you forget it.
[Kwan is a stupid word. hahaha. Kidding. Moshe and I say Kwan to each other often. It means something corny. hahaha. Kwan mo.]

17. You use words such as ahay, yuga, ambot ah. I use the last one quite often.
[Guilty.]

18. You often start your sentences with 'ti'.
[Ti mu. Ti ano na ina ya hay? bla bla bla. hahaha. I have a Hiligaynon sudject. I suck at it BIG TIME.]

19. You say goodbye by saying 'halong'.
[Yes. Eventhough I don't really mean it. hahaha.]

20. Your favourite cusswords are 'linte' (if you're slightly pissed off), 'lilinti-an' (if you're now really pissed off), and finally 'yudip*ta' (if you're pissed off big time).
[Silently. Not out loud.]

Guilty? You are a true Ilonggo indeed! Please pass to the other G.I.'s (Genuine Ilonggo bala haw ah).

Life With Frank

2008-06-24T02:30:00.000-07:00

I just can't deny how much damage this super typhoon cause. Especially here in Iloilo. I am one of th lucky people that have the time to talk about this on the net while the others have their connections floating in water. A lot of things happened before the unexpected BAGYO occurred. I thought it was just a typical June rain patikim just like last year. I wentout attend meetings and events. I even attended Senator Biazon's convocation in my school since small raindrops visited Iloilo. I even have some engagement for the day after. My day in school end when brown-out occurred. I went to my boarding house since my sister was scared to death. She told me to buy flashlight eventhough the light and power was back and other stuff with her but I said, I was so tired but then I went with her and thought that the brown-out might come back. That was a lucky move. In the morning, the rain was pouring, there;s no light and only the flashlight was functioning. The DJ hunt that I was supposed to judge was cancelled and the am radio from the other room was buzzing. There I thought something was really wrong. I was dying to write blogs again but I wasn't expecting to write about this. THE SUPER TYPHOON FRANK arrived. It was not pleasant. Pavia and Sta. Barbara was drown, people are already on their roofs waiting for rescue. People in Jaro are suffering because of flood. Pototan was brutally damaged. In one second, Iloilo was in Signal Number One then just a small hours later Signal Number Two and in several minutes Signal Number Three then a few hours in a severe State of Calamity. Me, my sister Jessa and boardmate Julie was listening over the radio and hear all the news but no news from our families. Julie is from Kalibo. No communications since people don't have power that means no celphone batteries. Number of dead people increase in statistics. From 10, to 30 and to whooping 49-60 in Iloilo alone. Moshe arrived in our boarding house to contact his Mom. Eevee arrived from being stranded in Eli's house for the night since the rain was too hard. I was happy we are all safe. I will tell you more by telling by friends' stories.

Pamela is from Pavia. Pavia was greatly affected by the typhoon. Their house was covered by water and there was no dry things inside it. Worst, her 8 month old nephew got lost. Lost in site when the water came rushing inside there house. She was depressed. The whole family was.

Eli is from Kalibo. He can't calm down due to pressure that his family hadn't contacted him yet. We were staying in his house here in Iloilo hoping to help out each other. But the moment, his relatives contacted him, he broke down and cry. His house was rushed by flood. All their properties including car and appliances were damaged. His dad was sick when the typhoon came in. He was worried about them but glad they were okay. Still, he was worried how to bring everything they had back.

Julie is also from Kalibo. She was the last one to be contacted by her family. It ends up when she called her mom and ask about the situation. They were all okay but there house was submerge in water including their car. Material things was okay to lose but the work you put into it was crashing.

Moshe is my boyfriend. He is from Pototan. I never knew something was bothering him because he was acting he was okay. He still have time to laugh with me. His reason was to avoid me from being worried. Their house was sliced in half. No appliances were saved. Thankfully, his mom and younger sister vacated the place before is crashed. But the house they stayed in, the house of his Tita Sol was also submerged in water. Luckily again, they have a second floor. Bubbles, his rottweiller drowned.

Me and my sister had an interesting story. We are here together in our boarding house in Iloilo while my mom and dad is in Pototan. My tita's house there collapsed and my lola's house was flooded. They evacuated in Mina Church for the night. I was slightly worried for them because I know they can take good care of each other but what worried me most id m younger brother, who is in Roxas City and with our helper. I haven't receive a news from him.

Our story was not major unlike those cold corpse lying with mud. I am praying for those who was killed by Frank and the people who lived and have their lives ruined.

Those time passed and we are hoping to get over it all. I wish. You? What did FRANK did to you?

Joey. Sr.

2008-06-14T16:58:00.000-07:00

Meet the GREATEST GUY God ever gave me. He's Joey Indemne De La Cruz. He's strong but funny. He's strict but cheery. He's happy-go-lucky but very responsible when it comes to his family. I love him because he's everything that I am now. Well, all I want to say is. Happy FATHER's Day Tatay. :]

Friday The Thirteenth

2008-06-14T04:14:00.000-07:00

That was yesterday. Well, nothing much happened only that I got totally exhausted with school stuff. Packed with activities plus Moshe and I got our moods clashed in the middle. Yeah. Hell it was. Today, I'm at home. BLISS. :]

He Said, She Said

2008-06-08T07:09:00.000-07:00

Please wait until the imeems are taking its time to load. Press play to listen. :]

He SAID.

She SAID.

