Sunday, April 25, 2004
Pinch me, kick me, slap me, stab me with something smooth, push me over the cliff -- i might just let you do all these... for the laziness that i allowed to overcome me during the past month and few days. my last entry was actually posted on March 13! That long a time?!? My, you could kill me right now. I'm sorry. Geez.
I don't think that's even enough. So many (boring) things have happened, alright. But the finals week was just too selfish to share my time with other things. A week after this, i spent time conditioning myself to the summer period. (excuses!) Then before i knew it, it was the Holy Week already and our week-long trip to Mindanao.... leaving me no time to drop by blogger.com and blab even just a few sentences. I'm sorry, my highness. But i'll try to gather everything i've missed (i mean, you missed) in this entry. Though this couldn't compensate for anything, but at least, you'll know a thing or two of what has been.
Dear no one,
Hi! What made me decide to finally settle down and write something to you was the movie, My Sassy Girl. It's the best romantic comedy, or even the best movie, i've ever seen. No movie has ever made me laugh and cry as hard. Yup, a romantic comedy drama, actually. And there were also bits of action. But i have to leave that to the movie to help you figure the action out. Though i think i've already encountered the important plot of the movie from a book or else where, the rest of it was unique, creative, surprising and funny. Indeed, the whole movie was unique, creative, surprising and uber funny. I have to give 10 fingers up for the korean film buffs who created this.
The lead actress was flawless (for the love of my memory, i forgot her name, as well as her character's). The leading male character was portrayed by an actor who's not at all gwapo, but you can't help and fall for him. He was perfect for his role. Ok, i'll just leave you to watch the film and find out what they're both like. Like what i've said, the nature of both characters were really made with the magic of creativity.
Dreamworks has reportedly bought the rights of this film and might just be releasing the English version of it soon. But I really couldn't imagine any other actor who could pull off Gyon-woo's character as naturally as the actor from the Korean version. But, let's wait and see.
I would like to blab more about the movie but i have to get back to reality and see that not all love stories are that good. But nobody can ever stop you from hoping :) So, what has been...
Finals week:
1. The Postmodernisn panel discussion i sucked but survived. I only have little qualms about my Book Report (oh yeah, it was really bad) and my written report on the postmo was practically empty. if she'd make me pass, it would surely be only out of pity. How pathetic.
2. Humanities Talent show What a mess! Despite the fact that i had two of the best singers in my class to accompany me (That's Andre and Lyza), i was still shaking the whole time i played "The Prayer". Fortunately, they were still able to sing! And thank God, it's over. (But really, i'd LOVE to play again)
3. Writer's folio for Journalism It was terrrific. Cher did everything she could to help. What a nice girl. She even asked me to send her the whole thing so she could present it if somebody would ask her what the sweetest thing a reader has done for her. Plus, i had no problems while doing the finals, considering that i hate making essays, much more essays written on the spot. we only had two hours to persuade and give justice to a statement that was related to our folios. Thank God i was able to fill up a few pages.
Ok, i have yet to write about the Holy Week, our week-long Mindanao trip and other things. But for now, i have to play badminton with madame (ahem, that would be my mother.) Ciao!
I don't think that's even enough. So many (boring) things have happened, alright. But the finals week was just too selfish to share my time with other things. A week after this, i spent time conditioning myself to the summer period. (excuses!) Then before i knew it, it was the Holy Week already and our week-long trip to Mindanao.... leaving me no time to drop by blogger.com and blab even just a few sentences. I'm sorry, my highness. But i'll try to gather everything i've missed (i mean, you missed) in this entry. Though this couldn't compensate for anything, but at least, you'll know a thing or two of what has been.
Dear no one,
Hi! What made me decide to finally settle down and write something to you was the movie, My Sassy Girl. It's the best romantic comedy, or even the best movie, i've ever seen. No movie has ever made me laugh and cry as hard. Yup, a romantic comedy drama, actually. And there were also bits of action. But i have to leave that to the movie to help you figure the action out. Though i think i've already encountered the important plot of the movie from a book or else where, the rest of it was unique, creative, surprising and funny. Indeed, the whole movie was unique, creative, surprising and uber funny. I have to give 10 fingers up for the korean film buffs who created this.
The lead actress was flawless (for the love of my memory, i forgot her name, as well as her character's). The leading male character was portrayed by an actor who's not at all gwapo, but you can't help and fall for him. He was perfect for his role. Ok, i'll just leave you to watch the film and find out what they're both like. Like what i've said, the nature of both characters were really made with the magic of creativity.
Dreamworks has reportedly bought the rights of this film and might just be releasing the English version of it soon. But I really couldn't imagine any other actor who could pull off Gyon-woo's character as naturally as the actor from the Korean version. But, let's wait and see.
I would like to blab more about the movie but i have to get back to reality and see that not all love stories are that good. But nobody can ever stop you from hoping :) So, what has been...
Finals week:
1. The Postmodernisn panel discussion i sucked but survived. I only have little qualms about my Book Report (oh yeah, it was really bad) and my written report on the postmo was practically empty. if she'd make me pass, it would surely be only out of pity. How pathetic.
2. Humanities Talent show What a mess! Despite the fact that i had two of the best singers in my class to accompany me (That's Andre and Lyza), i was still shaking the whole time i played "The Prayer". Fortunately, they were still able to sing! And thank God, it's over. (But really, i'd LOVE to play again)
3. Writer's folio for Journalism It was terrrific. Cher did everything she could to help. What a nice girl. She even asked me to send her the whole thing so she could present it if somebody would ask her what the sweetest thing a reader has done for her. Plus, i had no problems while doing the finals, considering that i hate making essays, much more essays written on the spot. we only had two hours to persuade and give justice to a statement that was related to our folios. Thank God i was able to fill up a few pages.
Ok, i have yet to write about the Holy Week, our week-long Mindanao trip and other things. But for now, i have to play badminton with madame (ahem, that would be my mother.) Ciao!
