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formspring.me

2011-12-16T00:06:00.001+08:00

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :) http://www.formspring.me/ariannemay

formspring.me

2011-12-16T00:05:00.003+08:00

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :) http://www.formspring.me/ariannemay

formspring.me

2011-12-16T00:05:00.001+08:00

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :) http://www.formspring.me/ariannemay

will you spread the vid for moi: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yOmRHchEQIQ hahahaha. papplug lang. kailangan namin sa sts ng half a million hits by april8. at so far... so bad. :(

2011-03-30T09:08:00.001+08:00

will you spread the vid for moi: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yOmRHchEQIQ hahahaha. papplug lang. kailangan namin sa sts ng half a million hits by april8. at so far... so bad. :(

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CHEERS.

2011-02-27T01:31:00.001+08:00

Cheers.

To the people who've hurt us and the others we've jaded equally.

To the people we've lost and the people still here.

To the people we long for and the people we're still searching for.

To the people who stayed and the people whom we just came across with.

To the people who finish our breaths and sentences and the people whose breaths and sentences we want to put to an end.

To the people who trust in fate and the people who trust their own hands.

To the jests blurted out and the angry words spit out.

To the unsaid left unspoken and the spoken just halfmeant.

To the whispered meanings and the yelled out insubstantials.

To the noise in silence and the quiet in storm.

To the notes played with the wind and the syllables written on paper.

To the name across your lips and the kiss that crossed your heart.

To the not-so-mutually-exclusive lies and truth.

To the masked deceit and the transparent kindness.

To the things seen and the things forever sunken.

To the feelings that died and the passion that burned.

To the unveiled light and the transcended darkness.

To the things that actually mattered not and the things supposedly cared for a lot.

To the funniest of loss and the most humane of triumph.

To the smiles in pain and the tears in happiness.

To the sweetest goodbye and the most sorrowful hello.

To the endless dreams and slumber under the spring moon and the intricate patterns and routines under the winter sun.

To the cities under the sea and the floating ones in the sky.

To the letters you can read and the phrases between the lines.

To life, and love, and reasons.

To everything we had that's no longer there.

To you and me.

GOOD NIGHT.

SCATTERBRAIN

2011-02-17T01:26:00.001+08:00

I watched for long minutes as people dragged time and dust along with their feet and shopping bags with them. Steadily, I aimed my vision towards the woman carrying a purchased toy, for some boy, I would bet. As she catches my stare, I looked away, with the awkward feeling of wishing she didn't look my way too.

What could have made her turn her head to where I am? Do we all get the feeling we are being watched? Do we all just get a glimpse of people who we think we could be interested in on our peripheries? Where does that hunch or instinct come from?

One thing that amazes me in this life is the way we find connection with people around us. It's like nature's way of helping us remember that we are humans, and there are those like us around, and we must notice them despite the everyday worldly and unnecessary things we get busy about. In one way or another, no matter how hard it is to open doors or take a peek in windows of people we don't really know, we always find that hole in the wall wherein we find the chance to burrow ourselves in and get through. Sometimes it seems as if there are these thin threads that pull us close to somewhere or- actually- someone, we never know we will need in our lifetime, or will need us in theirs, or for no apparent and unfathomable reason at all.

Sometimes, however, when we soon begin to be tight and bound to them like there's no escape, at the same time, we sort of begin to lose the shared magic of having them around, in our life. It feels as if they'd be around forever, like they will never go away. We all get tired of the same things we share, because we already know how they flicker their eyelids when they are thinking, or how they curl their lips before they speak. We grow tired and begin to search for new things, new people, because we thought that that magic we once got a hold of was already gone. We all begin to forget the fact that it was magic, finding one like them in a sea of a hundred billion people or more. Once it happens, one of you gets left behind with memories, and that feeling of longing, and loss, and the deep desire to reconnect.

But enough of the taking-people-for-granted thing. The cliche tires me out. I just thought you'd be more interested if I began with something you all can relate to, or at least just know about. :)

For honestly, I just want someone to just listen to me with full and undivided attention, without interruption. Straight, eyes locked on me, and ears open. Listen to me.

It is a sad thought sometimes that when i try to say something, well, not necessarily just about myself, i get interrupted, stop talking and then noone seems to notice. Aweful. I know this happens to all of us, but how do i cope up, with all that stuff in my head wanting to just burst out of my mouth? Especially when i know that the words i will speak won't be enough to even halfly convey what they really mean.

Good mor---night. Yet another late night fudge which keeps me awake.