This song is like hitting the airwaves and radio stations by storm. Almost all people knows Mariah's girly and sweet song and everyone is going gaga over COOK's soulful and rocking version. But I think it just speaks out both thoughts of a female and male perspective. These imeems are from my boyfriend Moshe's profile and mine. :] It all cliques. I love him so much. ♥

Vodka Cruisers and Ruffles

2008-06-08T06:04:00.000-07:00

Vodka Cruisers, Ruffles and Doritos. The center of my mid-afternoon together with Rowie, Mariel, Precious, my sister Jessa and my brother Joey. Why not add up the coolest titas the in world, tita Gina and tita Tonette. This is all because of the Rotary Club's Family Day that means all Rotarians, Rotarian Spouses and Rotakids will share a wonderful lunch and fun-filled afternoon together.

Here's a little shortcut of what happened.

We drink it in a sunny, mid-afternoon. This family day is loads of fun. I really had a blast. How can I narrate this? Well, the Family Day and Club Assembly was held in Villareal Stadium Gazebo Poolside. The Alati-it sisters are there (Mariel, Rowie, Wiecel and Weenelle), Precious Flores, Hazel Tunguia, etc. :] We all had our first task, we arranged the plates, spoons and forks. After that, Tita Gina and Tita Tonette (the COOLEST titas. HAHA.) drove us to Gaisano to buy some junks and stuff. We raid the wine sections and we ask if we can have Vodka Cruisers and they said yes. We ask how many, they say whatever we want. How cool is that? We also took loads of Ruffles and Doritos. They even joked that when we arrive back they will ask for a thousand bucks fro our parents. HAHA. :] Then, when we went back to the pool, they were already eating and the Strawberry Cheesecake that Rowie and I eyed for a long time that morning was gone. All gone and all inside the other guests stomachs. HAHA. Well, we ate and get drunk in a mid-afternoon. It was just fun. We played games and go swimming. It was a good and happy afternoon.

We also played Gary, the biggest sweetheart in the room, literally. He smiles at everyone and just be cute the whole time. HAHA. Tita boy even played with him and this is what he did. Gary caught on cam. :]

Note: He didn't drink it. This is just pure fun. :]

Next stop: Rotary Induction Ceremony. I can't wait. More FUN and VODKA CRUISERS.

I'm A Boy

2008-06-06T22:37:00.000-07:00

Since I was young, I have loads of friends that happens to be boys. I don't why but yes. Since I am ONE OF THE BOYS. I still can name some of my closest friends since I even learn how to bathe myself. HAHA. Alvin, Daryl, Rio, Michael, Ferd, Grant, JP and Paolo. Now that I am in College. I still can't sue away more of them but hey, they are harmless. I was in Iloilo for a couple of days (it actually made me so sick!) I hanged out with Eli and Moshe. Well, Eli is my BEAST friend. He calls me loser and I call him stupid. So, that's how we roll but we're cool though i still think he's stupid. HAHA. Moshe is, well, my BEST BUDDY turned BOYFRIEND. He's really nice and smart (both book wise and street wise). We just go and be crazy. Dont forget the BAND I managed. Eli and Moshe are part of it too. This Side Up is the name with Marlon, Zary and Russel. I've been with them in a gig and end up with no place to sleep. HAHA. My mom and dad almost killed me. Well. I know I'm safe with them. (By the way, if you want to check out TSU or This Side Up just click here.I just love the LOW MAINTENANCE feeling when I'm with them. It gets so light and carefree. No bathroom sessions and powder breaks but HEY, I STILL LOVE MY GIRLFRIENDS. I still love the gossips flowing for hours. I LOVE IT FOREVER. But this guys are totally diverse and I just can't get enough of the feeling that I like get the best of both words. I just have total fun with them who wont anyways? HAHA. I'm hoping for spending more time with them. Especially school's starts in few days. :]

This side up minus Eli. :]

Busy

2008-06-05T06:36:00.000-07:00

Enrollment and Presswork. 'nuff said. :

Pinoy Ako

2008-06-01T05:29:00.000-07:00

Pig-out? Lamon.
Ballpen? Pluma.
Chair? Salumpuwet.
Pilipinas? Maharlika.

Malapit na lang na Independence Day at halat ng mga batang Pinoy ay nagsasaya. Alam ko hindi dahil sa Araw ng Kalayaan sa Ika-9 ng Hunyo sa taong 2008 dahil Lunes yan at walang pasok. HAHA. Ako rin masaya dahil June 10 na ang unang araw ng klase. May isang araw pa na matikim ang bakasyon. Bakit ako ngtatagalog? Dahil nosebleed ang English. Biro lang. HAHA. Dahil ito ay para sa pagbibigay galang sa lahat ng mga taong nagbuwis ng buhay para sa ating kalayaan at ang bansang ito ay magpatuloy bilang isang DEMOKRATIKONG bansa. Dahil kay Bonifacio, Rizal, Luna, Ponce, Del Pilar, Malvar. Alam ko kahit Dos (2.0) lang ang grado ko sa History marami naman akong natutunan. Yan lang naman ang gradong hindi ko matanggap. Ang hirap naman kasi basahin ang libro ni Agoncillo. Hay. Pero hindi yan ang isyu, eto.

Isa itong kampanya para ipagmalaki mo kung sino ka. Ako, proud pinay. Kayo?