Saturday, March 13, 2004
No one,
GUESS WHAT? i got exempted from my math examinations, meaning, i don't need to take it anymore and i already have a grade of 3. no regret! that's the aim of UPians anyway. SO, that's one burden off the hook and got loads to go. Our dearest madame bucoy decided to have the reports on the postmodernism, feminism and the 21st century philosophers ala panel discussion. i'm not too sure how it will go but it does sound creepy! plus, the deadline of our book report lies on the same day -- march 22. when i asked her if i could do machiavelli's the prince, regardless of whether somebody else has the same thinker in mind or not, she just blurted (in bisaya), "There are so many philosophers, how could you end up having the same?" Creep.
anyway, if i will keep up with this entry, i'd probably just end up complaining about school, about my violin, and so many other things. so let me just end this... ciao!
ivi
GUESS WHAT? i got exempted from my math examinations, meaning, i don't need to take it anymore and i already have a grade of 3. no regret! that's the aim of UPians anyway. SO, that's one burden off the hook and got loads to go. Our dearest madame bucoy decided to have the reports on the postmodernism, feminism and the 21st century philosophers ala panel discussion. i'm not too sure how it will go but it does sound creepy! plus, the deadline of our book report lies on the same day -- march 22. when i asked her if i could do machiavelli's the prince, regardless of whether somebody else has the same thinker in mind or not, she just blurted (in bisaya), "There are so many philosophers, how could you end up having the same?" Creep.
anyway, if i will keep up with this entry, i'd probably just end up complaining about school, about my violin, and so many other things. so let me just end this... ciao!
ivi
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Dear No one,
I just found out how rain and a good Samaritan can come together perfectly. When I descended from the 6C ride on my way home after an afternoon (no pun intended) at the library trying to beat the English-Cebuano dictionary to death figuring out what development, complexities and misconception are in bisaya (among a thousand of other words), this guy came down with me, a fellow Espina villager. It was drizzling and I only had my raincoat on. As we walked toward the entrance of the village (cue: the guardhouse), he offered his umbrella to me. That was really sweet. He even offered to turn right to my house when he was supposed to go straight but I politely declined. But that was really sweet.
It was a small gentlemanly thing to do but it was big for me. Sigh. I wouldn't need a special "guy friend" to do this. It only takes a nice and sweet gentleman who's willing to share his umbrella to a helpless and soaked collegiala under the rain.
Ivi
Tihi. I think he was cute. Ha, for all I know, he's got kids already! Kidding, no one, I'm just kidding and trying to make the already light moment, lighter.
And yeah, he spoke in tagalog. "Sabay nalang tayo..." aw.
After talking to Cheska tonight, I saw Iana wiped her eyes. She then told me that Cheska just said "goodbye" to Jason because Tommy threathened her that if he sees them together again, he's gonna "touch" Jason. Ok. Cheska is Iana's uber beautiful, sweet and nice friend who, through Iana, has gotten very close with Jason (who else, our dashing cousin) while Tommy is Cheska's ex who is obviously a psychotic boy at his late twenties who is a pit dweller. I wish I could detail you out more on this. Cheska and Jason are just friends but for many (as in, both their families and friends), they comprise one heck of a couple. They just haven't realized it yet (or have but prefer not to acknowledge it). It is a love story that the lead stars don't know they're parts of. And Tommy enters the scene. Needless to say, he's the villain. More on this later.
Oh, how can I forget Lea? She's Jason's girlfriend based in Japan who's been promising to return since February but until now haven't stepped on the airport yet. Well, nobody cares.
Sigh. I hope it won't be too late before Cheska and Jason realize what they have since then. When they do, I don't think any psycho maniac or a useless girlfriend (whom he doesn't really love by the way) can get in their way.
I just found out how rain and a good Samaritan can come together perfectly. When I descended from the 6C ride on my way home after an afternoon (no pun intended) at the library trying to beat the English-Cebuano dictionary to death figuring out what development, complexities and misconception are in bisaya (among a thousand of other words), this guy came down with me, a fellow Espina villager. It was drizzling and I only had my raincoat on. As we walked toward the entrance of the village (cue: the guardhouse), he offered his umbrella to me. That was really sweet. He even offered to turn right to my house when he was supposed to go straight but I politely declined. But that was really sweet.
It was a small gentlemanly thing to do but it was big for me. Sigh. I wouldn't need a special "guy friend" to do this. It only takes a nice and sweet gentleman who's willing to share his umbrella to a helpless and soaked collegiala under the rain.
Ivi
Tihi. I think he was cute. Ha, for all I know, he's got kids already! Kidding, no one, I'm just kidding and trying to make the already light moment, lighter.
And yeah, he spoke in tagalog. "Sabay nalang tayo..." aw.
After talking to Cheska tonight, I saw Iana wiped her eyes. She then told me that Cheska just said "goodbye" to Jason because Tommy threathened her that if he sees them together again, he's gonna "touch" Jason. Ok. Cheska is Iana's uber beautiful, sweet and nice friend who, through Iana, has gotten very close with Jason (who else, our dashing cousin) while Tommy is Cheska's ex who is obviously a psychotic boy at his late twenties who is a pit dweller. I wish I could detail you out more on this. Cheska and Jason are just friends but for many (as in, both their families and friends), they comprise one heck of a couple. They just haven't realized it yet (or have but prefer not to acknowledge it). It is a love story that the lead stars don't know they're parts of. And Tommy enters the scene. Needless to say, he's the villain. More on this later.
Oh, how can I forget Lea? She's Jason's girlfriend based in Japan who's been promising to return since February but until now haven't stepped on the airport yet. Well, nobody cares.
Sigh. I hope it won't be too late before Cheska and Jason realize what they have since then. When they do, I don't think any psycho maniac or a useless girlfriend (whom he doesn't really love by the way) can get in their way.
Tuesday, March 09, 2004
Dear no one,
Saturday, March 6, was great -- i had fun! In the afternoon, i went to school after a long hiatus from NSTP activities. Really, it took me more than an hour to decide to go or not. In the end, the decider was my guilt for eating meat the day before (Friday). So i went to school while Iana fetched Jimmy Bondoc and his troupe from the airport (more, more, more on this later).
Anyway, i made no regrets attending the school event that afternoon, the Chancellor's Cup that witnessed debating pairs from UP Miag-ao, Iloilo, Tacloban and of course Cebu (the colleges of UP Visayas) battling to keep their stand on current issues.
The first debate was the decisioner as to who will meet the twice-to-beat Tacloban team for the championship match. The fight was between Miag-ao and Cebu. Issue: Should the Philippines adopt a two-party system or remain with the multi-party system? i had fun listening to both sides (feel I totally understood… like, right) and was amazed at the same time. Major credits go to Brian Magalong who was just... amazing. There goes a truly gifted brain. I know I'll never regret adding one vote to his name during the USC elections (which, unfortunately, he lost to, ahem, paolo varela. no comment).
Anyway, Brian and Rhoda won and eventually faced the pair from Tacloban with the issue: Should the qualifications for the presidency be made more stringent? Big emphasis on college education. Brian's main point was (rephrased): is a college diploma equal to someone who is intellectually fitting for the... (you know what he means)? UP Cebu won it again. I would have wanted to but i no longer stayed for the final battle.
so the moral story of everything above? ... i wished i had their brains or even just the nerve to stand there and voice out whatever i have inside my mind. (this is just an edited part. i figured my blog was getting to be only an account of details, nothing more... so to add a true personal touch...)
