26 was the Saddest

25th was Christmas day, ofcourse, the happiest for our family... especially cousins from far flung places went to visit and spend their christmas here. But it was after the day of laughs and nausea due to excessive alcohol intake that I really felt sad. Bien, my ever best company will be joining his Mom to cebu. He is just a kid, i know. But that kid who in his innocence touched the lives of many will be going away is just a headline story for me. He is a great deal for me. In his ignorance, I shared the best company ever. Most of mornings that i have the mood for biking, I fetch him from our grandma's place and together we explore the beauty of carefree life. There, in those place which he used to see the Mah (cow) and the Meehh (goat), I shared with him my deepest thoughts, the things nobody knew.. He is the depository outlet for me. he is my only reliable friend who listens without judgments, without discriminations. He is just a sweet four-year-old boy who used to light my dark world. He is my angel. Now, he left. I can't show my real emotions infront of him. i smiled but my heart is deeply wounded by his departure. I waved my last bye-bye...I kissed him for the last time...I slap his face that I will forever miss... I had a last look of this cudly little boy who made my days livlier... Bye-bye Bien!!! Hope you will never forget Tin-tin who love you so much... Tears fell but still invincible...

THINGS WILL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN

I came across a point in my life that I decided to change the ways its done... I am not perfect nor that wise... I am more of a stupid guy doing the dumbest decision ever... but now, things changed. due to the circumstances I had encountered, those streessful nights that made me sleepless, to the schizophrenia no one knew,I made a great deal with the Master... I will change my life... this will be the start of something better... hope for forgiveness... I knew my mistakes... things will never be the same again.

C

GOD..

please...

be with me...

don't leave me..

& give me another chance..

EMO: TOO SCARED TO BE ONE OF THEM

You’ve seen them dominating the school with those black eyeliners and an all-black fashion statement. At first, I am one of those “suya” to this group of individuals, which according to what my instinct can perceive- are trying to be somebody else. But it was before I read some articles and watching a TV program which tackled the growing subculture in the country. Then I was alarmed by some statements and examples of music they were referring to. First, EMO was cradled from the word Emotional- what a goose bump (my friends were laughing as I shared this). Yeah, I’m quite emotional and sensitive but I’m no Emo. And the second thing petrified me the most- the bands that I’m dying for their music’s are actually Emos. Oh my good damned goodness, never did I knew (even quite obvious) that My Chemical Romance- my ever intoxicating music idols, with music that speaks of me, with poetry that crashes my eardrums, are actually Gods of Emo’s?! The soullah good Chicosci are one of them, my new favorite Typcast is a local cult. Whaaaatt?!! I wanna wail louder! The Fall Out Boy, the Paramore, The Red Jumpsuit?!
Pucha, I was questioning myself for few days: Am I one of them?! Then my emotional intelligence came into existence just after typing the last sentence: Nope, I am not. It doesn’t mean that few of these descriptions speak of me then I am officially enrolled in this subculture. Yeah, I love the bands, I am quite inferior- but not introvert, my powerful voice pa man lang Diyos ko, I can make friends with anybody (very extrovert at that), self-injury (I still believe it’s nonsense graded A), and obviously the fashion statement- I’ll get crucified by my mom seeing me in black eyeliners and nailpolish noh! But my emotional intelligence is really a Martin by heart and soul: a great leg-pulling teaser! I am bantered by my own kagaguhan: hala, Emo ka nah! Sagay ka dira upod kay Jen kag Shella- mabakal ka man Loafers na Skull o Chucks noh?! Wahaha!!! Palalantaw ka pa banda! You are artistic, self-made ang mga fashoion katangadalan mu. Yahoo!!! Emo! Emo! Emo! Si Martin- emo! Si martin- emah! Wahaha! What-a-self! Thanks ha?!
But now, I guess there’s nothing wrong enjoying them, as long as you live your life healthier and wiser, what’s wrong?! I’ll still patronized the music, enjoying the company and now understand the guys registered to be one. All we have to do is to live our life in our own unique way. Be yourself- it’s less complicated complicated!

artcle pharma

ANG ALAMAT NG GUAVA JAM
Martuz Reklamadoruz

Ilang beses na ba tayo nalinawan patungkol sa mga di-maiintindihang bagay-bagay sa University? Ilang ulit ka na bang nagalit sa di mabigyang aksyong problema dito sapagkat sa kaklase mo lang ibinubulalas ang lahat ng reklamo mo? Ilang beses ka na bang pumasok sa “office” para i-exercise ang sinasabing student’s rights mo? Ilang beses ka na bang lumuha dahil hindi mo magamit ang comfort room kahit ihing-ihi ka na?
Hindi ako writer at lalong wala akong kakayahang makipagdebate sa kung ano ang tama sa kalawakan ng planetang Journalism. Naisip ko lang na ano kaya ang pakiramdam kung inilimbag ang isang article sa departmental paper na ang author ay…AKO? At ito ang theme ng debut article ko (kung makapasa sa mapanuring staff ng departmental paper): ang ireklamo ang pwedeng ireklamo, ang hingan ng linaw ang lahat ng ng hindi malinaw at itanong ang posibleng katanungan sa final exam sa Moral Theology. At dito ko sisimulan ang kapahamakan ko:

a) Enrolment Era- isa tayo sa may pinakamababang population dito sa school, pero bakit tuwing enrolment ang tagal ng proseso? Aabutin ka pa ng ilang Jurassic years sa pagpila sa Appraisal. Makacarbon-dating na ang Enrolment Form mo sa tagal ng pila sa Encoding. At idagdag mo pa ang mala-registration sa COMELEC na payments sa Admin at ghost hunting sa adviser para sa clearance.
Result: Varicose veins formation with 20 new information galing sa correspondent ng Tsismis101 na katabi mo sa pila.

b) Historical Artifacts: Toilet Bowls- Since sa UH hanggang sa Alumni, highest grossing na siguro kung may presyo lang ang bawat reklamo sa nadudugyot na CR. Kung hindi nagka-lunar eclipse, hindi sana nalinis ang mga toilet bowls na possible nang gawing source ng primary culture ng mga mikrobyo. Tears of joy ang naramdaman namin nang madiskubreng nalinis na ang mga CR. Wala na ang lumulutang na chewing gum na nabatok sa manilaw-nilaw na karagatan na naging saksi sa pambababoy sa sagradong palikuran. Wala na rin ang mga mucous of different varieties na disenteng nakadikit sa dehydrated na lavatory. Ngunit tulad ng lunar eclipse, lumilipas lang ito. Maghintay nalang tayo ng leap year baka permanente ng magka-supply ng tubig.

c) Mga hindi Ma-gets na Minor Subjects- ano ba ang kinalaman ng ibang minor-subjects sa kurso natin? Bakit merong Algebra na dapat ipasa? Para ma-equate natin gamit ang perfect square trinomial kung ilan ang normal (x)pus cells meron sa (-2y)urine sample kung ang pasyente ay nangangalapa sa formula na x2+2xy+y2=DRP at retake during summer? Bakit may Logic pa? siguro para maintindihan natin na isang unsound statement ang may mga premises na:
Theology is a difficult subject.
Major subjects are difficult.
Therefore, Theology is a major subject.-bilang conclusion.
At bakit may Philosophy of Man pa na nakakanosebleed sa pagbasa ng Becoming a Human Person? Hindi dahil natatamaan ang mga asal hayop, kung hindi, dahil kasing liit ng bibliya ang font size at kasing kapal ng El Filibusterismo ang dapat matapos. Ang masama pa, natapos mo man basahin ang buong libro, isang excerpt lang mula sa libro ni Bob Ong ang tangi mong naintindihan at nakarelate ka bilang tunay na Human Person.

Kung tutuusin, mahigit isang libong piso ang ginagastos natin sa bawat subjects na ito- katumbas na ito ng ilang kilong parte ng katawan ni Esmeralda ( ang kaawa-awang baboy) na sampu ng kaniyang kauri ay kinakatay tuwing enrolment. Sumalangit nawa ang kanilang kaluluwa.

d) Kalawang Blues- isa sa pinakahighlight ng mga laboratory classes ay ang Returning of Apparatus. Bakit? Dito mo aktwal na maiintindihan ang nagaganap na chemical change sa nangangalawang na iron stand. Pagkatapos ng isang semester na pangangalapa sa laboratory, isang elimination round ang magaganap. Haharap sa iyo ang mapanuring mga mata ng staffs sa stock room sa paghuhukom kung pasok o hindi ang mga apparatus niyo. Mabibigyan mo na ng hustisya ang motto na “try and try until you succeed” habang hirap ka sa pagkuskos ng petroleum jelly sabay calculate kung kulang ba ang binayad mong Laboratory fee noong enrolment para parusahan ka ng ganito.

e) Ventilation, ano pa ba ang bago dito?- naaapreciate ko na ang silbi ng photocopied handouts sa tuwing tag-init. Walang electric fan sa Alumni at sa Aguirre meron nga, pero mas malakas pa ang hininga ko kaysa buga ng hangin ng asthmatic na ceiling fan doon. Solar eclipse siguro ang dapat nating hintayin para magkaroon na ng totoong electric fan na nagbubuga ng totoong hangin dahil totoong nakakainsulto ito sa may mga bitbit na guava jam sa klase.

f) USA Gym- isang ‘dream come true’ na siguro maituturing kung nag P.E. tayo sa loob ng Gym, ano? Pagpasok mo pa lang, dinig mo na ang sabi ng kaklase mo na “Wow Pare, hanep sa kintab ng sahig. Uy grabe, transparent ang ring. Digital pa ang board!” Maluha-luha mong iso-shoot ang bola at mangiyak-ngiyak mong gagawin ang first free-throw mo. At bigla ka nalang magigising sa isang panaginip na kaylan may mananatiling reklamo ng bawat Andres Bonifacio. Bakit hindi tayo pwedeng gumamit ng mga facility na kung tutuusin galing sa bulsa natin ang ginastos sa mga bagong benches, pintura, flooring at anti-anay treatment. Ang masaklap pa, bakit ang iba nagbabayad para makagamit ng gym, e tayo naman ang mga estudyante dito ha? Mamumulaklak muna ang kawayan bago tayo di na mapagkakaitan ng mga bagay na tunay naman talagang para sa atin.