Ang Project Proud Pinoy ay proyektong indibidwal na gawa ni Angelo Aquino. Sumali na kayo. Kung ipinagmamalaki mo ang lahi mo. Sali ka na. Salamat pala kay Kaakaams sa pagpakilala ng kampanyang ito.

Dahil ASTIG maging PINOY. :]

When it rained, it pours

2008-05-31T16:47:00.000-07:00

I guess the saying is so true. My sister is turning 21 years old tomorrow. My dad miraculously recovered and was sent home this afternoon and the five of us had dinner together for the first time in almost two weeks. My brother and I didn't put up any fight today, yes, good news. Janine got even with dumb [I'm happy for you Nine.] My blog received loads of comments, booyah! Plus, I got my GIRLS back. Happy to ~~end~~ my summer with the prettiest smile. End? Not yet. I still have a couple of days.

Smile everyone. There's loads of reason to. :]

I can see these pretty smile again. :]

Tagged. The Blooger Way.

2008-05-30T18:53:00.000-07:00

Got tagged by SHIMI. First tag ko here in blogger. Like Shimi, I'm a neophyte. :]

You share 8 things that your readers don't know about you. Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going.

* each blogger must post these rules first.
* each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
* bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
* at the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
* don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.

HERE'S MY 8 Random Stuff.Ü

1. I'm currently downloading Rihanna's Take A Bow.

2. I spend more time in Multiply than Friendster.

3. I'm addicted to Coffee Break's Caramel Frappe. [yum yum]

4. My boyfriend's name is Moshe. [Yes, real name!] HAHA.

5. I didn't miss any My Girl [Pinoy Version] episode. It's really good.

6. I have four Camster pet. Angel, Moshe, Boo and Chrosen.

7. I love Bong-Bong's Ube Piaya.

8. I do DJ in my University's Radio Station.

Get even. I tag.

•ken
•ket ket
•jet
•kaakaams
•liza
•cheska
•leigh
•tomistoma

[comments are sweet]

Family Drama

2008-05-29T04:12:00.000-07:00

Not a week worth remembering. This is not about a book I just read, a whine about my day, a night-out with friends or my kick-ass summer getaway. This week is all about my family. The people who never fails to cheer me up and comforts me when all of the world forgot about me. The first and last part of my day and always be my everything.

Sounds like, we are having a bit of a problem here. Not just a bit but HUGE. My dad was hospitalized and diagnosed with something like SEVERE viral infection. His throat was scorching, he can't talk, can't eat or even smile. His headache had been going on for days. His fever had been really high and he's having chills every night. He can't sleep. The doctor said that if this go on for about a week, we need to go to a Sleep Lab because he just got the symptoms for Sleep Apnea. This is not a simple sickness anymore. It can cause insomnia, oxygen overdose during days and lack of it at nights, migraine and chest pain. You have night terrors in the middle of your sleep and have the tendency not to breath at all.

Right now, I just wish miracle will make him feel better before this week ends. I am extremely worried. I bet you can say that.

Just this morning, I was there at the hospital with my sister. It's our turn to look after him. He never smile or just give away a little expression. I was cracking jokes for him that would usually make him laugh like a nine year old. But today was different. He looks really sick and almost no energy at all. He was wrathful and annoyed. We tried to help him but he won't let us. He whines or sometimes tried to scream but he can't. After we left the hospital to rest here at home for a while and it's my mom's turn to stay there. She talked to me and asked if dad had been easily angered lately. I said yes and she explained why. My dad is embarassed of being looked after by his kids when it's supposed to other way around. He's ashamed that he's weak and sick. He's mortified that she doesn't know how to take care of himself and that doesn't set as a good example to us.

That explanation splashed over me like a thunder. I never thought he would think about this that way. He's sick that just simple means we should take care of him. Everybody needs rest and he's weak because he was playing to be our Superman all along. Everybody has their weak moments. Like Superman who has a fair share of weakening kryptonite. Right now, I consider his little whining useless but it really makes me sad to think that he doesn't want us to see this. But for me and everybody who knows him, he's the toughest dad in the world. Another thing that enters me mind is a simple conclusion that maybe, just maybe, he can't bear the fact that we are growing up. That things are all different, its our turn to look after him and we have the skills to do that now.

Today, suffering has been hard and fate has been tough. We are all restless and sleepless. Worried about him.

My Mom - She goes to work at mornings with endless call to dad to check on him and doesn't sleep to look after my dad during nights. She brought her papers over the hospital and brainstorm about Rice Production stuff and still manage to check if that having chills or high fever. Plus, think about the hospital bills.

My Sister, Jessa - Puts her Nursing skills into practice right after graduation. She woke up 4:30am to prepare my dad needs and bring all the stuff that would help her conquer boredom by her shift to look after dad. Go back and forth at the pharmacy to buy Mefenamic, Dextrose Supply, etc. Check dad's temperature and BP once in awhile. Feed him during breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Me - Wake up with my sister at 4am and help fix all the stuff we need for the "bantay" shift at the hospital. Buy food, run errands, open the bathroom for him, carry his IV and clean all the dishes in his room, call the nurse and be beside him in case he needs to text or call someone.

My Little brother, Joey - Visiting the hospital and checking on my dad after he consult his teacher for his thesis/study. He's still in high school but he is going at the same high school my sister and I used to go to. We have thesis since 1st year. I know how tough this is for him. Thesis days are such hussle and time consuming. Now, plus my dad is not in good condition and he's not with him 24/7 to lend a hand. Double hard.