Around four pm, i headed back home and was alone 'til around 7pm. you know how i hate it when i'm alone but i survived anyway. (^^,)
when manang arrived, i prepared for the jimmy bondoc show. i took a cab to Kathryn's place and her "ex-boyfriend-daw" drove us to the Village. i wasn't so excited to hear Jimmy sing "Let me be the one," but i was ecstatic to meet him because iana texted me earlier that he and his band were a lot of fun! Let's see...
OOOOoooops, did i ever mention to you about this event? Probably not. Now, if you would ask me why i would attend a Jimmy Bondoc show when i'm a Paolo santos fan, it's because this is sponsored by the UP Management 141 class of Andre, Cheska, Dyan, and Co. i wouldn't even have considered attending it but in the name of friendship... tihihihi.
Lo and behold, every bit of iana's testimonial was true -- jimmy bondoc is not the cheesy, OA, serious, super dramatic, and boring singer that his songs perceive him to be. PWAMIS! This guy is a natural entertainer! he had the whole house in stitches. Though i think he should consider revising his repertoire (and his tendency to overdo his singing), all fingers up for the showmanship of this guy. no wonder randy santiago loves him! so many people attest to having fallen in love with this guy in just one night (on top of the list, none other than Carla! EEEEEEEEeeeeeee, she won the dating game over Kathryn and Trician. You go girl! This isn't the first time she's proven that she's got the Oomph factor!).
Early in the evening, i pretty had fun. my fave couple, leandro and larissa, was there and so with kath and michael, tricia and chiqui boy (?? hehe kidding). but pair by pair, they left and eventually, i was ALL ALONE in the table. I kept on asking iana to join me but she was so "busy" (or making herself unnecessarily busy). i really felt bad at a certain part of the evening because she just left me hanging all to myself while she was perpetually going around with bennet's cousins, with the jimmy bondoc stuff (since she was one of the official drivers of the tour), and ummm... i guess it was past midnight or shortly before that when i called her and she just told me that she was in East, West with Jason, carla, Cheska and co. to think, she told me she would be joining me soon. to think, she knew i was all alone. she could have told me about it. i was really disappointed journs. if only she'd say it straight to my face that she doesn't want me to be a part of her gimmick barkada. that is, if she really feels that way, but i do. and inviting me to some of it is just to patch up, nothing else. ouch.
that's why i really want to get out of this place. i made many restrictions to myself so that i can "belong". i can't grow up in this kind of setting. i can't pretend to be comfortable with the likes of sydney, gary uy, alex lim. i even think they don't like me as a company. or maybe this is just another "stranded in my insecurity" moments. please let me clarify.
i'd have to say i had fun with alex reyes and marco garcia. alex is really cool. my fellow yapparazzi. marco was really funny. he won the dating game, too and bowled the crowd over with his uber pa-cute smile. haha. later on, we talked about jimmy, paolo, martin and gary and who, among them, holds the best shows. we were kind of discussing then i just blurted, "ah, basta naay inom, adto raman ka." haha. that was the punch line.
The only advantage of having Iana as a sister for that night was getting to ride the van with Jimmy Bondoc at the back. EeeEEeEEeeeEEk! Ok, wait. After the show, iana told Carla and me that the entourage will be dining at Goodah-gud. Yipeee! But anyway, "our group" was stationed near the entrance/exit just as Jimmy was about to go out of the venue. I blabbed to him, "Jimmy ha, your songs are very serious but you're such a big joker pala," and gave him an Orbit pack of gums. He accepted it and jokingly touched my face. He really amused me (and so were the rest of the audience that night). Now, I wouldn't mind going to another Jimmy Bondoc show at all.
So, as iana told us, Carla and I headed to Goodah-gud. After this, Carla went home. That would have been her greatest mistake because on the way to sending back the whole entourage to their hotel, Jimmy rode our van. Imagine -- Carla would have really been ecstatic. (Told you, she really fell for Jimmy!)
During the ride with Jimmy, his road manager, agent and some of the Essence Band members, we talked about UP, Ateneo and Lasalle. That was fun. Haha. Jimmy was so kanchaw because when we passed by UP and bragged it to him, he just shrugged and said, "Ok." Kapal. I think he's from Ateneo. During his show, he said, "Only the UPians are as good as the Ateneans." What? Of course, since probably half of the crowd was from the maroon fields, we booed him for that. Haha. He also made a funny input early on. He asked the audience, "Who are fans of Paolo santos here?" There were loud screams (including a hoot from me) then he just blurted, "Bakit kayo nandito?" Haha. That's Jimmy for you. I love him.
Going back... after dropping them off at their hotel, we sat at the sofa for a while to wait for Cheska's car to arrive with the rest of the group. That led to more picture taking. When it finally came and Jimmy and his whole entourage already trouped to their rooms, Cheska texted the super sweet road manager if she could ask for a CD. The RM told all of us to go to their floor instead. Eeeek! The next thing we knew, Jimmy was signing a CD for each of us (Cheska, Andre, Tanya and ang nag-hitch, Ivi). That led to more time "bonding" with him and lots of pictures taken. Really, we were just having a good laugh and some talk at the hall of the floor where they were billeted. Later on, Jimmy gamely showed us his room. Haha. That was really cool. The guy is amazing nice, funny and most of all REAL. And I know I'm sounding more jologs by the minute, but I just couldn't let you pass up this experience. I know I didn't meet Jimmy Bondoc, the acoustic singer at the same pedestal as Paolo Santos. I met Jimmy Bondoc, the amazingly funny and crazy person. And for the latter, I think I have become a fan.
Ivi
Things to be happy about (academically... errrr):
1. Talent show for Hum. People are expecting me to work on my violin. I'd love to. But should I?
2. Book report for Social Science. Geez, it's due on Monday and I still haven't decided on my philosopher. Ask me on Sunday, and I would give you the same comment.
3. Cebuano feature article. This is no joke. I wish it is.
4. Writer's folio for Journalism. I love the writer I've chosen and I can't wait to pass my collection.
5. Radio prod for BC 101. Gift for those who didn’t attend the Film fest. Pucha. That over the chance of meeting Jimmy? Yell no!
6. Final exams for Soc sci, Hum, Math, Cebuano, Journalism.
Very sarcastic, Ivi.
Eeeeeek!
+ The Hourglass are finally coming, April 3, Tambuli Resort. On that night, I'll probably be in Ormoc sulking.
+ If you care, check out my former blog http://mojoflies.blogspot.com and see how I haven't changed at all. Tihi.
Saturday, March 6, was great -- i had fun! In the afternoon, i went to school after a long hiatus from NSTP activities. Really, it took me more than an hour to decide to go or not. In the end, the decider was my guilt for eating meat the day before (Friday). So i went to school while Iana fetched Jimmy Bondoc and his troupe from the airport (more, more, more on this later).
Anyway, i made no regrets attending the school event that afternoon, the Chancellor's Cup that witnessed debating pairs from UP Miag-ao, Iloilo, Tacloban and of course Cebu (the colleges of UP Visayas) battling to keep their stand on current issues.