Good mor---night world. As half of your children lie asleep in mats and beds and cement floors, I shall keep watch of the night and check if the coast is clear. Good mor---night world. As half of your children start their day with routines and traditions, I shall pass my plans and be on guard. Good mornihht world. As you spin and turn a new side to the new sun, old hearts break and others are learning to mend or just beat, even just for the heck of it.

keeping it.

2011-01-30T23:48:00.002+08:00

from http://cassthewayfarer.tumblr.com

I just wish this would come soon, to me. :) we all do, right?

to that friend of mine whose current condition i cannot fathom well, I wish you the best. :)

Have you watched this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8rKW-VRFczA&feature=player_embedded#! ? Do you eat celery? Hahaha. Joke. Ang totoong tanong: How long do you think does it take you to “move on”? :)

2011-01-21T22:43:00.003+08:00

Have you watched this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8rKW-VRFczA&feature=player_embedded#! ? Do you eat celery? Hahaha. Joke. Ang totoong tanong: How long do you think does it take you to “move on”? :)

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I got this from a friend’s text message: Why is it that if someone tells you there are billions of stars in the universe, you believe them; but if someone tells you a wall is wet with paint, you’d still touch it to be sure? :D

2011-01-21T22:43:00.001+08:00

I got this from a friend’s text message: Why is it that if someone tells you there are billions of stars in the universe, you believe them; but if someone tells you a wall is wet with paint, you’d still touch it to be sure? :D

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If love shall be made concrete, what tangible thing do you think should it be and why? Maganda sana kung pang-miss universe ang sagot. :))

2011-01-21T22:42:00.001+08:00

If love shall be made concrete, what tangible thing do you think should it be and why? Maganda sana kung pang-miss universe ang sagot. :))

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Kung isa ka sa 7 na dwende ni snow white, sino ka sa kanila? bakit?

2011-01-15T02:09:00.001+08:00

Kung isa ka sa 7 na dwende ni snow white, sino ka sa kanila? bakit?

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magagawa mo bang mangharana ng "dudungaw sa bintana ung babae at ung lalake ay nasa labas ng bakod"? :))

2011-01-15T02:06:00.001+08:00

magagawa mo bang mangharana ng "dudungaw sa bintana ung babae at ung lalake ay nasa labas ng bakod"? :))

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Unfair Tales

2011-01-15T01:23:00.000+08:00

If the world lies asleep with her, it would be as lonely as what she sees in her dreams, where withered trees and gray skies kiss to give birth to shadows. A kiss of death is perhaps what she needs right now to spare herself from the hurtful waiting and the piercing loneliness. Summer makes her skin cold, winter even colder. She counts the stars in her sky. She stops at three and away she’ll be. The air is her sole companion. What she breathes out is what it takes out. Lying, she cuddles her knees in a corner and closes her eyes. As she whispers her prayers, the stingy wind holds her and the darkness listens. In vain she waits for true love’s kiss; in vain she waits to see a ceiling of stars more than three.

If the world lives with these seven and one, it would be as chaotic as how the evil witch chases her, where beasts wander around in trace of her scent. A flying dagger is perhaps what she needs right now, to spare herself, her friends, and her lover. Every second of her life is spent on running, hiding, and pretending. She looks around and the coast is unclear. She surrenders to a friendly old woman and away she’ll be. The ground beneath her feet is her refuge. As long as there’s solid ground, she can escape. Coughing, she sees her whole life in a flash. As she chokes on her last breath, a bit of the poison orb escapes her tongue. Too little, too late her friends come running for her; too late, her prince kisses her and not a sign of life.

If the world ran away with her, it would be as rowdy as what happened to the ball, where whispers cloud the mind until there’s none of the self is left. A bubble of air is perhaps what she needs right now, to spare her from the controversies, the lies and the truth. She wishes the broomsticks can sweep away all the mess. She leaves the glass slipper and away she’ll be. The birds are her greatest comfort. Their songs clear her mind from worries and fears. Running, her dance partner runs after her. As she turns around, he is gone. On her knees she cries and wishes she hadn’t run; on her knees she wishes he’ll come back to save her from more misery.

If they all lived in our world, it would be more painful to them; more painful than waiting in vain for the prince’s kiss.

If they all lived in our world, it would be more suffocating to them; more suffocating than eating a venomous fruit.

If they all lived in our world, it would be more deafening to them; more deafening than hearing the crowd’s weeps.

If God had a formspring, what would you ask Him?

2010-11-07T23:00:00.001+08:00

If God had a formspring, what would you ask Him?