Everybody was tired and jaded. But who's complaining? This is what FAMILY is all about. I just hope this will end soon. Please, give me my happy and on-the-go family back. I also pray my dad will get well soon enough before my sister's birthday this Saturday. I can't bear another hospital birthday like 2 years ago.

This is also a part of my Summer, before you whine. Think about the other stuff that is happening around. Worst things happened and we have our share of it. Just deal with it and avoid complaining. Welcome to my Summer.

el.ooh.vee.eeh

2008-05-26T18:47:00.000-07:00

LOVE. I don't know how to explain but maybe this guy could. Read this blog and prepared to wooed by every thing he did and write for this girl named Christine. To Justin, she's a great girl and you're a sweet guy if fate agrees then enjoy the reward. Take good care of her. She's a splendid person, though she thought Eminem is black. HAHA.

CLICK HERE for the blog. Enjoy reading.

Reminisced

2008-05-26T05:09:00.000-07:00

High School. Life indeed is at its best. It's hard to let go and wish you can never let go of the feeling. Just this morning. My classmates and I went back to Capiz National High School-Special Science and Technology Class. My Alma Mater. We need to get out yearbook before the stock will run out. Don't ask. That's public schools. HAHA. But nothing beats the education offered by Special Science Class. Astounding. :D Php250+ enrolled ka na. Parang scholar.

Janine, Maj, Cham, Pao, JP, Fabs, Frang and I arrived at school. We tour around and got hyped up with all the stuff of our old and beloved school. It's still scorching hot but nothing beats the aura of the old environment and good 'ol teacher. Bumping up with them are superb. No more feelings of nervousness because now, they don't grade you anymore. HAHA. After we get our yearbook. We ate at Yellowbox, hang-out at Wayfarer, buy ISAW (yumyum) somewhere near Pizza Junction and went to Cham's crib to eat the isaw. HAHA.

Undergone memory lane, busog ka pa! HAHA. :D

Captions

First photo: Janine, Me and Cham flirting with the door of our departments door at our hallway.
Second photo: My girls at Yellowbox Pizza.
Third photo: Me and my best bud JP and our driver for the day.
Fourth photo: Me, Cham, Janine and Frang at our stage.
Fifth photo: My girls and JP's car. How did we fit? Well, it's magic. :D

I miss high school! :(

closetpoet♥

ETC

2008-05-24T00:41:00.000-07:00

What I did yesterday afternoon until this very moment. I know. Who cares but these experiences are keepsakes of wonderful friendship that I never thought would stay and last after all odds. In every moment that happened there will always be hidden thoughts and realization. For this one, I just realize how lucky I am and I am just gratified and moved by it. :D I love my friends. I have the bunch to die for.

May 23-24, 2007

5:25pm

JP picked me up. At my house so we can go together at Janine's house party. JP is my guy bestfriend since high school. He's been great but sometimes he's a pain in the *ss. HAHA. We hang-out inside his car for a little while before driving off. *Random stuff in here*.

5:40pm

We drove to Gaisano to pick up Paolo and Majal. They have been my closest friends. Period. They are great and I can live with them anytime of the day. No dead air. I was surprised that Nikki was with them. Nikki is Majal's classmates in UPV. We are friends and I like new ones. We hang-out making chika for several minutes at Gaisano roaming about Welcom to find some celphone stuffs.

6:05pm

We drove off to Janine's crib. *On the Radio: Always be my Baby by David Cook*

6:15pm

We arrived at Janine's house. The birthday girl. She's amazing. I do love Janine for her uniqueness and we just enjoy our differences. She told us that we were late and that she was feeling empty because it was almost time for dinner and her friends haven't arrived yet. *Hush Jan*.

6:50pm

Cham arrived. I admire her strength. Swear. I do. She had been an amazing friend to me. Frang also arrived and Carmela. These two are fantastic. They are. Smart and witty.

7:15pm

Jules and RN arrived. These guys are just cool. Very. HAHA.

7:20pm-2:30am

We all just have a blast. Just talked about things, lots and lots of stuff. We played cards and TRUTH OR CONSEQUENCE. Fun! Only that Frang, Carmela and Cham went home around 11pm but the rest stayed for a little chat. I know. We got doses of alcohol but we are all in control. Only that when the guys went home, JP couldn't drive anymore. Jules drove them all home. While Janine, Majal, Nikki and I are going to have our little slumber party.

2:45am

*TALK.TALK.MORE TALK* I love girl talk. HAHA. It's just so open and fun.

3:30am

*snooze*

8:00am

We woke up and insert *TALK* her. Then we have our breakfast.

9:00am

*MORE TALK*

10:00am

We fixed ourselves and my dad picked me up.

12:00nn

Lunch with my dad, older sister and younger brother. They are fantastic. :D My family is awesome.

1:00pm

My sister and I watch a movie and paint our nails.

1:30pm

My mom called from Korea. She's there for a trade fair for work. She called about the pasalubong we asked.

2:30pm

We got our passports

4:00pm

I was writing this blog.

That's it. My very long days. Almost. :D Simple yet very special. I don't think anymore words could explain. I had a blast.

P.S
Every minute my Superman texts me to check. :D Love him.