The first debate was the decisioner as to who will meet the twice-to-beat Tacloban team for the championship match. The fight was between Miag-ao and Cebu. Issue: Should the Philippines adopt a two-party system or remain with the multi-party system? i had fun listening to both sides (feel I totally understood… like, right) and was amazed at the same time. Major credits go to Brian Magalong who was just... amazing. There goes a truly gifted brain. I know I'll never regret adding one vote to his name during the USC elections (which, unfortunately, he lost to, ahem, paolo varela. no comment).
Anyway, Brian and Rhoda won and eventually faced the pair from Tacloban with the issue: Should the qualifications for the presidency be made more stringent? Big emphasis on college education. Brian's main point was (rephrased): is a college diploma equal to someone who is intellectually fitting for the... (you know what he means)? UP Cebu won it again. I would have wanted to but i no longer stayed for the final battle.
so the moral story of everything above? ... i wished i had their brains or even just the nerve to stand there and voice out whatever i have inside my mind. (this is just an edited part. i figured my blog was getting to be only an account of details, nothing more... so to add a true personal touch...)
Around four pm, i headed back home and was alone 'til around 7pm. you know how i hate it when i'm alone but i survived anyway. (^^,)
when manang arrived, i prepared for the jimmy bondoc show. i took a cab to Kathryn's place and her "ex-boyfriend-daw" drove us to the Village. i wasn't so excited to hear Jimmy sing "Let me be the one," but i was ecstatic to meet him because iana texted me earlier that he and his band were a lot of fun! Let's see...
OOOOoooops, did i ever mention to you about this event? Probably not. Now, if you would ask me why i would attend a Jimmy Bondoc show when i'm a Paolo santos fan, it's because this is sponsored by the UP Management 141 class of Andre, Cheska, Dyan, and Co. i wouldn't even have considered attending it but in the name of friendship... tihihihi.
Lo and behold, every bit of iana's testimonial was true -- jimmy bondoc is not the cheesy, OA, serious, super dramatic, and boring singer that his songs perceive him to be. PWAMIS! This guy is a natural entertainer! he had the whole house in stitches. Though i think he should consider revising his repertoire (and his tendency to overdo his singing), all fingers up for the showmanship of this guy. no wonder randy santiago loves him! so many people attest to having fallen in love with this guy in just one night (on top of the list, none other than Carla! EEEEEEEEeeeeeee, she won the dating game over Kathryn and Trician. You go girl! This isn't the first time she's proven that she's got the Oomph factor!).
Early in the evening, i pretty had fun. my fave couple, leandro and larissa, was there and so with kath and michael, tricia and chiqui boy (?? hehe kidding). but pair by pair, they left and eventually, i was ALL ALONE in the table. I kept on asking iana to join me but she was so "busy" (or making herself unnecessarily busy). i really felt bad at a certain part of the evening because she just left me hanging all to myself while she was perpetually going around with bennet's cousins, with the jimmy bondoc stuff (since she was one of the official drivers of the tour), and ummm... i guess it was past midnight or shortly before that when i called her and she just told me that she was in East, West with Jason, carla, Cheska and co. to think, she told me she would be joining me soon. to think, she knew i was all alone. she could have told me about it. i was really disappointed journs. if only she'd say it straight to my face that she doesn't want me to be a part of her gimmick barkada. that is, if she really feels that way, but i do. and inviting me to some of it is just to patch up, nothing else. ouch.
that's why i really want to get out of this place. i made many restrictions to myself so that i can "belong". i can't grow up in this kind of setting. i can't pretend to be comfortable with the likes of sydney, gary uy, alex lim. i even think they don't like me as a company. or maybe this is just another "stranded in my insecurity" moments. please let me clarify.
i'd have to say i had fun with alex reyes and marco garcia. alex is really cool. my fellow yapparazzi. marco was really funny. he won the dating game, too and bowled the crowd over with his uber pa-cute smile. haha. later on, we talked about jimmy, paolo, martin and gary and who, among them, holds the best shows. we were kind of discussing then i just blurted, "ah, basta naay inom, adto raman ka." haha. that was the punch line.
The only advantage of having Iana as a sister for that night was getting to ride the van with Jimmy Bondoc at the back. EeeEEeEEeeeEEk! Ok, wait. After the show, iana told Carla and me that the entourage will be dining at Goodah-gud. Yipeee! But anyway, "our group" was stationed near the entrance/exit just as Jimmy was about to go out of the venue. I blabbed to him, "Jimmy ha, your songs are very serious but you're such a big joker pala," and gave him an Orbit pack of gums. He accepted it and jokingly touched my face. He really amused me (and so were the rest of the audience that night). Now, I wouldn't mind going to another Jimmy Bondoc show at all.
So, as iana told us, Carla and I headed to Goodah-gud. After this, Carla went home. That would have been her greatest mistake because on the way to sending back the whole entourage to their hotel, Jimmy rode our van. Imagine -- Carla would have really been ecstatic. (Told you, she really fell for Jimmy!)
During the ride with Jimmy, his road manager, agent and some of the Essence Band members, we talked about UP, Ateneo and Lasalle. That was fun. Haha. Jimmy was so kanchaw because when we passed by UP and bragged it to him, he just shrugged and said, "Ok." Kapal. I think he's from Ateneo. During his show, he said, "Only the UPians are as good as the Ateneans." What? Of course, since probably half of the crowd was from the maroon fields, we booed him for that. Haha. He also made a funny input early on. He asked the audience, "Who are fans of Paolo santos here?" There were loud screams (including a hoot from me) then he just blurted, "Bakit kayo nandito?" Haha. That's Jimmy for you. I love him.
Going back... after dropping them off at their hotel, we sat at the sofa for a while to wait for Cheska's car to arrive with the rest of the group. That led to more picture taking. When it finally came and Jimmy and his whole entourage already trouped to their rooms, Cheska texted the super sweet road manager if she could ask for a CD. The RM told all of us to go to their floor instead. Eeeek! The next thing we knew, Jimmy was signing a CD for each of us (Cheska, Andre, Tanya and ang nag-hitch, Ivi). That led to more time "bonding" with him and lots of pictures taken. Really, we were just having a good laugh and some talk at the hall of the floor where they were billeted. Later on, Jimmy gamely showed us his room. Haha. That was really cool. The guy is amazing nice, funny and most of all REAL. And I know I'm sounding more jologs by the minute, but I just couldn't let you pass up this experience. I know I didn't meet Jimmy Bondoc, the acoustic singer at the same pedestal as Paolo Santos. I met Jimmy Bondoc, the amazingly funny and crazy person. And for the latter, I think I have become a fan.