Ilan lang ito sa napa-exaggerate na problemang naging pulutan na sa bawat usapin. Hindi pa natin napag-usapan ang tungkol sa sa pasok kahit na may baha, sa pre-judging round sa harap ng mga guards para malaman kung in or out ang Havianas mo, sa gabundok na requirements na hindi na kakasya sa class record, at kung bakit naging garapata ang metaphor para kay Teri Hatcher. Marahil may mga hindi pabor o may mga batikos na maaaring ibato sa sulating ito. Pero mas mahalagang pagtuunan ng pansin ang mga detalyeng totoo ba o hindi, pansinin ba o dedma, natamaan ka o wala at kung ikaw ba ang nangangamoy guava jam para hindi na humantong sa pagpupunit ng sedula ng mga nagpupunyaging kapatiran ng KKK (Kataastaasan Kagalanggalangan Kapilyuhan ng mga Anak ni Bob Marley).

Paalaala: ang lahat ng nakasulat bago ang salitang ‘Paalaala’ ay walang katotohanan, pawang tsismis lamang. Ang sumulat ay hindi kailangang ipatawag at patawan ng mahabahabang homily sa Guidance Office. Maraming salamat.

redirecting my life

Do you think I need redirection with my life? I'm growing older and as time move constantly, I constantly commiting mistakes. Why am I such a stupid brat? when will I make a good dicision?

now i'm scared

Should i keep this ? should i hide this? the answer is YES... I've been trusting this site without considering who may be able to catch a glimpse on what I am writing on... Scared maybe... Scared that anything I am writing here will be exposed to the public and may cause my biggest humiliation ever... hope everything will be fine... now I'll do my best to keep everything into proper places...to make sure my skeletons will always be intact in my closet...

diary

SEM-BREAK BLUES

Sem-break... it'z a time for all of us to enjoy this short but worthwhile BREAK... For two weeks or so, I'm making use of all the time available to have a BREAK... So thankful that my friendster account was not sabotage after the 'bug-down' thing a few days ago... I enjoyed biking with my cutie nephew and ihado- BIEN.... We roam around the town proper with my ever trusted and reliable Mountain Bicycle... I saw Jose just this morning and Tata too, with just little connections or hit... I was inspired by KC Concepcion's t.v. special about her 4-year stay in Paris... Someday, I can do that too... I will have an adventure to build up myself for the better... I hope it'll happen.. miss my friends...

diary

i don't know what to write... but let's just say something didn't work out right today... my... quite unsatisfied for what had happened. i just wait for a single beep from my phone for the entire day but I haven't recieved any... last day of meeting will be th most "sayang" opportunity I will have... hope for the last time it will happen...

i can't add it up... as if it is something I am scared to do... but time comes that i will try... i promise...

kita ko na friendster ni BRYAN... YAHOO... SO FANTHASTIC... WAHAHA...

GFSHH

LA LANG... YESTERDAY, NAMIESTA KMI KINA SARAH UPOD SI STAR KAG YOUNGER SISTER YA...

TAPUS KADTO KAMI KINA KALAI UPOD KO SI SHAYNE KAG DAVE..

KAG NAGBAGYO..

TAPUS...

theo fevah...

a start of something new?

such a good day... makin' the first move always works... J.A. and I had a good conversation just aawhile ago... in our theo class, J.A. arrived late (without the handouts ofcourse)... with that I sahared my handout to that 'crazy over u'... we talked and we walked together... we talked and talked and heared the angelus but to know use, we still walked and talked and talked, tapped my butt to go ahead of me to the KAWILIHAN office and waved my bye... and smiled... and adrenalin rush... and went back to school and tattletale the entire things to mah group!!!

hay, lesson learned: don't wait, do the move!!!


Yahoo!!!

I GAMBLE...again

rain rainy days... there is nothing to do.... but there is something that keeps me staring blanky... is this real love? I mean is it that sincere? or it is just another pretentious relationship that I am trying to fit in myself.... if it is real or not, onethings for sure: I am gambling again for another "just try" type of relationship... I always hope in every time that it is for real... this is not different... all gambles are sin... I know I am stupid...and as if I cant stand it but it is in me...

wish me luck....

pic pmt

PMT

home of the achievers

jd burtdee

mark this day...

hay, life... many changes happened in just few weeks of enjoying my life in this roller coaster excitement... it started with the Tilipunan event where I enjoyed my stay in Alimodian with my NFF's (newly found friends)... I enjoyed the trip... the fact thet I got a chance to meet this wonderful people in our department and few special one's from the HRM... text mates na kami...

next stop was the Recollection of our section attended by the former sections A and B which is know known as the MedTech2 Fused.... Issues were cleared from both parties, conflicts were solved, impressions were understood and few special attentions were discovered and developed... this is totally a start of something new...

due to this recollection, few more revelations sprouted.... the Roj-Michael conflict which gave me the title of Pontius Pilate (the hugas kamay guy)... and few sessions were held... last Friday- the start... its because of this issue, a loviedubb tandem had been possible...in the presence of BUTTERCUP and PRESIDENT... Hay, I was the chaperon the next day.... quite a shocking news not yet ready to be revealed... (wahaha... supah glad, I was one of the first to know and witness)...

but this day is the more special one... christine sudario, mary rose and I had a not so gurl thing talk in the Pilota Court with the passing "scorable" few as an entertainment.... JD passed our way and I told Christine na crush ko na siya... Christine pala and JD are friends, so the gaga called the attention of cutie... she then told me that its his birthday... 2 days before mine... wow... then, she told me na iTreat daw siya for lunch... few laughs and talks and jokes and I headed my way to my theo class in Pharma3A.... I got a chance to have a talk with Joeart and yahoo....seems like we are now real friends... haha...I went to Robinsons then and to my surprise, as I was buying my chicken ala king waffle- that mahaderang Christine approached me and together with my JD... wow... the best part was... I greeted him Happy Birthday!!!! and cutie JD smiled back... hay what a fantastic day... And as I am typing this posting, michael txted me to join them in Jeplocs with Buttercup and President which he met in Jollibee SM Delgado... wow...
But my JD and my JoeArt... this is a day truly to be marked...

PAMAMAALAM

Ika-siyam ng Julyo, 5:24 ng hapon. Binubulag parin ako ng mga pagkakatandang igunita ang mga sandaling yaon. Ang lamig ng hanging nagpapahina sa aking mga tuhod,ang malamyang ingay ng mga nagdadaanang trisikel at ang dalampasigan ng malawak na kankungan na kung saan nang araw ding yon, ang pinakahuling paghaharap namin ay nangyari.
Masakit sa akin ang sabihin sa kanya na iyon na ang huli naming pagkikita. Ngunit sa paghulma ng ngiti sa kanyang mga labi at mga matang nagsasabing, "masaya ako sa iyong pagkalaya.", madali kong nailabas ang lahat ng pasakit, kasabay ng pagbuga sa hanging malalim kong hininga. Natanggap niya kaagad bago ko man sabihin. Sa mahigit sa isang dekada naming magkaramay, bakit naging ganoon lang kadali sa kanya ang lahat? Hindi ko naman siya masisisi, hindi iyon masayang pagsasama.
Siya kasi ang aking takbuhan sa tuwing ako'y nasasaktan at kailangan ko ng karamay. Gagamutin niya ang aking damdamin sa isang sulok ng aming bodega. Kasama ng mga aparador, sirang antigong kama at mga gusgusing sapatos, pinapakinggan niya ang pagbubulalas ko ng kung hindi inis at galit ay ang mga tangkang paghihiganti. Sasabihin niyang kakalimutan ko nalang ang lahat sabay pagpiga sa akin ng kanyang mga yakap na pilit kong dinarama ngunit lamig ang siyang humahaplos sa aking katawan.
Siya kasi ang tagasalo ng mga luha sa aking mga mata sa tuwing maglalabas ako ng mga nakakahilo at makasariling sentimiento. Magbibigay siya ng mga payong nagpapagaan sa aking buong katawan, kasabay ng paghaplos ng kanyang mga palad at pagpahid ng kanyang mga hinlalaki sa kaawa-awa kong mukha.
Siya kasi ang nag-iisa kong karamay, kaibigan at pamilya. Naulila man ako ng mundo, naroon siya para saluin ako. Ang pagmamahal niya ay kasing init ng araw, ngunit ang kanyang mga yakap ay kasing lamig ng gabi. Ang aming puso'y pinag-isa ng pang-aapi at pasakit ng mundong makasarili.
Subalit, nakaraan na iyon. Nagbago na ang lahat. Namulat na ako sa mapagmahal na daigdig, sa tunay na buhay. Nagpupunyagi na ang aking puso sa pagmamahal na aking tinatamasa.
Kasabay ng paglubog ng araw sa dulo ng dalampasigang kangkungan, nagpaalam na ako sa kanya. Pilit ko siyang tinatanaw sa nasasalaming tubig, ngunit habang tumatagal, ang repleksiyon niya'y lumalaho, kasabay ng paglitaw ng sarili kong imahe.
Ngayon, alaala nalang sa malalim naming pinagsamahan ang paminsan-minsa'y bibisita sa aking gunitain. Kahit siya at ako ay iisa, siya ay naglaho na at di na babalik pa.