Tell me, why I shouldn't be thankful.

closetpoet ♥

New Look

2008-05-22T21:38:00.000-07:00

This blog is in need of new look. So comments or tags what you guys thinks. :D I hope I could get a shout-out from you. :D Hugs.

By the way, I'm going to attend Janine's dinner/slumber party. I just wanna have fun with my high school friends. I hope I could feel more Summer vibe before my more cameras rolling, pen scratching, mind boggling, print writing and more more media and press works. HAHA. :D

closetpoet♥

Secret Shifters

2008-05-22T15:49:00.000-07:00

According to The Secret, thoughts become things. But how will you know what you are thinking about? Well, it all depends on how you feel. If you are feeling giddy and golly, you are thinking happy and good thoughts but you are a bit down or unhappy, you are thinking bad thoughts that makes you attract negative things. There are ways according to the book to shift you attention to good stuff instead of the bad ones. By the Secret Shifters. What are these? These are pleasant things such as good memories, nature or your favorite song that can change you feelings and shift your frequency from bad to good in an instant. The book instruct to write down a list of your possible secret shifters. I guess, I am listing mine now.

Joesyl's Secret Shifters List

Read a book - the uplifting ones. (e.g. Anything Bob Ong)
Listen to FEEL GOOD songs - (Marie Digby's Say It Again, Michael Buble's Everything, McFly's I Got You and David Cook's Always Be My Baby)
Talk to Moshe - He always makes me feel good.
Think about the splendid High School Memories.
Have a good laugh with friends especially hanging out with Cham, Majal and Janine (either in Cham's or Janine's place) during the summer. That includes pigging out. HAHA.
Vanilla Ice Cream with Strawberry Jam. :D

So tell me, what are your Secret Shifters?

closetpoet♥

Happy Birthday Ja9

2008-05-22T04:07:00.000-07:00

She's Janine Villabeto. Turning 17 and a year far from being legal. She's frank and straightforward. She's genuine and true. She's real friend. Luckily, she's my friend. It's May 22, 2007. She had evolve into something I know worth looking forward for and worth loving for. I guess, Jam is that lucky. Happy birthday 9. :D I love you.

Trivia about the Birthday girl

She Loves Ketchup sooo much
100% afraid of spiders
Loves Blue and Orange
Loves stuffed toys
Inlove with Jam
We call each other FROM NOW ON. (Long story)
She loves me. HAHAHA.:D

The Janine EVOLUTION

The Unknown, Fashion Victim and Hairless Girl from SMAC at Grade School
The Most Talked about Fashionista and Pretty Girl from SSTC at High School
The Hot and Kick-ass Girl from Up at College

In future:
The Fiercest LAWYER in the Metro

Happy Birthday Janine.♥

Love
Closetpoet♥

I APOLOGIZE.

2008-05-20T05:10:00.000-07:00

I don't know who got the nerve to use my name and the link I have to say something rude to someone. I never visit BRAE's blog but this STUPID PERSON did. She or he, used my link and name to say something pretty foul. But right now, I have to apologize.

TO BRAE:

I don't think your blog is ugly and I never curse in the 'net and I swear to God I never wrote those comments on your tags. PLUS the fact that I am away and didn't logged in my BLOGSPOT for almost two days.

TO THE PERSON who used this account:

PLEASE, GET A LIFE. STOP USING THIS ACCOUNT.
It's not nice. I have no idea what do you have against me or the people here. Just please. Stop using my account. I never said rude to anybody here and I'm trying to be nice to everyone. By the way, NO THANKS for almost ruining my reputation.

No Vandals for a Day or Two.

2008-05-18T04:18:00.000-07:00

Read it right guys. :D No posts from me for a day or two starting tomorrow. Going to do school stuff at Iloilo City. See you until I'm back. I'll totally gonna miss this blog. HAHA. Cheerios. :D

♥♥♥

and more

♥♥♥

from me.
joesyl.twinkle.closetpoet

Late Summer

2008-05-17T21:15:00.000-07:00

Past week and until now, it's still cold and chilly. So-not Summer but my family thought it would be nice to go and walk around the beach for the sake of our few days together this Summer. As we drive to the faraway beach in, BASIAO's Virgin Beach (Unexploited and clean) rain started to pour so hard and I feel like I'm in no hope of getting a dose of sunlight. It's cold and my legs are obviously freezing and I can't seem to function. It was fun though. A long drive with the family especially with the nerve-wracking water splashes over our windshield. Buy hey, whatta experience right? Rough roads and long car trek, we arrived. And upon pulling the resort, we rain had lighten up and for our benefits my older sis, younger bro and I hot the beach with my dependable camera. We enjoyed the sand and play a little, walk around and jump over, feel the water and see sunlight (at least, half of it), jest at the fishermen's boats and took some depictions for summer memories. Simple but happy. At least, I'm with the people that are worth living for. My family. Right now, it's starting to feel like Summer. :D Here's are some photos of our escapades. Enjoy.

Me and My Sister Jessa

Me and My Brother Joey.

closetpoet ♥

The Secret Revealed

2008-05-17T05:55:00.000-07:00

I thank Janine and her boyfriend Jam, who lend me this book. I was rooting for this widespread manuscript for months now. I just think this is not a good investment. Almost Php600+ for a how to book. No way, I say. Since Jam and Janine are off reading this one, I took the chance to read it. One day is all it takes to fascinate me. Just enough to WOW me. This is not your regular how to book. But The Secret is truly startling. For less than 24 hours, I opened the book and read these words.

