Sunday, February 26, 2006
the things we dream of...
the question of the century: what am i going to be when i grow up? i have NO idea. even after the 4 1/2 hours of the career talk i am still not able to decide on a career. nada. nil. zilch. NOTHING. i mean, yeah, i have ideas, but that's just it. they're just IDEAS. the people who gave the talks said that we should choose a career that would bring out the best in us and in the same time serve people. that we should be passionate about. hmm. i'm worried about college. i really really (times a thousand) need to get into UP. it offers really good education and it's not that expensive. i love my parents. that's why i don't want them worrying about money for my college tuition. i'm seriously thinking about medicine, with chemistry or med tech as my pre med course. as far back as i can remember (think kindergarten or prep age), i've always wanted to be a doctor. when i was still small, i remember that my cousin isa, my sister trina and i would always play doctor, with my sister as the nurse, my cousin as the patient and yours truly as the doctor. well, most of the time i think i was my cousin's obstetrician because she played the pregnant patient. i would "deliver" her "baby", which was either a teddy bear, her stuffed dog or Elmo, whichever toy would be on hand. you know those doctor's records where everything about the patient is recorded? i used to make records like those when i was younger too. i would think up a fictitious person, write down an illness and prescribe medicine. the illnesses i recorded were limited to "fever", "colds" and "cough" and the medicine limited to "tempra forte", "dimetapp", "solmux" or "bed rest". then, i would cut a bond paper into halves and make up a letterhead for myself. then i would sign my name at the bottom, with an M.D. at the end. if i would EVER become a doctor, i'd like to be a pediatrician because i like kids. i just hope i get over my fear of blood and cadavers in time for college. :)i considered chemical engineering a lot over these past few months. thing is, i'm not really sure i want to be an engineer. there's trigo and geom i think, plus chem. i'm not sure my brain would still be in one piece when i graduate. journalism. i've always loved writing, no matter how mediocre my essays or stories are. even if i have never finished writing a story, writing the story itself was always fun. but then again, journalism isn't all writing. there's also broadcasting, which i'm not that keen on taking up. business. starting my own restaurant. jescia told me, if wala na talaga akong maisip, magbukas na lang daw ako ng restaurant. magaling naman daw ako magluto e. well, i hope tumagal yung restaurant na yun. a psychologist. might not be a good idea. sometimes, i think i'm the one who needs a psych. my patients might end up being more troubled than they were before they consulted me. architect slash interior designer. building and designing houses is fun. i love doing it in the Sims. i don't think i would be too bad at it, but i don't think i would be really in it. you have to have really good taste in furniture, paint colors, an overall theme for the house, etc. flight attendant. glamorous, you get to go places, yet, also not a good idea. they need twenty-twenty vision, which i don't have. *sigh.* that's just too bad. ayy..so many wasted dreams...
written at 4:54 AM
Friday, February 24, 2006
madness. sheer madness.
have people gone mad? is a celebration of a time in our country's history reason to forsake all sanity? seriously. if that's the case, then there probably shouldn't be any more holidays like this. is rallying for a never-going-to-happen cause even a right way to celebrate? all of this is doing nothing to improve our country's situation. first there was the WOWOWEE stampede, only proving more to the world how incredibly destitute we are that people would resort to that kind of means to acquire money. then, there was the st. bernard, leyte tragedy. heck, kahit ilang beses siguro magkaroon ng landslide o kahit anong trahedya, hindi pa rin makukuha ng mga tao ng ang mga insidenteng iyon ay babala na na masyadong nating pinagsasamantalahan ang mga biyaya ng Diyos. nakakalungkot na talaga ito. iisa na nga lang ang bansa natin, hindi pa natin alagaan. sayang lang. walang magagawa ang milyong-milyong reklamo sa gobyerno kung ang tao mismo hindi rin gagawa ng paraan. ang bansa kasi hindi puro gobyerno lang ang bumubuo. hindi naman sa sinasabi kong kasalanan lang lahat ito ng tao, pero hindi ko rin masasabing wala silang kontribusyon sa nangyari. pero paano uusad ang pilipinas kung tayo mismo hindi tumutulong sa sarili natin?