ECO POPULI

set of sinoys who wants to make a big difference....

...for the purpose nobody knows-

(sa top sang jeep kami)
including them...

(sexy guys show off their assets)

falls of BUKARI

bugoy.sinoy.bangag.ungas

we love the ecosystem

mother nature at its best

new set of friends I will treasure

experiences I truly cherish

(board shorts na nagisi ni bora babe phoebe)

(the story of ROI ROI ROi)

(MO2? sa Leon?)

(death march we love)

(phoebe the great)

(patrick the great)

(ryan the great)

(joie the pres)

(melber the vice)

(the rest I forgot the name)

see yah all in our next adventure

eco populi

nature trips

martin

(the best member)

eco populi

eco populi

nature trip

i saw my ex

Today I Saw My Ex

I saw my Ex this day...
I pretended I did not saw my ex.
The past started to stir up about my ex...
I stopped my mind,
but it can't.

Today I saw my ex.
Past will always be a memory.
My ex was with my past,
But past can never be forgotten.
Today I saw my ex,
but today will just be a today.
Tomorrow be another day.
But today is different,
Because today I saw my ex.

ANOTHER MARKED DATE: july 28, 2007

This day must be remembered and any significant detail should be recorded.

1. It was PMT's Freshmen Initiation- I arrived super late.
Call time was 7am, I arrived 10am.
2. It was very fun- we got a chance to harass the freshmen.
I molested my crush and it was so ecstatic.
3. There was a "major confirmation"- 'he' was indeed molested by 'you-know-who'
(according to our own elucidation w/c I still don't believe)
4. Afterwards, we went to Time Square to chill out a bit-
with RedHorse of course.
5. 17 of us then moved to Lumpiga- it was fun and we are quite drunk.
I was blotto
Raymund was blotto
Troy was blotto
Chris was reddish... and blotto
Germane was okay at first,drank half of Light, and was then blotto too.
But RJ was the most blotto of us all.
He was blackout afterwards.
6. We had our separate ways then. Chris, Jemaimah, Germane and I dined in
Andoks Manduriao. We regained our real consciousness there.
7. Gem decided to sleep the night away in my place.
After a taxi ride (courtesy of Jem), Chris, Gem and I bond together in
our town plaza.
We had a silly ride on the swing.
We enjoyed the see-saw.
We had our cup of coffee and (cup noodles for Gem) in a 24 hour Carinderia.
We chit-chat.
evoked the day,critic the celebs, Gems Starstruck momento,
about ourselves, jokes and about nothing...
8. We went home by midnight.
9. Gem and I had a chit-chat again before sleeping.
We talked about her favorite cartoons- BUBU CHACHA!!!

The day was all fun and worth stirring up!!!

SOMEONE HATES ME

"Why is it a big deal to you? Mind not if he hates you!" This is what my friends told me when I opened-up this topic to them. Who cares anyway? Well I do. I don't know but I am bothered when I learned that somebody hates me without any good reason to. Was that shit feel jealous? Well jealous of what? It's funny but this is the first time I feel so crazy thinking someone is insecure of me. I'm quite inferior and it is so amusing if it is true. That shit is insecure of my damn self?! Wow, it's a compliment but it irritates me. I can't bear it. I'm so nice to be hated. It's a big deal because I wanted to be like. I want to be accepted. Well, true you can't please everybody. I learned to hate that dumb moron. It's his life- he lives in it. And this is mine and that bitch guy is nothing more than an accessory to my own stage play.

He is hated by everyone because he wanted his filthiness be smelled. Yes, it's true that everyone of us has it's own dark secrets but he is exposing all the skeletons off his closet. So dumb. Yes, in a way I have my own too, but I can't stand telling my nasty side. I admit it, I'm not that clean as anyone want to expect but I clear my side, I clean my own trash and I manage myself better than anyone. Nobody's perfect. I'm not perfect. I have the right to hate that moron too.

It's my time to show how nasty I can be...

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MARK THIS DAY

1.namangkot siya sa 'kon kung nakabayad na photocopy sa handouts....

2.gin hatagan ko ni Gem sang pic- gin paScan ko dayun....

3.naghimo ko group sa friendster na kacheapan man- hindi man ko kabalo mung...hope hindi maglabay sa mga critics

4. bwas ang exam sa Statistics- dapat good ang result kay difficult round daw ang midterm

5. si Chris naghinanginun naman- kulang sa humility

6.gincheck namun kung sin-o ang slave namon... la lang....

7. sang gapun si Buringot naman ang topic sa tsismis...

8. upod kami ni Germane gina sa Cafeteria kag magtsismisanay eh...

9.si RJ gin kigan ni Chris- kian lang daw maghibi ang isa...

10.tani la lang ko 70's na grade....

11.nabasa ko na ang resume gin email ni nang joan... himuon ko na resume ko....

12.puli na ko, mahal na bill ko sa internet... la pa ko kailis...

THE BEST TATTLETALE

minsan sa buhay may mga bagay na dapat mung itago, mga sekretong iniingatan
at mga bahong pinipigilang huwag mangamoy.
yun bang mga bagay na takot kang malaman ng iba.
mga pagkakamaling pilit kinakalimutan at inaasahang huwag na sanang mahukay pa nang iba sa
sarili nitong libingan.
masakit ang masaktan.
obvious bah?
napakaredundant ko na nga?!

pero sa senting usapan,
ang tanong, pano isang araw nalaman na ng lahat, ano ang gagawin mo?

ipapasaDiyos ko nalang ang lahat...
wala nga talagang sekreto ang hindi naibubunyag.
mababa man ang paningin sa akin ng iba,'la na akong magagawa.
buhay ko to, at di ako perpekto.
nagsisi man ako sa mga kasalanan ko, desisyon ko ring maging bobo...
sayang nga lang dahi may pinagsisihan.
pero tapus na yon, headline na kung headline sa gossip sessions nila.
isipin ko nalang na "karma" ko nalang yun sa mga panghahayupak ko sa buhay ng iba...
give and take lang ang buhay...
its time for me to shine!

hello, pinoy kaya tayo?!
mahilig sa tsismis, masarap magtsismis at hobby ang tsismis..
natural lang ang pag-usapan at mapag-usapan,
ito ang natatanging enerhiyang nagpapalakas sa atin nang isan-daang porsyento.

ang buhay parang crayons,hindi sa lahat ng oras matitingkad,
may darker hues din na dapat gamitin na pangulay.

this is one of the darkest shade sa artwork na buhay ko.
pero I can handle it better than anybody else...
I won't live by their judgements, I have my personal verdicts.

I blundered once,
it made me smarter, stronger and thick-skinned...
I know they are glad because they had found out that the descreet guy
has a wicked side, worst than anyone else...
I don't care my fellow gossipmonger...

magsaya kayo, akin parin ang huling halakhak...
hahaha!!! (evil laugh)

the prelim

THE VACANT CHAIR

10:50am- i went upstairs for my next examination. After a few minutes of review and chit-chats with Sheranie with the football field as our site, I was trembling, my heart is so heavy and I can't easily breathe the normal air. Something's playing on my mind and it became so restless with thoughts so bothering. A lot of "what-if's" and "why's" keep on buzzing on my brain. This is not the typical exam in a boring subject with classmates I hardly knew.

I approached the door, I looked at the entire room. From a site of an empty armchair, i felt empty too. Now it was clear. The vacant armchair which was vacant for two consecutive meetings will remain vacant for the rest of the semester. I lost my inspiration. This classroom will forever be a boring one. I felt bad. My fingers are trembling as I write the possible answers for the exam in my own armchair. Not because I'm scared of getting caught but its due to the vacant seat a chair away fro my left. I was sad then. The teacher entered. The admission slips was passed. The questionnaires was passed. The examination started. The first six items of my answer sheet was still blank, like the vacant chair that I was fond of staring every class sessions before. I was losing hope then. But suddenly someone entered the room. It was the owner of the vacant chair! The owner was late. Yahoo! The owner did not drop the boring subject. Thank God, I won't be bored again listening about the social doctrines of the church and all those Latin stuffs I can't hardly memorize.