Ivi
Things to be happy about (academically... errrr):
1. Talent show for Hum. People are expecting me to work on my violin. I'd love to. But should I?
2. Book report for Social Science. Geez, it's due on Monday and I still haven't decided on my philosopher. Ask me on Sunday, and I would give you the same comment.
3. Cebuano feature article. This is no joke. I wish it is.
4. Writer's folio for Journalism. I love the writer I've chosen and I can't wait to pass my collection.
5. Radio prod for BC 101. Gift for those who didn’t attend the Film fest. Pucha. That over the chance of meeting Jimmy? Yell no!
6. Final exams for Soc sci, Hum, Math, Cebuano, Journalism.
Very sarcastic, Ivi.
Eeeeeek!
+ The Hourglass are finally coming, April 3, Tambuli Resort. On that night, I'll probably be in Ormoc sulking.
+ If you care, check out my former blog http://mojoflies.blogspot.com and see how I haven't changed at all. Tihi.
Saturday, March 06, 2004
Dear no one,
Finally, I got my underarms waxed! You don't know how difficult it is to control my tickled armpits (plus the P150 at that!) but I love the smell of honey. And the aftermath is good, gooder, goodest than the sensation I get after shaving (sensation or frustration?).
Anyway, yesterday, I also got to see Heart Evangelista. No biggie. I was about 50 meters away from her. She was on stage for a play at the Ayala Activity Center while I was tiptoeing to get a good view from the back of so many people who probably wanted to just get a glimpse of Heart. Actually, I've already seen her before, still at a 50-meters plus distance. She was on a motorcade with John Pratts and really, the most visible thing from her body were her uber blushed cheeks. Well, there goes a kikay for you.
I was also able to hang out with my sister's friend, Tanya, who's probably the friendliest person I've ever met (and funniest at that!). My sister's been hanging out with her, Dre and Cheska. No problem since these girls are the nicest but I wonder how her former barkada feels. (???)
Anyway, I couldn't really relate to these people 'cause mostly, they just blab about hair, make-up, clothes and boys. It's probably because I've got nothing to share. Hehehe, which brings me to the topic... I saw Dean at Ayala yesterday! In fairness, he's so cute already (i think he's always been). But moving on...
i was school-free once again so i just
feasted my eyes on movies and at the same time, pretending to practice the violin. i had lessons in the afternoon and i promise you, there was a moment when i felt like my fingers wouldn't move anymore! and to put this frustration further, i saw two violinists on TV play with their mastered vibrato. really, i hope i'd be able to to reach THAT far. it might seem easy (the vibrato thingee) but it's so difficult. i've had several attempts to put it into my playing! no thanks... well, at least for now.
Guess what? i ate meat yesterday and i kind of feel rotten except that my titas and titos also ate, and it was tita didang's birthday. any celebration in the family is a celebration of food. but yeah, that wasn't enough of an excuse. i just wasn't able to resist the lasagna (with its super thick cheese layer) and the dinuguan. to add to this obviously already-been-broken-promise-of-abstinence-especially-on-fridays, i ate two waffled cones of ice cream... no ordinary ice cream that! i forgot the name of the ice cream but it has cream on it. burp! there goes my week-long discipline, replenished in just one night! but the ice cream was so good and i couldn't afford it if i had to buy it myself (they bought it from this super expensive coffee shoppe for the A+++ pips, the Tinder Box). so the question again, who can resist?
This post is getting too long again, and i wonder if i did say anything senseful. if i missed anything, i'd be more than glad to replenish (new word!) it tomorrow! we're off to the jimmy bondoc show of some business management students of UP. no biggie. i just need to at least look a little cute. tihihihi... ciao!
---------------------------
i'm tired of being alone
so hurry up and get here
so tired of being alone
so hurry up and get here
Finally, I got my underarms waxed! You don't know how difficult it is to control my tickled armpits (plus the P150 at that!) but I love the smell of honey. And the aftermath is good, gooder, goodest than the sensation I get after shaving (sensation or frustration?).
Anyway, yesterday, I also got to see Heart Evangelista. No biggie. I was about 50 meters away from her. She was on stage for a play at the Ayala Activity Center while I was tiptoeing to get a good view from the back of so many people who probably wanted to just get a glimpse of Heart. Actually, I've already seen her before, still at a 50-meters plus distance. She was on a motorcade with John Pratts and really, the most visible thing from her body were her uber blushed cheeks. Well, there goes a kikay for you.
I was also able to hang out with my sister's friend, Tanya, who's probably the friendliest person I've ever met (and funniest at that!). My sister's been hanging out with her, Dre and Cheska. No problem since these girls are the nicest but I wonder how her former barkada feels. (???)
Anyway, I couldn't really relate to these people 'cause mostly, they just blab about hair, make-up, clothes and boys. It's probably because I've got nothing to share. Hehehe, which brings me to the topic... I saw Dean at Ayala yesterday! In fairness, he's so cute already (i think he's always been). But moving on...
i was school-free once again so i just
feasted my eyes on movies and at the same time, pretending to practice the violin. i had lessons in the afternoon and i promise you, there was a moment when i felt like my fingers wouldn't move anymore! and to put this frustration further, i saw two violinists on TV play with their mastered vibrato. really, i hope i'd be able to to reach THAT far. it might seem easy (the vibrato thingee) but it's so difficult. i've had several attempts to put it into my playing! no thanks... well, at least for now.
Guess what? i ate meat yesterday and i kind of feel rotten except that my titas and titos also ate, and it was tita didang's birthday. any celebration in the family is a celebration of food. but yeah, that wasn't enough of an excuse. i just wasn't able to resist the lasagna (with its super thick cheese layer) and the dinuguan. to add to this obviously already-been-broken-promise-of-abstinence-especially-on-fridays, i ate two waffled cones of ice cream... no ordinary ice cream that! i forgot the name of the ice cream but it has cream on it. burp! there goes my week-long discipline, replenished in just one night! but the ice cream was so good and i couldn't afford it if i had to buy it myself (they bought it from this super expensive coffee shoppe for the A+++ pips, the Tinder Box). so the question again, who can resist?
This post is getting too long again, and i wonder if i did say anything senseful. if i missed anything, i'd be more than glad to replenish (new word!) it tomorrow! we're off to the jimmy bondoc show of some business management students of UP. no biggie. i just need to at least look a little cute. tihihihi... ciao!