written at 8:37 PM
life's simple pleasures
Name five of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick five people to do the same.Try to be original and creative and not use things that someone else has already used.1. laugh my heart out at some joke, corny or not. 2. spend some quality time with my cousins, who i only get to see during vacations and during the really boring parties my relatives regularly host. even if it's just going to the UP lagoon and running around playing tag. 3. read a good book.4. go out with some friends to watch a good movie. 5. drink a grande sized Starbucks mocha frapp without worrying that that much caffeine will ultimately damage my nervesi'm tagging whoever is reading this. :)
written at 6:41 PM
ang pagbabasa
kasalukuyang nagbabasa ng paboritong libro ni hudas kaya inspired akong magsulat sa tagalog. ang ganda ng librong yun talaga. ang saya basahin. pero sa tingin ko, naweweirdohan na ang mga magulang ko at kapatid sa akin. concerned na siguro sa sanity ko. tuwing nagbabasa kasi ako, tatawa na lang ako ng basta basta sa mga joke at kung anong kababalaghan na ginagawa ni bob ong sa libro. sa tuwing tatawa ako, titingin sila sa akin at magtatanong ng "bakit ka tumatawa?" ayy...masaya magbasa ng libro kaya gustong-gusto ko. halos kahit anong libro, ayos lang sa akin. wag lang yung ubod ng kapal at liit ng sulat. o kaya mga horror stories. kailangan sa akin, ang libro maganda ang papel, ang font, ang font size, at ang spacing. kung pwede lang, wag newsprint ang papel o Times New Roman size 10 ang font ng libro. nakakaduling kasi yung ganon e. (hal. Lord of the Rings, ilang taon na ang nakalipas nang iregalo ito sa akin ng magulang ko, pero umiipon lang ng alikabok sa bookshelf ko). nakakatamad rin kasi basahin, pwera na lang kung maganda talaga yung storya, kagaya nung Da Vinci Code at Angels and Demons. kahit yung classics ok lang. kahit mahirap intindihin, pinagtiyatiyagaan ko na lang kasi maganda rin naman. kagaya na lang nung jane eyre. sigusigundo kailangan kong tumingin ng definition ng salita sa diksyunaryo. halimbawa na ang mga salitang 'expostulation', 'animadversion', 'sententious' at ang 'physiognomy', na hanggang ngayon ay hindi ko pa rin alam ang ibig sabihin. at isa pa 'to. ang daming French na salita. walangiya. kaya nga yung librong yun na ibinigay sa akin ng aking tita noong Disyembre, hindi pa rin nangangalahati. hay buhay. ang problema lang talaga sa libro, ang mahal! lalo na kung sa fully booked ka bibili. mga tatatlong daan na ata ang minimum na presyo ng libro ngayon. bawat piso kailangan ipunin mo talaga sa piggy bank, lalo na ngayong mahirap na talaga ang buhay at gipit sa pera. pero kung titingnan mo rin, worth it naman kasi may natututunan ka talaga sa pagbabasa. o cge...ako ay lilisan na...aalamin ko pa kung nakalabas talaga si bob ong sa gubat ng Camp John Hay..:)
written at 1:49 AM
Friday, February 17, 2006
report card
got my report card today...it was fine...except for one subject: MUSIC. i got a three-point decrease from last quarter. my mom wasn't really mad when i told her who the teacher is, but she still wanted to know why my grade decreased that much. so we went to the faculty and talked to him. i saw that the average of my quizzes was 81. i asked to see my scores, twice, but he didn't want to show it to me. just ignored me. *fumes* i really wonder why it got that low. my mom told him that we should have an index card to monitor our grades. sabi naman niya, next year pa niya gagawin. *slaps hand on forehead* why not now?
i used to like music. in fact, i still do. i just hate the classes, though. when ms pineda was our teacher, i think all of us were still able to get 94s and 95s. now, i think that's just impossible.
i still can't get over the fact that 45 % of our grade is dependent upon an activity which we didn't even get enough time to practice on. geez.
written at 11:06 PM
Monday, February 13, 2006
the mango leaf addiction
the title sounds weird, doesn't it? unbelievable and crazy, yet true.
meet the hottest(?) new craze...
pe class.
we were playing volleyball but the sun was too hot so we stayed under the shade of this ginormous mango tree. we found apa and ces sniffing at some leaves.
me (laughing): anong ginagawa niyo?
ces: umaamoy. ang bango kasi e.
nicki (taking a leaf and sniffing as well): oo nga no..amoy mangga!