I finished the examination in an above average speed with the aid of the informative arm of my chair and the site of my classmate for the rest of the semester...

teacher terror- haiskul series

teacher terror- haiskul series

marAhil noong haiskul kayu, katulad rin tayo ng mga hilig gawin, paglaruan at pag usapan...
yung mga bagay na talagang may malaking kinalaman sa haiskul life naten...
yung topics na subject tlagang pag usapan nating malaki ang concern sa
haiskul careers natin noon..
mga diskusyon tungkol sa mga maiimpluwensiyang element sa ating pag-aaral...
specifically, ang mga masasamang elemento noong haiskul...
hindi yung mga B.I. nateng mga kaklase na walang gustong gawin lang sa buhay ay magbilyar,
magcounter srike at ginagawa tayong hosts ng mga parasites na ito
tuwing exams. hindi ko rin tinutukoy ang iba pang specie ng mga kutong lupa sa paaralan,
yung mga "kilala mu ba aku?" tipo ng personalidad, mga cheerleaders,
mga dancers na naggraduate lang ng
haiskul dahil sa pagshake dur bon bon sa tuwing may programs,
mga filing sikat, filing gwapo pero mukhang adik,
filing sosyal e mukha namang pokpok, filing astig na mga payatut,
at lahat na kafilingan noh!
pero hindi sila ang tinutukoy ko...
ang layu ko na ha..
sige na nga, sila talaga yung hilig natin pagkwntuhan during break.
sila ang hilig natin paglaruan kung makikita natin..
sila ang number 1 at indemand sa dami ng codenames...
gets nyo nah?
sila ang terror teachers natin na wala namangmagawa sa buhay kung hindi
pasakitan tayo..
at eto ang ilan sa listahan ko:

a. codenames: Donya Victorina, Its Raining Man, "ang bata ko nga si ano..."...
characteristics: matapobre,taas noo,umuulan pag nagsasalita,huwarang ina-
grabe kung ibida ang mga anak
abilities: siraan ang mga butihing estudyanteng gaya ko
isa sa mga activity namin sa TLE, at isa sa mga gawain namin e manahe..
xmpre, dat alam mu kng paano magsukat at para lalong maintindihan,
dinemonstrate nya sa klase at ako pa ang ginawang model..
nang sinusukat nya na ang balikat ko, sinabi niya bigla sa harap ng klase na:
"to, gamit ka bala tawas o deodorant.'
imagine?! pina amuy ko pa kaya sa kaklase kong si Heins..
sinabihan ko naman siya na "maam, la ko ya ah, basi imu na ya napanimahuan mu!"
most embarassing ko yun nung 1st yr..
isa pa, sa tuwing magdidiscuss siya ay di naman namin magetz kung paano niya maipapasik
sa topic ang kanyang mga butihing anak.. kilala na namin ang buong
pagkatao ng mg anak niya kahit hndi pa namin sila nakikita..

b.codenames: tiger lily, lilibeth, lord voldemort, Nitrofert Thrower
characteristics: mataray, grabe kung makatingin, confident sa pag ingles, mali mali naman
abilities: magyabang sa dami nang nagawa niyang pieces sa declamation, scripts sa plays,
oratorical pieces atbp., bilib na bilib ka naman sa kagalingan niya!
pero later mo nalang pala malalaman na gawa yun ng mga previous students niya...
bidang-bida sa galing sa pag ingles, pero nang nagkamuwang ka sa turo ng ibang mentors,
doon mu lang masasabing, "ang kapal ng mukhang magbidabidahan,
malimali naman ang grammar!
isang beses, she asked for a song number sa dating loveteam, as in ex-loveteam ng klase
namin... maabilidad, kaya dedma ang dalawa...
napikon si tigerlily....
wahaha!! tinapon ang malaking bote ng vitamins na mukhang fertilizer sa palay ang
container... ewan kung aprobado ng BFAD... mukhang cheap e...
syempre parang sine... NABASAG! sabay sigaw: "GO OUT!"
siyempre maabilidad rin kami pareho... labas kami kaagad..
sino ba ang ayaw ng walang pasok?
at sino bang ayaw sumigaw ng: "e,sino ngayon ang talo?!"

c. codenames: Kamsi,Matrona, Shades ni Mickey Mouse, Masamang Damo, Lola, ultimate D.O.W. ni Von
Characteristics: blurred ang mata, hanep magflirt sa boys... eeww... ang tanda-tanda naman
studentz enemy number 1...
abilities: magturo ng math at magpapaproject ng paper mosaic... rason: may polygons daw ang
ginupitgupit na nga papel... wahaha!
nagpagawa ng NDEP Corner- lang bayad, lang thank you!
nabangga ng jeep isang umaga... akala namin patay na...
kinahapunan- ayun, nagdiscuss pa ng algebraic expressions..
balibhasa masamang damu...
sira na ang mata... pati shades niya pangSIRA! akalain mu ba naman si Mickey Mouse ang desing?
class,dont throw your peanuts!

d. codenames: Sir Low Batt, low batt, low batton
Characteristics: low batt, low batt, parati nalang low batt
Abilities: hinihikayat ang mga studyante na matulog sa mga boring na klase...
hanep and pronunciation: sed for seed bah dong?!
hanep sa special effects... parating low batt...

e. codenames: dambuhala, balyena, dinsaur, laglag postiso
Characteristics:self-acclaimed kagandahan- mukha namang bading
abilities: ipinagpupunyagi ang kanyang kagandahang tanging siya lamang ang nakaka-alam...
reyna ng sermon, oras ang bibilangin hanggang matapos niya ang speech
na walang tema kung hindi ang kanyang hanep na kagandahan.
bawal ang kahit anong accessoring nauuso...
bawal ang beads, kulay sa buhok, colored socks, kakaibang earings at kahit
anu pang nagpapaganda. siya lang daw ang may karapatang magpaganda...


sige na, awat nah!!! past is past!!!

college na akow, anu bah?!

list of things that made me happy:

list of things that made me happy:




my new friends.
my true friends.
the developing friendships.
my new classmate.
my new crush.
my ultimate crushes.
my stalks...
my former classmates...
my former classmates that told me "na gwapo ako".
my gossip friends.
my embarassing moments that never embarassed me at all.
my current life...
my learnings from my past.
my ambitions...
my true friends again....
my music....
my favorite television programs...
my current life again...
my imaginations....
my talents....
my life again and again...
gifts, allowances and peso sign in general...
and lastly, my life!!!!

...la lang

my college life now is okey naman... la man gid serious probz... good thing i found good companies to be with... new sets of classmates, new setting, new faces to watch and new yums to stalk... wahaha... quite an interesting life.... i rest my pen...


wahaha...

i love my college life!!!

THE SOLITAIRE MYSTERY

THE SOLITAIRE MYSTERY


Jostein Gaarder



lines to think about:



'when you feel guilty, you tend to be a little more generous'



'my advice to those who are going to find themselves is:stay exactly where you are. Otherwise you are in great danger of losingyourself forever'

'the more beautiful a woman is, the more difficulty she has finding herself'



'I've thought a great deal about this. Dad came into the world because of afall of Man, but can't everyone trace the roots back to Adam and Eve? I knowthe comparison stumbles a little. One case revolves around apples and the otheraround cowberries. But the inner tube that brought Grandma and Grandpa togetherdoes look a little like the snake that tempted Adam and Eve'



'even though the the universe is huge, it doesn't necessarily mean that this planet is a pea'



'the best medicine for sorrow is anger'



'I agree that it is a bit of a mystery. There are five billion people livingon this planet. But you fall in love with one particular person, and you won'tswap her for any other'



'this (cockroach) is too fat for us to kill it, Hans Thomas.It's so big it has to be called an individual, and you never beat individuals to death, even if you do feel a little uncomfortable in their presence'



'life is one huge lottery where only the winning tickets are visible'



'when people are interested in the "supernatural", they suffer from remarkableblindness'



'I thinkthe whole universe is intended. You'll see there is some kind ofpurpose or other behind all the myriads of stars and galaxies'



'our lives are part5 of a unique adventure...most of us think the world is 'normal'and are constantly hunting for something abnormal- like angels or Martians. But that is just because we don't realise the world is a mystery. As for myself, I felt completely different. I saw the world as an amazing dream. I was hunting for some kind of explanation of how everything fitted together'



'if our brain was simple enough for us to understand it, we would be so stupidwe wouldn't be able to understand it after all'



'nothing of waht we create in our minds is aware of itself'



'there are always new days ahead'



'God is sitting in heaven laughing at us because we don't believe in Him. Even though he didn't leave his calling card behind, He did leave the world.I think that's fair enough'



'A Russian cosmonaut and a Russian brain surgeon were once discussing Christianity.The brain surgeon was Christian, but the cosmonaut was't. "I have been in outerspace many times," bragged the cosmonaut,"but I have never seen any angels."The brain surgeon stared in amazement, but then he said, "And I have operatedon many intelligent brains, but I never seen a single thought."'