---------------------------
i'm tired of being alone
so hurry up and get here
so tired of being alone
so hurry up and get here
Thursday, March 04, 2004
Dear no one,
i was stuck in deep analysis today during my cebuano class at 530-700. Mr. estimo gave us a local report in English that we had to translate in Cebuano. Not tough if i had the license to use my traditional bisaya, but doing so might put my grade condition to a detrimental stage. Well, actually, it already is.
anyway, while knocking my brains off (plus the only dictionary in class) to form, at least, an ok sentence in Bisaya that still has the idea from its English version, the 630pm clouds caught my attention. they were of an orange-violet-blue combination and the first rush that overwhelmed me was the one i got while aboard Quantas coming home from Australia. and i really wanted to cry. how i miss the high of being way up there and be amidst the indescribable beauty of the clouds in orange and violet. amazing how this cooled me off, erasing my fear of the thought that i'm aboard an airplane. if the clouds wanted to sip me, i would willingly give up myself. i guess i just have to think of that day to erase my blues away. i know that when i'm there, i'm safely tucked in in what has got to be one of God's most beautiful creation that not everyone get to have. and fortunately, not technology or man's brutality can touch or abuse.
But back to reality. it might take time before i get to jump back to that state again.
in my last blog (mojo_flies: mojo_flies_
then_falls_and_writes), i was supposed to write about so many things that happened. for the laziness in me or God knows what, i just stopped. now i know how possible it is for the fire to just stop burning! but now with a new tag, i have found an outlet once again to everything in my mind and about my life, just as i live it. enjoy!
for the meanwhile, here's a recap to what has been for the past month! *gasp!*
* How easy it is for people to say what they want to and not minding whether I get hurt or not. i don't even want to think about it. it will just built in more to the decline of my self-esteem. i'm supposed to boost it up, remember? easy for me to say now. when ting just tactlessly reminded me of the way i look, i wanted to jam my head to the cornerwall and cry. but in that case, i would have to get used to hide from all the cruelty and unfairness in the world, rather than face them. Aight?
*Getting published without getting tagged and the good things that came out of it amazing, isn't it? i got published! front page of sunstar weekend at that! but as if the major editing done to my article wasn't a bad-feeling-sender alone, the article didn't have a byline, my name that is! Ok, throw on a tantrum now! Oh, wait! The next day, ma'am Erma called to apologize. she promised to put an erratum on the next issue. she even talked to madam tabada when she knew it was a requirement! awrsh! thanks. (Sunstar weekend, February 1, 2004, Joevince on the cover ;)
*Getting to be a DJ for UP radio considering how many times i've pretended to be a DJ with the help of our unhelping component and collection of casette tapes while growing up, this was a very big thrill for me! i have pictures to prove it. however, i still can't figure out how to put them all in here. but cool, i was a DJ! Kahit sa UP Radio lang... :hihi: it was for our BC 101 Broadcasting class.
*Math exam that I studied hard for and still failed no comment. but really, i studied.
*Missing the Guian trip with my friends for Hum docu Oh yeah, did i mention that mother went on a major operation? Thank God it was successful and the biopsy need not make us worry. Praise the Lord! Mother was so worried she already "left" Bien to tita Judy. You know, mother.... anyway, preferring to stay in ormoc to take care of mother (and miss 2 days of classes) did not only make me miss the fun, fun, fun birthday of bennet (leandro got drunk... WHAT? and Daniel owned the front gate, where the party was held, that night by claiming the microphone as his... hehe, karaoke baby, straight to American idol... haha!) but also my humanities group's trip to Guian, Samar to cover a local thingee for our documentary. anyway, no regrets. i was at the place where i ought to be.
*Loving my camera eeek! no need to lengthen this one. i have no regrets shelling out P15,000 off my future account, the camera is my IT thing right now.
*Fear that I might never have the courage to leave home to pursue my longtime dreams because I couldn’t bear leaving mama and papa it only took one request from mother to make me decide to stay and take care of her instead of going back to cebu for two more school days of the week. how much (or easy) would it take for me to decide to drop my australia or manila dreams? though it's kind of positive to have this kind of love for thy parents and i know it's enough to make me just say, "Goodbye Australia! Goodbye Manila! Hello Ormoc!" but i'm scared of it. i need to move on. from what, i'm not sure. but i can't trap myself in this forever.
* The Last Samurai definitely the movie for me this year. i found myself laughing, gushing, crying, getting scared... ok, other movies have made more or less the same effect on me but no movie has ever inspired me as much as this had. maybe it was the way the head samurai was, or how all those samurais galloped all the way to their enemies in the midst of bullet shots, to their deaths. no scene has ever moved me the way that did. i could watch it again and have the same rush of emotions. really, how lame the oscars could be to just ignore this one. anyway, the Lord of the Rings: Return of the King is a close runner-up. out of its 11 nominations, it brought home 11. wow. peter jackson is my new hero. and sophia coppola. the first woman to have been nominated the best director for a low-budget film (well, that was how she put it). funny. i'm always inspired, but nothing has ever changed. quit it.
* Capital Punishment (The case of the Chiong sisters) Ms. Universe question: what is your stand on capital punishment? answer: originally, i'm against capital punishment. i read from the words of this particular sister that in the end, only the poor are sentenced to die. it is also possible to bring to death an innocent convict, a mentally ill or psychologically problematic person or one whose childhood experience has led him to do that act. and how can you think that a single shot to the body and a painless death can bring justice to the victim and the family? therefore, i agree with the proposition of a life sentence without the hope of a parole EVER. this should be the capital punishment.
so it was kind of a big shift in my views when i felt relieved as i heard that 6 of the 7 convicts of the Chiong sisters murder case were sentenced to die. well, for one thing, i understand why the chiong family pushed for this. how can they rest in peace if they know the men who killed their beloved kin are still alive? and it's true these people don't have a place in the society. and though i'm confusing as to changing my views in a blink, the thing that made me feel so relieved was the prevailing of true justice in our country and the fact that most of the convicts belong to prominent families here in cebu just proves this. though it goes against what i believed in, justice and truth still prevailed.
another point brought up from an oprah episode got me thinking. there was this woman with a mental illness and psychological problem who killed all her 5 children by drowning them one by one. it was really painful, especially when the pictures of the children were shown. i was so surprised to see the husband so calm and even more when he said he was never angry at his wife for what she had done. though her state must be considered, there was no way she could just get off that easily, not after 5 innocent lives are gone. she was spared from the capital punishment and i'm not sure if i agreed with this. i agree with what one of the jurors said (rephrased), "her mental illness and psychological problems should not excuse her from facing the consequences of the grave crime she has committed." definitely.
there. another shift to me views. have i mentioned that two friends have already told me how confusing i am. fact confirmed.
* Getting drunk again on Vday i couldn't even remember how many shots i had. first thing, i was having so much fun in the company of etchoy, kino, camille and ina (them or staying home alone since maica, iana, ting and manang had their engagements on that day... but no regrets, the 4 were just loads of fun, fun, fun... and a second ago, i though i'd feel left out... NOT!); the next, i was hesitating to sing at the K1 karaoke bar where the gimmick guys and i were hanging out; the next, we were ordering a liter of tequila; the next, i was inviting nerick, his brother and the rest of the gang to drink; the next, i was singing alongside angi, maica, iana and carla; the next, carla and i were pushing the guys to vudu; the next, i was clinging on nerick's brother, benedict; the next, i was dancing and "disturbing'' the rest of the vudu crowd; the next, i puked; and finally, i realized i was so wasted. before i knew it, it was 3am of the next day. yipee, valentine's was over. that was pretty fun.
testimonials:
1. i grabbed a guy to dance with me. who guy? big question.