As above, so below.
As within, so without.
-The Emerald Tablet, circa 3000 BC

Until now, I am puzzled about this metaphor. Yes, The Secret has been unknown for a very long time now. Wise people always knows this. Only people like Newton, Hugo, Shakespeare and others has the idea of the power of the mind. The power that everybody possesses but never used. Then, you may ask. "Why doesn't everybody knows this?" Of course. As Denis Waitley said, "In the past, the leader's in the past who had The Secret wanted to keep the power and not share the power. They kept the people ignorant of The Secret. The Secret was kept in the few." Selfishness but that is another story. Now, The Secret is being revealed to You.

What is The Secret? The Great Secret of Life is the law of attraction. The law of attraction says like attracts like, so when you think a thought, you are also attracting like thoughts to you. Thoughts are magnetic, and thoughts have a frequency. As you think thoughts, they are sent out into the Universe, and they magnetically attract all like things that are on the same frequency. Everything sent out returns to the source - You. You are like a human transmission tower, transmitting a frequency tower, transmitting a frequency with your thoughts. If you want to change anything in your life, change the frequency by changing your thoughts. Your current thoughts are creating your future life. What you think about the most or focusost will appear as your life. Your thoughts become things.

Of course, for the fully understanding you need to read the whole chapter one. :D It took me less that one day to understand it. Trust me, it needs something like critical thinking. I have one favorite part though. I might just share it with you.

"You want to become aware of your thoughts and choose your thoughts carefully and you want to have fun with this, because you are the masterpiece of your own life. You are the Michelangelo of your own life. The David you are sculpting is you."
- Dr. Joe Vitale, Metaphysician, Marketing Specialist and Author, The Secret.

Simple things and thoughts to ponder about and I suddenly felt so stupid because I did studied Quantum Physics in High School and I never implied it in reality. By holding this book: You hold in your hands a Great Secret.

Next, Chapter 2 - The Secret Made Simple.

Credits to: The Secret by Rhonda Byrne
Copyright 2006

Gossip Girls

2008-05-16T06:07:00.000-07:00

It's summer. Summer means crashing a friends house, have DVD marathons and dishing out GOSSIPS with the girls. Yes, we have our own lil GOSSIP GIRL traits inside us. We usually do these harmless chika about stuff we missed with each other lives both RANTS and RAVES. Okay, we admit, we do harmless laughs about stuff people do. No one is a Saint, we do this if it comes out but we never say it's our leisure. NO! That would be a total waste of time. We talked about the wonderful moments in high school that surely gives us a crack. We reminisced. I loved it. I suddenly missed high school and I know, all the college newbies agreed with me. I never thought I how much I miss high school if I never recalled everything. I can't say anything more. Here are some photos and videos. You want to see how much fun having them around. Better watch these.:D

Since we are talking in VERNACULAR, here's a simple description. The first video, we are talking about what we did at summer before 4th year High School and a little tour at Janine's room. The second video is about our simple, harmless gossips, it's a little bad but hey, it's doesn't always happened. :D We are mean, at our own rights.

closetpoet ♥

Just Another Day.

2008-05-15T19:01:00.000-07:00

Well, what's up? Nothing much. :D This is just another whining and ranting about my day. It's still a bit chilly and cold outside but hey, the sun is out. THANK YOU. I need some Vit D. Guess what? I slept around 3 am and woke up after 4 hours. I don't know. I just can't seem to stay in bed for too long. I chatted with Rosadelle (a friend in London, migrated years ago.) for about a few seconds in Multiply and she logged-out since she need to do something in the morning. :D We just talked about random stuff and nothing too personal. HAHA. Early in the morning, my dad asked me if I want to go to Kalibo with him, I said no, because I was too sleepy and I want to hang-out with Janine, Majal and Cham for today. (I know, I know. I might be a bad daughter but we all got a dose of it.) I'm still in my pajamas. I spend the rest of the night and day in TEENTALK, promoting link enchange for this blog. Look, I've been here for a week and I still have 0 comments. (Here comes the RANTS.) HAHA. I also catched uo with Cham in Multiply too and some grade school classmates in Friendster.

Wait. I re-read my post and thought, my whole summer just rotate around blogs, forums, communities (e.g. Friendster and Multiply). OH NO! Internet Addiction. EAAAT ME. :D

My day. *bow* LOL.

Reality or NOT?!

2008-05-15T09:26:00.000-07:00

My family is a big fan of REALITY SHOWS especially my sister. As this very moment, as I write my blog my brother is watching the re-run of American Idol, by the way, congratulations DAVID COOK AND ARCHULETA. Also, earlier my mom and sister are laughing their heads of as Beauty of PBB Teen Editon freaked out because of frogs. I don't know the whole story but yes, she was hilarious. I just thought how these shows cliqued at the first place. I could have imagine how reality shows floats over airways and dominate the whole TV world. What made it clique? Besides from the fact that the production is way cheaper than teleseryes and teledramas yet the profit is way gerater because people are simply more interested in other people's personal life that the award-winning script. Admit it. We are reality and ad lib crooners.:D I know I am. It is way better than scripted ones. The question is, how sure are you that these are not scripted as the production told you or made you believe? Just like LAGUNA BEACH and THE HILLS that got their fair share of critics. Is LC really hooking up with Stephen? Are these young, rich kids really swarm on each other anytime of anyday? I don't think so, they are too COOL to be true. But hey, it's all up to the viewers. I'm still interested in girl's cat fights over popularity and boys. Just like Lauren and Adrianna, who are still drooling over their dose of limelight. :D Oh well, it' s reality.