'when you ralise there is something you don't understand, then you're generallyon the right path to understanding all kinds of things.'



'But they are still fantasy- and fantasy has the wonderful ability to keep what was once created, young and full of life for ever.'



'a young child sits building sandcastles in a sandbox. it constantly build something new, something which it treasures for only amoment before it knocks it all down again.in the same way, Time has been given a planet to play with.this is where the history of the world is written,this is where the events are engraved- and smoothed over again.this is where life bubbles like in a witch's cauldron.one day we'll be modelled here, too- from the same brittle material as our ancestors.the wind of Time blows through us, carries us and is us- then drops us again.we are conjured up and tricked away.ther is always something lying and brewing in anticipation of taking our place.because we are not standing on sand- we are sand.you cannot hide from Time. you can hide from kings and emperors, and possibly from God,but you can't hide from Time.Time follows our every move, because everything around us is immersed in this transient element.Time doesn't pass. and Time doesn't tick. we are the one who pass, and our watches tick.Time eats its way through history as silently and relentlessly as the sun risesin the east and sets in the west. it topples great civilisations, gnaws at ancient monuments, and wolfs down generation after generation.That's why we speak of the "ravages of time." Time chews and chomps-and we are the ones between its jaws.'



'For fleeting moment, we are part of a furious swarm. we run around the earth as though it was most obvious thing of all. you saw how the ants crawled and crept up at the Acropolis! But everything will disappear.it will disappear and be replaced with new multitudes, because people are alwaysstanding in line. Shapes and masks come and go, and new ideas are always popping up. themes are never repeated, and a composition never shows up twice...There is nothing as complicated and precious as a person, my boy- but we aretreated like trash'



'we skip around on earth like characters in a fairy tale. we nod and smile at each other as if to say, "Hi there, we're living at the same time! we're in the same reality- or the same fairy tale..." Isn't it incredible?We live on a planet in the universe, but soon we'll be swept out of orbit again.Abracadabra- and were gone.'



'If we had lived another century, we would have shared our lives with different people. today, we can easily nod and smile and say hello to thousands of our contemporaries:"Hi there! How strange we should be living at exactle the same time." Or perhaps Ibump into someone and open the door and shout:"Hi soul!"'



'we're alive, you know, but we live this only once. we open our arms and declare that we exist, but when we are swept aside and thrust into the debths of history. Because we are disposable. we are part of aneternal masquerade where the masks come and go. but we deserve more.you and i deserve to have our names engraved into something eternal, something that won't be washed away in the great sandbox.'



'thoughts don't flow. you see, I have sung only the first verse. the philosophers in Athens believed that there was also something which didn't run.Plato called this the "world of ideas". the sandcastle isn't always the important thing.what is most important is the image of a sandcastle which the child had pictured before it started to build. Why do you think the child knocks the sandcastle down as soon as it is finished?' 'Have you ever wanted to draw or make something but you just haven'tbeen able to get it right? you try over and over again, without giving up.it is because the image you have in your head is always more complete than the representations you try to form with your hands. It is the same as everything we see around us. we think everything could be better, and do you know whywe do that? it's because all the images inside our heads have come from the world of ideas.That's where we really belong, you know- not down here in the sandbox, where timesnaps at everything we love.'



'so there is another world, then?'"it was our soul before it lodged itself in a body, and it will return there when the bodyand it will return there when the body succumbs to the reveges of time."'is that true?''well, that's what Plato thought. our bodies have the same faith as the sandcastles in thesandbox, nothing can be done about it. that's because it doesn't belong here.we need to look up from everything flowing around us and see what it is all a representation of.'



'i had never taken the time to experience these wild animals because I had seen them sooften. It was the asme with everything- with the whole world, i thought to myself.as long as we are children, we have the ability to experience things around us-but then we grow used to the world. to grow up is to get drunk on sensual experience.'



'Time is turning me into an adult. Time is also making the ancient temples crumble and evenolder islands sink into the sea. was there really a sticky-bun bookin the biggest of the four buns in the bag?no question crosses my mind more often. As Socrates said, the only thing that I know is thatI know nothing. But I am positive there is still a joker roaming around the world. He will make sure that the world never rests. Whenever possible- and wherever possible- alittle fool will jump out wearing a donkey ears and jingling bells. he will look deepinto our eyes and ask, Who are you? Where do we come from?"



THANKS TO MY COUSIN TWINKLE, I WAS ABLE TO EXPERIENCE THIS WONDERFUL MOMENT...

para maerase na ang mga txtmessages na toh sa pipitsugin kung cellphone...





sa lahat ng kaibigan kong nagmahal sa akin,
salamat!

sa mga lumoko sa akin, may araw din kayo!

sa mga nagpakilig sa akin, this year ulit ha!

sa mga nanira sa akin, sige lang, para sikat...

sa mga nangutang na nalimutan na kong bayaran,
may interet na yan!

sa mga nagpaiyak sa akin, iiyak din kayo!

sa mga taong nagshare ng experience sa life at
advices, ganun parin ha?

sa taong pinakamamahal ko,
mahal na mahal kita...

at sa bumabasa nito,

psst... ingat ka palagi huh?!
walang limutan!

-Grechelle,ssc
03-04-07 12:01am

i want to love like the rain...
it pours so hard but it takes so slow to fade
and when its gone, it leaves something behind...
it cries a tearful pain, but it washes away hurts...
it seldom comes but its just up there...
i'll be like the rain...
holding on, until my clouds decides to let me go...

-ian,medtech
15-05-07 12:14am

its tough to make a stand in this world
where everyone expects you to be cool and in.
but being who you are will not make you uncool...
rather its a chance to make yourself stand out...

-edlene,ssc
07-06-07

God has a reason for allowing things to happen,
we may never understand His wisdom
but we simply have to trust His will...

-felix,medtech
17-06-07 9:28pm

i admire those people who can stay calm
despite too much pain
but i love those that cry for a while
but after the tears have fallen
you'll see a real fighter the moment they start again
to smile...

-dan,ssc
19-06-07 8:32pm

we all have to lose sometimes before we can win.
we have to cry sometimes before we can smile.
we have to hurt before we can be strong...
but if you keep on working and believing,
you'll have victory in the end.

-ariane,medtech
23.06.07 11:27pm

implications of a terrible disease called pride...
-you always dont want to be the one to do the step
to be with someone.
-you always try to hide your feelings...
-you dont want others to know that you are hurt...
-your afraid of telling someone is special...
-you're afraid of losing someone but afraid to show it...
your afraid to love someone whom you think can't love you back.
-you're so aware of what others think that you can't do what you want...
-you're not happy...
-in the end, you lose everything without even trying to have it...

-tessa,medtech
24.06.07 4:34pm

here's a sweet truth:



someday,



someone will walk into your life and



make you realize




why



it never worked out
with anyone else...

-humbeline.medtech
27.06.07 11:01am

expressing that you remember someone,



can just be this simple...

-sheryl,commerce
27.06.07 09:14pm

a brilliant mind is useless without a fighting heart.
in life's challenges,
you make an impression with what you say
but you make a name with what you do.

-27.06.07 10:03pm

ID RATHER have a friend who:

1. slaps me infront of many people then being
stabbed at my back.
2. curses me infront of my face than being talked behind me
3. talks shit and says my faults,
than being insulted without me even noticing it.
4. leaves me but knows when to come back
than being with someone who's mind isn't with me at all.


i want a real friend,

the one who can hurt me
but will heal the pain.


not some fake ones,

who pretends to be there listening but doesn't act at all...

-germane,medtech

we can never be happy with someone that was wrong...
but if somewhere along the way waht was wrong has made us happy...
then it must have been right all along...

-bretzy,ssc
28.06.07 01:29pm

sometimes we put too much passion on
the biggest dreams and priorities in life
that we fail to love the smallest pleasures from simple things.
we search so much for the right choices,
for the right paths to walk through,
for the right time
and for the right reasons.
but life isn't about searching for the things that can be found.
its about letting the unexpected happen
and finding the things you never searched for...

-catherine,medtech
28.06.07 09:22pm

the value of waiting


is a value of a lifetime


if we know how to wait,


life shall be easy because

God knows what to give us in the right time!