2. when Nerick got into a fight (BIG NEWS), i was shouting, "go Sydney! go sydney!" since he (bennet's cousin) was right in front of the happening.
3. i kept on dancing with other groupies. haha! i could get pretty wild huh?
4. i was practically clinging on benedict the whole night! (i think i remember a bit of this...) i couldn't possibly show my face to him anymore. to think, when i was clinging on him that night, i was asking about his girlfriend. to think, when i was clinging on him that night, he told me his girl's brother was just around and he might get into trouble. to think, his girlfriend is my 2nd degree cousin, Menchu, and yes, the brother is Mico. Great, how small can the world get?
over-all, i had so much fun with ria and her friend and my valentine's day... alone but happy. (wheee, my 18th year of being single, uncourted, blahhh.)
* College Days let me just hurry up on this:
1. 2 weeks before it took place, madame asked us to prepare for the bangga sa awit chorale singing contest. 1 week before, she reminded us of the same thing. 3 days before, she gave us a session to practice but the only thing achieved on that session was the choosing of the song and the copying of the lyrics. the night before the contest, around 10 attended the first official practice. the contest was going to be held at 1 pm the next day and we couldn't have the luxury practice the whole morning of the next day since it was the opening of the humanities days and we NEEDED to attend. anyway, at 11 am the next day, we gathered for what was to be our final practice. from the 10 who appeared at our first practice, another 10+ were added. yup, the complete ensemble only practiced from 11 to 12:30, or even less! jessa was still sorting out the chords with the guitar and more than half of the group was still familiarizing the lines. whew!
we won. considering that the other group was already ready to go on the day the leaders chose the winning song. how can i forget? pahaluka ko day! asa man?
2. APO band show down. urbandub, totally the IT band. the front act, i love! other mentions were the reggae bands (so many rastas! where's my egay?) and of course, the band of my dearest johanne (ahem, pronounced as yohan). the hitch, seeing him with the chinese "girl" and yahhhhh, they're cute. ouch.
3. i missed the crazy days. loser! i just hid at the canteen to avoid getting wet. loser! but really, it was pretty fun. UP, the best!
4. the UP TAO Pinoy 'to acoustic show. nsmd lobby. candles strewn to line the "stage" (no platforms, no nothings). banigs on the floor. people indian-sitting. bands exclusively comprising UPians. pinoy songs. just my type. had so much fun. saw johanne perform again. gushing. took pictures. asking for a repeat.
IT couple: kara and keith. awssssss.....
*dressing up (feb 27) for fun sorry to break this to you, but the main reason why i haven't been writing to my blog is that i've been so engrossed with dressing up. yup, bring on the spaghettis, the sleevelesses, the short skirts, the sexy shirts and blouses. hopefully, soon, i would not just gush at the way i look inside the premises of my room, but to the world. watch out!
***
whew!
i was stuck in deep analysis today during my cebuano class at 530-700. Mr. estimo gave us a local report in English that we had to translate in Cebuano. Not tough if i had the license to use my traditional bisaya, but doing so might put my grade condition to a detrimental stage. Well, actually, it already is.
anyway, while knocking my brains off (plus the only dictionary in class) to form, at least, an ok sentence in Bisaya that still has the idea from its English version, the 630pm clouds caught my attention. they were of an orange-violet-blue combination and the first rush that overwhelmed me was the one i got while aboard Quantas coming home from Australia. and i really wanted to cry. how i miss the high of being way up there and be amidst the indescribable beauty of the clouds in orange and violet. amazing how this cooled me off, erasing my fear of the thought that i'm aboard an airplane. if the clouds wanted to sip me, i would willingly give up myself. i guess i just have to think of that day to erase my blues away. i know that when i'm there, i'm safely tucked in in what has got to be one of God's most beautiful creation that not everyone get to have. and fortunately, not technology or man's brutality can touch or abuse.
But back to reality. it might take time before i get to jump back to that state again.
in my last blog (mojo_flies: mojo_flies_
then_falls_and_writes), i was supposed to write about so many things that happened. for the laziness in me or God knows what, i just stopped. now i know how possible it is for the fire to just stop burning! but now with a new tag, i have found an outlet once again to everything in my mind and about my life, just as i live it. enjoy!
for the meanwhile, here's a recap to what has been for the past month! *gasp!*
* How easy it is for people to say what they want to and not minding whether I get hurt or not. i don't even want to think about it. it will just built in more to the decline of my self-esteem. i'm supposed to boost it up, remember? easy for me to say now. when ting just tactlessly reminded me of the way i look, i wanted to jam my head to the cornerwall and cry. but in that case, i would have to get used to hide from all the cruelty and unfairness in the world, rather than face them. Aight?
*Getting published without getting tagged and the good things that came out of it amazing, isn't it? i got published! front page of sunstar weekend at that! but as if the major editing done to my article wasn't a bad-feeling-sender alone, the article didn't have a byline, my name that is! Ok, throw on a tantrum now! Oh, wait! The next day, ma'am Erma called to apologize. she promised to put an erratum on the next issue. she even talked to madam tabada when she knew it was a requirement! awrsh! thanks. (Sunstar weekend, February 1, 2004, Joevince on the cover ;)
*Getting to be a DJ for UP radio considering how many times i've pretended to be a DJ with the help of our unhelping component and collection of casette tapes while growing up, this was a very big thrill for me! i have pictures to prove it. however, i still can't figure out how to put them all in here. but cool, i was a DJ! Kahit sa UP Radio lang... :hihi: it was for our BC 101 Broadcasting class.
*Math exam that I studied hard for and still failed no comment. but really, i studied.
*Missing the Guian trip with my friends for Hum docu Oh yeah, did i mention that mother went on a major operation? Thank God it was successful and the biopsy need not make us worry. Praise the Lord! Mother was so worried she already "left" Bien to tita Judy. You know, mother.... anyway, preferring to stay in ormoc to take care of mother (and miss 2 days of classes) did not only make me miss the fun, fun, fun birthday of bennet (leandro got drunk... WHAT? and Daniel owned the front gate, where the party was held, that night by claiming the microphone as his... hehe, karaoke baby, straight to American idol... haha!) but also my humanities group's trip to Guian, Samar to cover a local thingee for our documentary. anyway, no regrets. i was at the place where i ought to be.
*Loving my camera eeek! no need to lengthen this one. i have no regrets shelling out P15,000 off my future account, the camera is my IT thing right now.