closetpoet♥

Hello Sunshine

2008-05-14T19:34:00.000-07:00

From the past few days, my HOODIE is my bestfriend. It's effin' cold and sometimes its just too much I couldn't feel my hands. :D But hey, I see sunshine today. No dark, gray sky. HAHA. But still cold and flood is still on at Iloilo City. Hmm. Honestly, I really like weather like this. I could wear cool clothes for cool weather. HAHA. I can wear my cardigans and hoodies plus my hair is in pretty good condition but I am not happy about people getting cold and flu, either. But hey, that's life. Enjoy the cool breeze today. Don't forget your jackets and VITAMIN C. No sweat! :D

closetpoet♥

Two Weddings in a Summer

2008-05-14T08:53:00.000-07:00

It's not like Four Weddings and a Funeral, not even close to that movie. Guess what, I attended two weddings in ONE SUMMER. Not just that, the people in the wedding are in the same group of friends and office mates. They all came from my mom's office. I became close with everybody because sometimes when my mom and dad can't attend all my stuff for me, these people became my second parents but I consider them part of the family. The two nuptials I grace my presence with as a BRIDESMAID made me wear the same dress. Yes, they have the same motif. *honestly, if I'm the bride. I wont agree. HAHA.* But hey, it's their choice.

First wedding was last May 26, right after my Parangal Awarding. I was not excited about this because I had chicken pox before the wedding. *damn* but I got well naman. Nang Philyn and Nong Russel got married at St. Francis' Chapel. I was paired with my Manong Roy, I owe him my high school diploma. If not for his kick-ass ideas for my THESIS, I would have flunked high school. :D We are very close. I had fun at that wedding since majority of the people are very familiar and close to me. It's like family after all. At the picture, that is me and Nang Philyn looking happy at the reception. She's so cool. She even told me, I will be a Ninang to her future kids. How nice is that? It was very enjoyable night, I got home without feeling a bit of exhaustion in my body. Not even my foot who stepped on high hills for hours. :D HAHA.

The next wedding is Nong George and Nang Darlene on May 14. They are already married but not in church. So after a long wait, my parents organized a church wedding for them. I'm glad to be part of it. At the photo, that is me and my little brother JOEY. Yes, little brother, I know, he's taller than I am now. He's a guy anyway. It happened at St. Pius Chapel at the Palace. It was a small, simple gathering of family and close friends. It was nice and simple. The reception was a lot of FUN! People are just so VAIN that it end up as a picture taking session. But it was fun. My dad and I even got cool snapshots.

Wedding are just part of lives where we celebrate the union of two people inlove. Fairly, these two couples are just lucky to find someone to be thankful for this SUMMER. Summer nuptials are so much fun that ones in JUNE. May be, in the future, I'll be a SUMMER BRIDE too. :D

The red long gown is a witness to these couples who are wishing to have their lives a blessed one with someone they love. ♥

closetpoet ♥

Sony Cyber-Shot DCS-S730

2008-05-14T03:44:00.000-07:00

Yes. They got me one. Perfect for my job. Mediator and DevCom activities are gonna be documented, IN STYLE. HAHA. Thanks MOM and DAD! :D *hugs*

closetpoet♥

Secretary for a Day

2008-05-14T01:21:00.000-07:00

Well, I am sitting at a computer monitor right now. But I am not at home wearing my house shorts and huge, loose shirt. Instead, I am here inside my mom's cold office with temperature below 20 degrees (note: it's effin' cold outside. brrr. whatta summer), wearing a blue hoodie, a brown pants and my ever trusty, nude colored Havas. :D I am my mom's secretary for a day. I'm so bombed staying at home with nothing to do. Seeing the same person at the same place all the time. At least here, I could score a chat with my Tita Sheila who is working here. I love her. Well, how hard it is to to do secretarial jobs. HAHA. So far, for almost half day of being her secretary, I typed two long documents, five transaction letters for some important people (and one for the GOVERNOR!) and photocopied numerous PAPERS. I know. It's not that stressful for I realized how tough my mom's work is. She talk with different people, if unlucky from different countries and she thinks about events and meetings at the same time plus she takes time to instruct the other employees to get me something to eat. It's funny because she even had time to remember her fave Chowking meal. But she is amazing on her field. I'm proud of her. Go MOM! Right now, my shift is ending. It's not that bad. Only that I suffer several moments of EYE STRAIN but at the end of the day, I got an endless acceess on their Internet, got my photos edited on CS2 and a thousand bucks! See. Not bad. :D

me as my mom's secretary. :D

closetpoet♥

My Name with His Last

2008-05-13T04:31:00.000-07:00

WARNING: CORNINESS AHEAD. READ at your OWN RISK.

But since you insist. GO, READ AND LAUGH as much as you want. I won't mind.