-humbeline,medtech
29.06.07 09:16am

when lola died

my dream about death

i woke up in the middle of the night,my heart was beating so fast.
my eyes were still closed.i wanted to open it up but the chill in the
tip of my toes tell me not to. i feel someone is in the end side of my bed,
i can feel the lowering of the bed near my left leg. a weight is really in there.
someone is really sitting in my bed.i was half hesitated to open my eyes, or just an eye.
but then, i opened my eyes. i saw an old lady in white.
she is sitting sideways, as if waiting for me to raise myself up. then i was goosebumped.
my body felt so cold. my body is shaking. then my facial muscles started to contract,
forcing my mouth to open. i can't close my mouth as if it was stiffed. i close my eyes.
still i can sense that she is still here. she is really here.
i manage to close my mouth. still my eyes are deeply closed.


i dreamed of a coffin. a coffin in a funeral procession.
but i can see the body. an old mans body. while the procession is on going,
i look at the coffin. as if the one inside is moving. it truly moves...
suddenly the mouth opened, as if grasping for air. the eyes opened.
the body went out of the coffin. he stood and look directly on me in view.
he uttered something. something which i couldn't remember. it was somewhat an intuition.

i woke up. now, i truly woke up. it scared me, was that an omen? a sign? a bad sign?
will i die? then, i was in my well-being. i remembered.
a couple of nights ago, my grandmother died. was it her on my bed? what for?
was it really a warning? a self premonition?

what about highlights?

what about highlights?


i don't know.i often start my sentences with this if I'll be asked about highlights.
i don't know. it is just so weird that "it" became a huge deal to me.
i don't know, i just can't understand myself when i talk about it.
it's funny that it became an important part of my life.
i always look for it.
i am longing for it.
but i know my boundaries, i recognize the end line.
i am just a starer, no more, no less.
being with it is a luxury,
i only stare from afar.
but when that happens, my day is already complete.
when it smiles, it stays for a week.
but when it stares back, butterflies in my stomach remained until it is forgotten.
i don't think this is love...
its just a big admiration.
but if love is possible, i'll give mine wholeheartedly.
it is but a dream that never can be a reality.
to talk to it is my ambition.
to know it better, to say my hi's and hello's to it, to be even just a friend-
my inner desire.

there are times that i fell a tear for it.
the reason, why can't it all be real?
why was this world build of protocols to be accepted?
why do i have to care to what would others be saying?
why couldn't I be a part of its life?

they are all my childish insecurities, nothing else...

highlights will be nothing but a picture of inspiration.
a cloud of fantasy
and a tearful reality.

if 'it' just know...

a start of somt'n new?

a start of somt'n new?


the week of nrollment was another changing moment for me... due to some "i dont know what happened" event, a closeness was finally made to someone who feel so ilang to me... im so happy with that and i'll save the new friendship id encountered...
at some point, a new irritating discovery was made.... the low-class i know is sooo suya with my tee which i brought from surplus.... so what if it is from a cheapstore?! insecurities of this no-fashion statement filthy idiot!
but what makes all this week wonderful is seeing highlights! the ever cutie i know... and guees what, highlights stared at me whenever we meet... this is an awesome event... so deliciously fun! if i just have the guts to approach this being... haaaayy....
dream lofty dream... aim high martin....
but in the end...wake up!
just keep on staring! enjoy the view...
kung bal an ya lang...

wahaha...


i"ll rest my pen...

SSC'S CRAZIEST STUNTS
the sleepover of the cults in master bretzy's palace

SSC's Craziest Stunts

my friends sa oton scholars

SanAg here I Come!!!

June 13- d start of anodur strenus semester... hay, school na naman...
But in a way, it excites me alot....
i miss those times we make fun to people we dont know...
i miss those pop quizzes we try to pass with our powerful x-ray vision and super powerful micro-mini kodigos...
but will this semester be different from the previous?
Maybe alot... i'll ba having lots of time to rest and search for bakeshoppe and highlightz...
yes!!
actually, i saw them during enrollment...
newlook:
Bakeshoppe: mukhang ringbearer in white inter uniform
Highlights: colored ulit ang hair...and always good looking...
such a wonderful experiences that i had faced last semester making fun of this two...
what a heck... i miss collegelyf!
I miss my bestbudz tym with jezzel and the rest of the kalog kuging buang bonjing friendz...
I miss making codenames to the monstrous profs...
i miss the art masterpieces in my notebook: the half goldfish physics prof and the botany monster i had created last semesters...

hay, im excited...
i miss sanAg nah...

to all those who i thought are my true friends but truth is they are not, this is all for you:
do you think I'm still that 'friend' you used to know?!well, im sorry but you are wrong!i'm not that stupid anymore to forget about all of those rude moments i had with you!do you think i'm really that stupid?!fuck you all!!!!i will not allow you to do it again!why on hell did i convinced myself that your friendship is sincere?!bunch of bitches!you're one of my garbage now, ready to be disposed...hate you all!!!i will not allow you to hurt me again.i've changed...i'm not the friend you used to trash...
you don't deserve me...i'm too good to be with you...friend?forget about it!
all this time, i thought you're true!filthy bitch!
i'm you're friend who had experienced the best...
best betrayal!
the friend you used to disregard...the unprioritize!!!
i'll be too stupid if i join you're 'best' company again...you hurt me alot...you are damned good in that,you and the rest of our "friends"
don't count on me in times you need a friend...don't count on me in times you think i'm your LAST resort.when they are not around and you need a crying shoulder, expect me....expect me to laugh the hardest!
i've already woke up in reality.i don't need you more than you need me, bitch!
i will not pay any revenge,it will make me one of you...
you put a blind eye on me, its my turn to disregard you!!!
im stonger now...but i won't fight back...i'll forget about all those stuffincluding you...all at one go!!!you selfish bitch...
i hate you!!!and i hate you badly...but guess what, you can hardly feel it!!!you don't even notice it...well, because you belong to the bunch of insensitive bitches,it's instinctive...
you made me aware of how unimportant i am..you made me feel so rejected....
and the best part is that, you make fun out of it!do you think it's funny?truly an inconciderate creature...
and if you feel guilty,you must be regretful this time...you deserve it!
but maybe after a couple of seconds of graspingthis "for you're self-blame" write-up,you will learn to hate me too....well, i already expect that!knowing you guys....
who do i think i am, right?!
im not that important, right?!
you can live your life without me, right?!

sorry for disturbing your conscience......but you worth it bitch!
good luck!

la lang....

just enjoying every minute of my life....



i love to sleep...


and sleep....


and sleep....

my best february

i dont know pero i think this is the best hearts month ive ever had... even though um still single but enjoying and celebrating this month with kindda good flings and giggles... its about my highlightz... si highlights ko, i guess kilala ya na ko... haha!!! the fact nga best tripz namun ay siya.... i guess, bal an ya na... the stares kung magkitaay kami... ang smile maybe?! pro i know naman nga asta dira lng na siya... i know kng panu maglugar sa self ko, I know my limitations and i recognize reality... so what?! im happy for those stares.... and it always completes my day!

so what kung bal an ya?! it was never a drawback for me... haha... nag enjoy pagd ko gani....

it was the 15th of the month, the day after the hearts day na maconsider ko special sa akon...

si bakeshoppe, upod namun nagsaot... haha...

kag si highlytz, nag daog sa saot....

subong, bag o lang ko tapos lagaw with the first years...

nagcelebrate c pam sng burtday ya...

kindda late pro ok lng a...

haha...

scrapbook: filipino101 2005

NOONG FIRST YEAR COLLEGE AKO, PINAPASA KAMI NG FILIPINO
TEACHER NAMIN NG SCRAPBOOK...
AT ETO NA NGA ANG NA COME-UP KONG MGA ARTICLES...
MARAMI NGA LANG ANG NGABAGO...
NAKIKITA KONG MARAMI AKONG INIBA SA BUHAY KO...

NYAKZ....


Sino ba si AKO?

Pangalan: John Martin Damasco
Palayaw: Martz
Tirahan: Kalye ng Rizal,Pob. West, Oton, Iloilo
Edad: 16 taong gulang
Kaarawan: ika-19 ng Setyembre, 1988
Zodiac sign: Virgo
Lugar ng Kapanganakan: Sa bahay lang!
Taas: 5'5
Timbang: 50 kilos
Kulay ng Buhok: Itim
Kulay ng Mata: Itim
Shoe Size: 10'
Pants Size: 28'
T-shirt Size: Medium
Pisikal na Diskripsyun: Payat, katamtaman ang taas,
maraming tagyawat, magalaw at napaka-ingay!


Sino ba si Ako?
(ang PERSONAL version)

Hilig: Manood ng T.V., magbasa ng Libro,
magbisekleta, makipagkwentuhan,
mamasyal at tumawa!

Paboritong...
Kulay: Asul, Itim at Puti
Libro: 7 Japanese Tales, The Little Prince
Pagkain: Lahat ng hinahanda tuwing Fiesta
Inumin: Iced Tea at Tubig
Kanta: One Friend at Liwanag sa Dilim
Singer: Rivermaya at Pink
Pelikula: Blairwitch Project, The Matrix
at Ang Tanging Ina
Alagang Hayop:Aso, isda at ibon pero sa
ngayon wala muna kasi madaling mamatay.
Isports: Badminton, piko at tumbang
preso
Sasakyan: Bisekleta ko ulit!
Motto: Life is what you make it!

Kwentong Buhay

Lumaki ako sa isang malaking pamilya.
Tatlo lang kaming magkakapatid at sa panahong
tinutukoy ko ay nag-iisa palang ako.
Malaki dahil sa isang bubong apt na pamilya ang nakatira.
Sila yung mga pamilya ng mga kapatid ng tatay ko.
Doon ko napatunayan na hindi totoo na magulo at
maingay ang isang malaking pamilya, kung hindi,
sobrang gulo at napaka-ingay! Pero bawi naman ito ng saya
ng magpipinsang naninirahan lang sa iisang bahay.
Lumipat nalang kami ng bahay kasama ang nanay ng nanay
ko noong ipinanganak na ang sumunod kong kapatid at
nang tumuntong na ako sa paaralan. Ngayon, kolehiyo na ako,
Grade six naman ang sumunod sa akin
at Kinder naman ang bunso sa amin.