*Fear that I might never have the courage to leave home to pursue my longtime dreams because I couldn’t bear leaving mama and papa it only took one request from mother to make me decide to stay and take care of her instead of going back to cebu for two more school days of the week. how much (or easy) would it take for me to decide to drop my australia or manila dreams? though it's kind of positive to have this kind of love for thy parents and i know it's enough to make me just say, "Goodbye Australia! Goodbye Manila! Hello Ormoc!" but i'm scared of it. i need to move on. from what, i'm not sure. but i can't trap myself in this forever.
* The Last Samurai definitely the movie for me this year. i found myself laughing, gushing, crying, getting scared... ok, other movies have made more or less the same effect on me but no movie has ever inspired me as much as this had. maybe it was the way the head samurai was, or how all those samurais galloped all the way to their enemies in the midst of bullet shots, to their deaths. no scene has ever moved me the way that did. i could watch it again and have the same rush of emotions. really, how lame the oscars could be to just ignore this one. anyway, the Lord of the Rings: Return of the King is a close runner-up. out of its 11 nominations, it brought home 11. wow. peter jackson is my new hero. and sophia coppola. the first woman to have been nominated the best director for a low-budget film (well, that was how she put it). funny. i'm always inspired, but nothing has ever changed. quit it.
* Capital Punishment (The case of the Chiong sisters) Ms. Universe question: what is your stand on capital punishment? answer: originally, i'm against capital punishment. i read from the words of this particular sister that in the end, only the poor are sentenced to die. it is also possible to bring to death an innocent convict, a mentally ill or psychologically problematic person or one whose childhood experience has led him to do that act. and how can you think that a single shot to the body and a painless death can bring justice to the victim and the family? therefore, i agree with the proposition of a life sentence without the hope of a parole EVER. this should be the capital punishment.
so it was kind of a big shift in my views when i felt relieved as i heard that 6 of the 7 convicts of the Chiong sisters murder case were sentenced to die. well, for one thing, i understand why the chiong family pushed for this. how can they rest in peace if they know the men who killed their beloved kin are still alive? and it's true these people don't have a place in the society. and though i'm confusing as to changing my views in a blink, the thing that made me feel so relieved was the prevailing of true justice in our country and the fact that most of the convicts belong to prominent families here in cebu just proves this. though it goes against what i believed in, justice and truth still prevailed.
another point brought up from an oprah episode got me thinking. there was this woman with a mental illness and psychological problem who killed all her 5 children by drowning them one by one. it was really painful, especially when the pictures of the children were shown. i was so surprised to see the husband so calm and even more when he said he was never angry at his wife for what she had done. though her state must be considered, there was no way she could just get off that easily, not after 5 innocent lives are gone. she was spared from the capital punishment and i'm not sure if i agreed with this. i agree with what one of the jurors said (rephrased), "her mental illness and psychological problems should not excuse her from facing the consequences of the grave crime she has committed." definitely.
there. another shift to me views. have i mentioned that two friends have already told me how confusing i am. fact confirmed.
* Getting drunk again on Vday i couldn't even remember how many shots i had. first thing, i was having so much fun in the company of etchoy, kino, camille and ina (them or staying home alone since maica, iana, ting and manang had their engagements on that day... but no regrets, the 4 were just loads of fun, fun, fun... and a second ago, i though i'd feel left out... NOT!); the next, i was hesitating to sing at the K1 karaoke bar where the gimmick guys and i were hanging out; the next, we were ordering a liter of tequila; the next, i was inviting nerick, his brother and the rest of the gang to drink; the next, i was singing alongside angi, maica, iana and carla; the next, carla and i were pushing the guys to vudu; the next, i was clinging on nerick's brother, benedict; the next, i was dancing and "disturbing'' the rest of the vudu crowd; the next, i puked; and finally, i realized i was so wasted. before i knew it, it was 3am of the next day. yipee, valentine's was over. that was pretty fun.
testimonials:
1. i grabbed a guy to dance with me. who guy? big question.
2. when Nerick got into a fight (BIG NEWS), i was shouting, "go Sydney! go sydney!" since he (bennet's cousin) was right in front of the happening.
3. i kept on dancing with other groupies. haha! i could get pretty wild huh?
4. i was practically clinging on benedict the whole night! (i think i remember a bit of this...) i couldn't possibly show my face to him anymore. to think, when i was clinging on him that night, i was asking about his girlfriend. to think, when i was clinging on him that night, he told me his girl's brother was just around and he might get into trouble. to think, his girlfriend is my 2nd degree cousin, Menchu, and yes, the brother is Mico. Great, how small can the world get?
over-all, i had so much fun with ria and her friend and my valentine's day... alone but happy. (wheee, my 18th year of being single, uncourted, blahhh.)
* College Days let me just hurry up on this:
1. 2 weeks before it took place, madame asked us to prepare for the bangga sa awit chorale singing contest. 1 week before, she reminded us of the same thing. 3 days before, she gave us a session to practice but the only thing achieved on that session was the choosing of the song and the copying of the lyrics. the night before the contest, around 10 attended the first official practice. the contest was going to be held at 1 pm the next day and we couldn't have the luxury practice the whole morning of the next day since it was the opening of the humanities days and we NEEDED to attend. anyway, at 11 am the next day, we gathered for what was to be our final practice. from the 10 who appeared at our first practice, another 10+ were added. yup, the complete ensemble only practiced from 11 to 12:30, or even less! jessa was still sorting out the chords with the guitar and more than half of the group was still familiarizing the lines. whew!
we won. considering that the other group was already ready to go on the day the leaders chose the winning song. how can i forget? pahaluka ko day! asa man?
2. APO band show down. urbandub, totally the IT band. the front act, i love! other mentions were the reggae bands (so many rastas! where's my egay?) and of course, the band of my dearest johanne (ahem, pronounced as yohan). the hitch, seeing him with the chinese "girl" and yahhhhh, they're cute. ouch.
3. i missed the crazy days. loser! i just hid at the canteen to avoid getting wet. loser! but really, it was pretty fun. UP, the best!
4. the UP TAO Pinoy 'to acoustic show. nsmd lobby. candles strewn to line the "stage" (no platforms, no nothings). banigs on the floor. people indian-sitting. bands exclusively comprising UPians. pinoy songs. just my type. had so much fun. saw johanne perform again. gushing. took pictures. asking for a repeat.
IT couple: kara and keith. awssssss.....
*dressing up (feb 27) for fun sorry to break this to you, but the main reason why i haven't been writing to my blog is that i've been so engrossed with dressing up. yup, bring on the spaghettis, the sleevelesses, the short skirts, the sexy shirts and blouses. hopefully, soon, i would not just gush at the way i look inside the premises of my room, but to the world. watch out!
***
whew!