after that, we each took a leaf and sniffed our hearts out. was it bliss. okay, so now i sound like a druggie attached to heroin. but seriously, it smelled really good. we each took around two more leaves to satisfy our "addiction" for the week. i still have the two leaves tucked in my pe notebook. it'll probably lose its scent in a day or two. i probably have to sneak there near the gym just to satisfy my "addiction".
it's good to be safely adddicted to something, isn't it? even if it's just something especially ordinary like mango leaves. at least it's not something that could harm you, like adhesive or heroin.
try this: find something, an "addiction" or hobby of any kind that'll make you happy. an example is sniffing mango leaves to your heart's content with a few of your friends behind the school gym. :)
written at 2:40 AM
Sunday, February 12, 2006
the sacrifice
I ran quickly, occasionally tripping over a root. I knew they were after me, ever since I renounced the ways of the clan. They were getting nearer; I could hear the snarling of the dogs and the fall of their footsteps. Suddenly, a figure appeared in my path. Under the sliver of moonlight I found that it was my friend Ameena, who was also a member of the clan. She must have escaped from the barbed enclosure as well. "Hurry, I know a safe place where we can hide!" said Ameena, alarm ringing in her voice. All thoughts of fear were driven away by her surprising yet reassuring appearance for she was my friend; I knew I could count on her. We stopped in front of an old and abandoned chapel and quietly slipped inside. I peeked through a small hole in the chapel doors and let out a sigh of relief; my pursuers had passed the chapel without bothering to check. As I turned to thank Ameena, a handkerchief soaked in chloroform was pressed to my face, recognizable by its sweet smell. The series of events that happened next was quite hazy, as I was only subconscious, but when I finally regained consciousness, I found that I was chained to the chapel's old altar. I glanced around me and fear gripped my sides. I was surrounded by people wearing black robes and white masks--the traditional clothes worn by the clan whenever a sacrificial offering to the Gods was to be made. I turned and saw Ameena standing over me with the sacrificial knife, ready to drive it through my heart the minute the Bishop, the head of the cult, gave his consent. I closed my eyes and the searing pain in my heart was the last I remembered. this is my com ex in english...feel free to comment...thanks...:)
written at 12:56 AM
sinta!
we watched the play sinta! last friday in ateneo. it was performed by the dulaang sibol, their official drama group, i think. the play was good despite the lack of props. the actors were good and really funny. the play was about two young lovers who lived on opposite sides of two haciendas and were separated by a "wall". the "wall" was actually a person, who banged a stick on a crate every time sinta and anding, the two lovers, got too close. of course, being the jumpy person that i am, i kept starting every time the stick was banged. around the last part of play i think i must have dozed off because they were just singing. for a really long time, i might add. after the play, their director gave a sort of speech, which i almost slept through as well. tagal eh, gutom pa ako. :)
written at 12:45 AM
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
field trip!
we had our club fieldtrip today. it was really fun. first we went to CCA in Katips. it's quite a small school lang, pero the facilities are state of the art. we were given free food samples. there was one that was quite good, grilled zucchini and cucumber salad w/ pasta, but of course we didn't eat the zucchini and cucumber. the dressing was nice-olive oil, Dijon mustard and balsamic vinegar. yum. we went around a bit more and we were showed this case where all the chefs keep there knives. there was like a million knives there, like knives for cutting pineapples, a special knife for apples, a really long knife for guess what? cutting bread, and this gigantic roast fork. that costs them 20,000 pesos. after that we went around a bit more then left. after CCA, we proceeded to Eastwood to have our lunch at fazoli's. God, the food there is amazing. and quite cheap, as well. i ordered this plate of italian chicken and pesto pasta. it was really, really good. then after eating, we went to the mall and played games in the arcade. camille and i shared on a power card. i even hit the bingo in the spin thing, which gave us around a hundred tickets! after that we didn't want to do much anymore so went outside and did the dance thing wherein you sort of wave your hands over and under these two motion-sensitive circular objects. i don't know what they're called. it was really fun. on the way back i mostly slept. i had this really weird dream wherein i was sitting in pinoy class and we were discussing noli. i think in the dream i wasn't really paying much attention because ms aniago suddenly yelled at me, "Alex!". turns out it was camille waking me up because we were already in holy. weird? go figure. :)
written at 3:55 AM