AB NKKBS N PL Ako!

Nagsimula akong mag-aral sa edad na anim. Kinder 2 na kaagad ako
sa unang pagpasok ko palang sa paaralan. Hatid sundo pa ako ni nanay
noon dahil natatakot siyang baka muntikan na naman ako mabundol ng
mag sasakyan!
Kung itatanong nyo kung anu-ano ang mga natutunan
ko noong kinder ako, marami akong maisasagot sa inyo.
Maliban sa mga nursery rhymes at children songs,
mga kabutihang asal tulad ng tamang pagtapon ng basura dahil
bawat piraso nito'y nagkakahalaga ng piso kung nasa ilalim ng desk mo
at ang pagiging tahimik dahil ang mga batang maiingay ay binibitin
gamit ang tenga at hinuhubaran ng shorts sa harap ng klase.
Hindi ko talaga malilimutan ang mga panahong iyon. At doon ako
unang nagkaroon ng isang mabuting kaibigan.


Bakit Mababang Paaralan,
Mataas Naman Ha?

Nagtapos ako ng elementarya sa Mababang Paaralan ng Oton.
Dito ko naranasan ang buhay ng batang malay!
O sa tingin ko lang kayang malaya ako?
Lahat na siguro ng kawalangya-an nagawa ko na dito.
Ang paliligo sa ulan para walang pasok, ang pagsuot ng pambahay,
paglagay ng maliit na alimango sa aquarium at pag-akyat ng pader
dahil mas mura ang paninda sa labas.
Pero may isang bagay na talagang nakatatak sa pangalan ko.
Hindi mawawala, isa sa apat na grading bawat taon,
ang mga katagang "he is very talkative" sa report card ko.
Dahil nga dito isinubo sa akin ng titser ko noong Grade I ang
isang mapulang sili, reward ko raw sabi niya.
Hay, buhay bata nga naman talaga.
Pero aminin natin, masaya talaga ang buhay bata di ba?!


Di Pangkaraniwang Buhay Haiskul


Hindi tipikal ang buhay haiskul ko.
Kung sa iba ang kwento nila tungkol sa pagiging pakawala
sa akin naman tungkol sa pagkawala.
Suwerteng nakapasok kasi ako sa Special Science Class
ng Oton Nat'l. High School, para itong mini-U.P.
sa loob ng isang public highshool.
Sila yung mga tipo ng tao na palaging binabantayan.
Ewan ko nga, siguro naninibago lang sila dahil pang-apat
palang na batch kami.
Kung sa mga bulag, sila yung mga estudyanteng matatalino,
walang pagod mag-aral at mga pambato ng paaralan.
Alas sais mo sila sa umaga unang makikita, tapos na ang tanghali
kung sila'y mananghalian at gabi na kung sila'y umuwi.
Minsan kahit Sabado hindi nila ito pinapalampas,
diyan parin sila sa paaralan.
Minsan nga tawag sa kanila mga school mountaineers dahil sa laki
at bigat ng bitbit nilang bag na para bang camping trip nila araw-araw.
Hay, kung sana nakakakita lang ang mga nagsasabi nito.
Isa nga pala ako sa kanila pero
isa rin ako sa mga counterpart ng mga deskripsyong ito.
Umiba lang kami sa uniform, may tinatawag kaming pasakit na electives
na subjects at may pinapasang Research Paper sa graduation, ni isa
wala namang nakakaintindi. Sabi nga ng iba kapag pinepresent na raw,
para kaming dumadasal ng orasyon, palibhasa puro scientific names kasi.
Pero worth naman ito lahat dahil aplikado na ito ngayong kolehiyo.

Silang Espesyal...

Marahil, haiskul na ang pinkamahalagang parte ng nakalipas ko.
Kahit na grabe ang pressure doon.
Dahil sa haiskul ko nakilala ang tatlumpo't
isang espesyal na mga tao para sa akin.
Sa loob ng apat na taon, sabay naming nilampasan ang lahat ng pasakit,
mga demanding na mga guro at ang mataas na expectations ng nakararami sa amin.
Sa loob ng apat na taon, sila ang mga karamay ko sa lahat ng mga problema,
katuwang ko sa oras ng kagipitan at kasabay kong sumaya.
Iba't iband landas na ang aming tinahak pero hndi parin kami nagkakalimutan.
Bawat Biyernes nang hapon ay inilalaan namin sa bawat isa.
Hindi ko lang sila mga kaklase o kaibigan, sila'y mga kapatid ko.
Hindi ko sila makakalimutan.

Ngayon

At heto na ang kolehiyo, ang pinakamarumal-dumal na parte ng buhay ko.
Mga pangyayaring hindi ko talaga inaasahan.
Kung bakit?
Balikan natin ang simula...
Summer na noon,
excited kaming lahat mag kolehiyo sa mga napili naming institusyun.
Napasa ko na ang lahat ng credentials.
Kampante ako sa maaga kong pagpasa ng lahat ng mga papeles,
orientation nalang nga ang hinihintay ko.
Ngunit isang araw, sinabihan nalang ako na lumipat ng ibang paaralan
at kukuha ako ng Nursing.
Hindi na ako makasalita, kumuha ako ng exam sa araw na sana orientation na namin.
Naluluha ako habang nakikita ko ang mga papasok na freshman
para sa orientation ng sana'y skul ko
habang ako papunta sa SanAg para sa entrance palang.
Naging headline ako ng tsismis ng mga kaklase ko.
At heto ako ngayon,irregular sa unang pagtapak ko palang sa kolehiyo.
Hay, iba na talaga ang nagagawa ng ABROAD.

Kung Ako'y Graduate Na...

Pagkatapos ng pagkatapos ko ng kolehiyo at kapag pasado ko na ang
mga board exams na dapat kung kunin, hahanap kaagad ako ng trabaho.
Sisikapin kong magkaroon ng magandang kinabukasan.
Iipon ako ng pera para sa pagpapa-aral sa kapatid
kong magkokolehiyo narin sa panahong iyon.
Iipon rin ako para sa aking sarili.
At kapag sapat na ang ipon ko, mag-aaral ulit ako.
Sa ganung panahon, kukuha ako ng Business Management,
ang kursong pinili ko sana kaso naudlot
at nasapawan ng "pangarap kong abroad" ng aking mga magulang.
At ang huli kong plano ay ang pagpapatayo ko ng bahay para sa aking mga magulang.
Ang mga susunod pa ay iaasa ko nalang sa pagdaan ng panahon.

scrapbook: filipino101 2005

It happens most of the time!!! I may accidentally delete or forget to save good messages on my fone na super pagalpalun...
So I decided to save it nalang here... so that anytime it will happen again, kalmado ako... nasave ko xa naman sa blog ku. bwahaha!!!

So, the following are the messages na medyo na struck ako, natouch or medyo na disturbed aku... dur are also some sms na super funny and others, makes me laugh kay super corny...

Yeps! The following are some quotes na may certain significance sa akun:

(enjoy reading)...

THE LATEST...
ppol tend to look for a perfect frend
but n reality, prfectxn cms only n r mnds..

in ds lyf, we hav to settle w/ huever comes close...

sm1 nt prfct bt real..

tessa,medtechIRREG,10Oct'06,2:23pm


Even if
I ddn't
Make some
Moves
2 make u
feel how
special u r,


werever u r,

olwyz
remember
dat u stil
blong 2 d
puzzle
dt mkes
my
whole life
complete.

(hihi... la lng...)
-jesa, medtechB
10 oct-06 1:01 pm

if 1=5


2=25

3=125

4=625

5=?


thnk b4
scrolling
down

answer is 1

1=5 rmmbr?

moral lesson:
dont complicate
simple problems n lyf!

(for the math teachers out dur hu makes my lyf so complicated)

-nang eleonor-my cuz'n, 10-oct-'06 08:45 am


today...

b4 u thnk of sying
any unkind word,
think of sum1 hu cnt
speak.

b4 u complain bout d
fud u eat, thnk of
sum1 hu has nothng to.

b4 u complain bout
lyf, thnk of sum1 hu
went too early 2 heaven.

& wen u r tired &
complainin bout ur job,
thnk of d unemployed, d
disabled & those hu
wishd dey hd ur job
& wen depressng
thots seem 2 get u
down, put a smile on
ur face & thnk GOD
u'r alive & stil around.

lyf is a gift.. live it
well..

(an early homily from som1 hu s truly blessed)

-carol-medtech2B, 10 oct '06- 08:40 am


a little boy
was asked what forgivness s...

he gave
a beautiful answer...


"it is the fragrance that flowers give when they are crushed..."

(wow! how i wish i can gave d same gud answer wen i was jus little)

-rain-AB2B,USA 10 oct '06 8:09 am


a sense of purpose s d best drving force 2live. wen u hav a rison 2live, u wl never hav a rison 2quit. dnt b tired of doing d wil
of GOD cz nothn is ever wastd...