This might look cheesy but after spending sometime with him here in my hometown is one of the best moments of my life. He let me meet his dad and tito, welcoming me in their home, inviting me over for lunch and letting me stay for dinner. Just pondering about it, it's overwhelming. Simple things like those he did, makes my heart fly towards him and my feelings just goes too close to touch his. No words can explain. There's a line in a song that goes: "Look at us, ain't it funny or its just beginner's luck, maybe." Yes, maybe, because I doubt that it's luck, for me, it's fate. Destiny lured us together and circumstances keeps us close and comfort and love joints us. I know, we are too young to talk about forever but right now, it just feels like it. This is the first time I ever felt something like this. Something so magical. And I am in my right mind to say that, I won't let this go. I may not done enough to make him feel how much I love him but I do love him so much. I do. I wish that one day I can write the name I posted above. I wish I can spend the rest of my days with him. Take care of our little Boo and Ketchup. Not because, he is the one I took risk with for the first time but I want to take more chances and jeopardies with him until my last breath. I'm 17 turning 18 and is ridiculously inlove with him. Some say this is just ENDORPHINS, it might be but who knows, we got loads of it to last a lifetime. I'll love him everyday. I'll incessantly enjoy his company and I'll pray to GOD that it will stay the same, maybe not FOREVER but until the day I croak. HAHA.

Photo above is from CANDYMAG.COM/teentalk. I just wish it would come true. ♥

closetpoet ♥

Sentiments of an Ex-Freshman

2008-05-12T17:55:00.000-07:00

“I’ve been there. Done that…”

As I walk into the halls of Mass Communications building in West Visayas State University in a mid-Summer morning with all the heat scattered in this now lonely hallways. It’s summer. Who do you think will come back in this beautiful Summer day? Oh well, except for those with important agendas to attend to. Then I reached the entrance of the building when I saw a couple of new faces and then I thought, oh yes, incoming freshmen. I saw signs on the walls everywhere I put my eyes on. Medical examination deadlines, ID picture taking schedules, endless requirements, payment lists and more deadlines. All of the sudden, I remember my summer last year. It was not as boring and sunny as this one. I just have my Mediator presswork to grace with my presence to and nothing much is required but just yourself and a good mind to function today. Last year was utterly different, and then everything seems to flashback.

I was alone wandering the hallways of this same building and thought every inch of this is so foreign and as if no part of me is functioning. There is nothing to me in this hollowed hall only that I need to get the stuff I need to get roaming around this hall again at June 12 for the first day of classes. I took the guts to stare again at the infinite list of To-Dos in my hand for about a hundred times that morning. Before going inward bound the gate, I took a long, deep, nervous breath and go. I know I can do this. I know I can. After this, it will all be over. I had a rough start, I asked questions but still the answers are like hanging in my mind. Faculty? MC1? MC2? Mediator Office? CMCSC Office? Where the heck are those? I was clueless, in two hours time I still don’t have the things I needed. I only worked on the first two of my list. I bumped into few people with accommodating faces that would seem to facilitate me mend my problems and yes, they did but some are just like cheese sticks with no cheese. You know what I mean.

Every single day I know I’ll be back in this hallway to fix my requirements for college is just painstaking. Everyday is just like an everlasting, crazy labyrinth. I was alone with no friends and no hopes of surviving. I’ve been in different paces and it was all to-hard-to-handle. I took the aptitude test alone, I’ve been in those long lines that doesn’t seem to stop overflowing the so-called MC Lobby. I took the essay exam and finished on time, reading exam with all hopes up and the situational analysis that almost drain me with all faith and replace it with drench disillusionment. The interview followed and all I could ever remember, I came early and I was first in line which was good so I can go out of this nightmare early to have something for my hurdling stomach and travel back again to Roxas City. I did good. I know because I passed which mean more things to be added on my to-do list. I have my Medical exams that mostly consist of physical examination and eye examination, X-rays, blood counts and urine and fecal analysis and it’s foolish because I almost crashed the deadline. The deadline was five o’clock in the afternoon and I passed it around five twenty. Good thing my X-rays we’re finished or else. I’m dead meat. Next was enrolment, I remember lining up long lines with the birth certificate, good moral certificate, diploma, STFAP evaluation and other mandatory papers to get you over with your first task. That morning, I hurt my hand writing down my name, course, year and class schedules four excruciating times for the RF (Registration Form). I was going back and forth and hear more unfamiliar places like, QH Bulding, EB, Registrar, Cashier, and more of it as if you are disturbed by medical people talking in mostly jargons. But luckily and finally, I was enrolled. I thought everything is alright. I got my class cards and schedules, ID picture taken and I got familiarize by the University buildings, I thought all I need was to be present on June 12. I got in the bus with my sister to go home at Roxas City, all things managed. I look at my to-do list that was so filthy and all things written are scratched by a parallel line until I saw… Uniform fitting (with no parallel scratch). I’m doomed.

Well, I handled to have my uniform fitting at the next few days but it was so awful to forget that but it was okay. It was not the end and all; you still have your first day in school that was as nerve-wracking as your freshmen summer. Like getting lost, confused with all other jargons like Midterms and Finals, GPAs, 1.0s and 5.0s and cannot be found classrooms namely TBAs (which mean To Be Arranged). I was a victim of that as well.

Now, my used-to-be summer with required papers on my folder and notepad with to-do list scratched with parallel lines are now over. It’s time for the new freshmen to manage all that I’ve done and all the MassCom student had been through to get in. I am now, on to my sophomore year and who knows, you might read my sophomore sentiments next time.