-janetPharma3, USA 10 oct '06- 6:31 am


mnsan s dami ng problema

gus2 kng umiyak

at tumakbo
s malayong malayo


gs2 kng umalis


sumigaw


mgwla
kso...

as usual,


tinatamad ako...

(bwahaha, nakarelate aku!!)

-AJ, medtech3, oct 9'06, 7:44 pm


Lani Misalucha
ASIA'S NIGHTINGALE

Regine Velasquez
ASIA'S SONGBIRD

Christian Bautista
HEARTHROB OF ASIA

Gloria Macapagal Arroyo
"MOLE OF ASIA"


(HIHIHI!!! KALOG!)

-Cheena, MedTech2A, 09Oct'06, 7:24 pm

lyk 2 sahre dis beautiful allegory w/u.
a pencil maker 2ld d pencils 5 mprtnt lessons.
1st, everythng u do wil always liv a mark.
2nd, u can always correct d mstakes u make.
3rd, wat s mportnt is wat s insyd u
4th, n lyf u will undergo painful sharpenings w/c wil make u a
better pencilu can b
u must allow ur self 2 b held & guided by d hand dat holds.
godbless!

-rafel, BSN, USA, 9oct'o6,4:59am

kmsta
n
akng
kaibgn
kapatid,
kkmpi,
kblikat,
kpuso,
kapamilya,
kberks,
kbbata,
kapanalig,
kkosa,
kbayo,
kalapati,
klabaw,
klabasa,
kmatis,
kmote,
ka,
"kakapoy ah!"

(myad, bal an mu!!, bwahahaha!!)

-grechelle,SSC,8Oct'06, 8:01pm

many yrs from now..
id be so old..
i myt 4get u..
i myt 4get even known u
or myt
4get

dat
once n our lives

wev met..

yah!
i myt..

but i wont..

(grabz, magkamemory gap na ina kita if we r olredi too old noh?!)

-janet,Pharma3,USA, 08Oct'06, 05:16pm

a daughter's letter:
Dear Dad and Mom,
sori subng lng ko
ksulat halin pg start
sng klase..
nhospital ko bcoz of 3rd
degree burn sa car accdnt.. nka migo ku janitor.
lain iya religion, divorcee
with 3 kids.. pkasal na kmi nxt month..
pati ahh.. jokejokejoke!
lagbong lng ko 5 ka subjects sa skul..
mayu nlng na kysa
nadisgrasya kg nka bf ko noh? hehehehe!!

(da best!!)

-grechelle,SSC,08OCT'06,04:42pm

GOD cn read each falling TEAR
HE sees d HEART
dats needing
CHEER
HE
knows d path
dats hard &
DEAR
DONT
ever giv up
for HE
is NEAR.
G
LOVES YOU!
D

(Amen to u!!)

-jezzah,SSC,08OCT'06,01:39pm

FRNDSHIP
S NOT SUMTHNG
WE FORCE
2HAV W/ SUM1,
IT JZ CUMS W/O TELLN US IT EXISTS.
I DNT KNW F ITS HR BTWN US
BT 1 THNG S 4 SURE..





IT MADE ME SEND U DS...

(wow! touch aku bah?!)
-jezzah,SSC,08OCT'06,11:30am

when GOD s nvolvd...



anythng
can happen.

be open.


GOD has a beautiful
way of bringing
good vibrations


out
of
broken
chords..

-rain,AB2B,USA,08OCT'06,10:48am

n a place
wr pipol dnt care
hu u r,
wt u wnt
wt u nid
a tym wen
ul nvr
knw hus
ur frnd
7 hus tru
2 u,
hey!
i may not
gv u d
lyt bt
il kip
u cmpany
n d dark!

-tessa,medtechIRREG,07oct'06, 6:29pm


-if
"GOD"
painted


a
beautiful

rainbow

as a
sign

if his

luv,

we must
also
paint


a beautiful

"love"




2
start
d
day.
"hav a marvelous
Morning..!!!"

-felix,medtech2B,USA,7OCT'06,7:01AM


the most humbling statement we can say
is...

"I am nothing
without GOD"


and our most powerful statement is...


"with God, I can Do ANYTHING!"

-TESSA,medtechIRREG,07OCT'96,6:25am


wen u nid someone to be der 4 u 7 no one s around, gaze up to d sky...



xmpre wala aku dun,
but remember:
were just under the same sky...
jezzah 06oct'06,07:29


life isnt lyk a busdat wen u miss it u can say,
"i'll catch d nxt trip"


never waste d oppurtunity
to live it
& hav fun.



coz dis joyride passes just once..

-ellen,bsCHEM,0-6oct'06,06:24am

f ever d day comes dat ul realize im d worst person u met,

jaz remember dat wat i gave u


s d best of wat i hav

& wat i am to u
s d best dat i can be..

-catherine,bsmedtech,IRREG,06OCT'06,12:05am

im just lyk a duck in a pond...

srene, calm & w/out fears..

but u dnt see under d water,


is d stugling &
stressed feet..

"wat u c isnt always
wat it seems"
rain 05oct'06 5:46pm

ur failure is not ur future..


deat s not ur future...u may be knockdown,



7 times...

but rise up!



coz u r born to win...
1JOHN 4:4

-carol,05OCT'06, 2:30pm

...a dying man askd his girl,

"can u tell me wer heaven s?"

d gurl lukd at hm & answrd w/ teary eyes,


"its anywern d world,






wer u r...."

-aj,03OCT'06, 08:52pm

a gurl luv hr guy so much. she asked hm out bt d guy sed dat hs too bz... a wik l8er, she askd hm again, bt stil, he refused. it
had been a mnth snce d guy talkd 2 hr...
d grl mssd him so much.
1nyt, wyl walkng,
she saw her guy w/anoder grl.
hr tirs fel&she called hm sayin, "hi baby.. i mis u..
dey sed ur on a trip, hop ur njoying, hav a safe way bak hir, i luv u!"...dts luv, its nt blind, it sees but it nver mind..

rafel,02oct'06,6:00pm

SON: DAD, I TXTD MY WIFE TELLN HER DAT I'LL BE COM'N HOME BUT WAS SHCKD 2 C HER IN BED W/ ANODR MAN!
DAD, BT GANUN?!

DAD: SON, BKA D NYA NARCV...

-carol,01oct'06,04:26pm


wife: dok, usta na bana ko?


dok: sori, ikw na mpaligo kg mapakaon sa iys kay utod na kamot kag tiil nya.

wife: ha? ano?!

dok: nerbyos ka noh?!pti kna ah. joke lng!
patay na siya..

-ting,medtech2A,01Oct'06,12:30am

pg my kasalanan k s nanay mu..
hwag kang matakot, makinig k lng
@ pag sinabi niyang
tamad ka!
inutil!
gala at
pasaway!
ito lng ang sabihin mu sa kanya:



"my point ka!"
-jennifer,medtech2B, 30sept'06,09:06pm

pg ngumingiti isang tao
my dahilan
pwdeng iniisip nya taong mhal nya
o kya nman nluv xa!
kya pg nkkta
ktng
ngumingiti..
1 lng dasal ko...
"diyos ko, tni nd
buang frnd ko!"
-june,SSC,30sept'06,03:23pm

in my existence, I realized dat happiness is a very subjective factor in one's life..
being happy dsnt dpend on achievng wat u want, bt rather makng d best out of wat s given..
life isnt fair, it never was..
d only thng dat can make u completely happy s contentment..
be contented on wat u hav, bt b sure to aim high & never stop blievng u can do better everytime...

but if all else fails, dnt frget dat an ordinary u, has an xtraordnary God to back u up...

sent by Catherine

resend by:
-Lulu,MedTech2B,30sept'06,09:41am

smtyms u jus cnt take thngs bak d way dey used to b
no mater hw u try
rgrdless of
how sori u r..

coz n lyf

der r
no rewinds,

only plays


so play it ryt..
-janet,29sept'06,10:28pm

my frends are
my medicine wen im in pain.


my letter wen i am far.

my smile wen i am sad..

my handkrchf
wen i cry.

and my life wen i die...

thnkz 4 being 1!

-adrienne,elementary friend,29sept06,09:19pm

4 every last bruise they gave
u,

4 all d tyms u sat n tears,

4 d million ways they've hurt u,

js tel dem, u broke my world,
but u made me strong..
-jennifer,29sept'06,08:39pm

if u kip doin wat uv always done,
u'll always get wat u always got.
so wen u want somthn uv never had, uv got to do somethn uv nver done..
-joel,bscivileng'g,rotaract,29sep06,03:51pm

isip n nman kta



nkangti
2matawa

tama cla,
n khit anong
mngyari,


msarap kang
maalala

bsta, salamat,
anjan ka.

nga pla,



mis n kta...
-june,SSC,29sept'06,12:37pm

evry xperiences brngs out sumthn gud.
gud tyms,
bcum gud memories,
bad tyms
bcum
gudlessons.

u nver lose,
u only gain frm lyf..

-mahal.medtech2B,29Sept'06,06:32am

smtyms u nid 2b alone
2find urself,
2thnk & realize somthng,

2become better.

bt f u nid som1
2talk 2,

jaz hang on, coz
God s xcited w8ng 4 ur call..
-carol,28sept'06,07:25pm