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6. Why does X stand for a kiss and O for a hug? :O :X

2010-10-28T18:17:00.001+08:00

6. Why does X stand for a kiss and O for a hug? :O :X

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5. How do you know when a Smurf suffocates? (HAHAHAHA!)

2010-10-28T18:16:00.003+08:00

5. How do you know when a Smurf suffocates? (HAHAHAHA!)

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4. Are you telling the truth when you lie in bed?

2010-10-28T18:16:00.001+08:00

4. Are you telling the truth when you lie in bed?

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3. What happens when you get scared half-to-death twice? >:))

2010-10-28T18:15:00.001+08:00

3. What happens when you get scared half-to-death twice? >:))

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2. What's the speed of darkness? (you wanna do the math? speed of light is 3e^8 m/s, ayyyt?) :D

2010-10-27T23:12:00.001+08:00

2. What's the speed of darkness? (you wanna do the math? speed of light is 3e^8 m/s, ayyyt?) :D

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nag research ako ng mga weird na tanong. 1. Why is the time when the traffic is slowest called rush-hour?

2010-10-27T23:10:00.001+08:00

nag research ako ng mga weird na tanong. 1. Why is the time when the traffic is slowest called rush-hour?

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How do i make you remember me in case you forgot? :)

2010-10-25T18:25:00.001+08:00

How do i make you remember me in case you forgot? :)

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H-R-T What would you add to these letters? EA or U? EA you get heart, U you get hurt. Now, what would you pick?

2010-10-25T00:27:00.001+08:00

i can't get hurt without getting a heart. i can't get a heart without getting hurt.

they come together, hand in hand. :) i guess i don't have to pick.

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :)

That's good. What are your plans na about school and your course? Any plans on shifting? :P

2010-09-25T18:53:00.003+08:00

i don't know. :)

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :)

Kung binigyan ka ng pagkakataong sumakal ng tao ngayon, sino ang sasakalin mo? Haha

2010-09-25T18:53:00.001+08:00

no namedropping here on this one. hahaha. i have a few people on my mind. hahaha.

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :)

Kung babaguhin mo ang kulay ng mga dahon (as in leaves haha), anong kulay ang ipapalit mo? Bakit?

2010-09-25T18:52:00.001+08:00

they're fine already. pero, may puno nga bang color blue or violet ang dahon? i wanna see one of each though. pede siguro, isang plant ang babaguhin ko into blue, and another to violet. at gusto ko, endemic sa pinas. hodiba? :)

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :)

So how was your birthday, Arianne? :D

2010-09-19T13:32:00.001+08:00

it was... fine. great. good mama szam. :D :)

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :)

may girlfriend ka na ba?

2010-09-19T13:31:00.001+08:00

marami akong girlfriends. >:) pero yung girlfriend as in sub for a romantic boy friend, noooope.

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :)

Manic Monday.

2010-09-06T22:33:00.000+08:00

1. THE BAD BEGINNING

Pinababa ako ng drayber sa jeep na sinasakyan ko papuntang school. Sta. Ana-P. Faura na jeep. Masarap pa naman ang idlip ko kasi alam kong 5-10minutes pa yung oras na natitira bago ako bumababa. Malapit na lang naman daw ang bababaan ko, when in fact hindi masyado. Nung kausap ako ni manong, nung pinapababa niya ako, may sumakay na lalaki. Taga-UP din. Eh ayun, dahil nga pinapababa ako, bumababa na rin siya. Sumakay siya ng ibang jeep. Pinili ko namang maglakad na lang, kahit medyo tirik na ang araw. Nakasimangot ako habang naglalakad and I was saying things to the air. May isa pa atang lalaking nakauniform na studyante na nakapansin na bad trip ako. Hindi ko naman pinili na maglakad na lang dahil sa nangunguripot ako ng sarili ko no. Sayang lang talaga yung Php6.00 na ibabayad ko, eh dun sa 10pesos na binayad ko dun sa bwisit na manong nay un, lugi na ko.

Ay nako. Makarma ka sana manong! Hindi mo pa binalik ang bayad ko, or sana man lang nagbigay ka sa akin ng 6pesos. Ikaw naman ang pumili ng rutang yan ee. Tsaka hindi ka pa ba nasasanay sa traffic na araw-araw mong pinakikisamahan? Naman. Muntik pa kong malate. Pero buti nalang… (basahin ang #4 para malaman.)

2. FICH FIRST SUBJECT.

Speech. FILIPINO. shit. Mali pala. TALUMPATI. FILIPINO. SHIT. Wala pa kong topic up to this time of night. Ang epal lang naman. Wala namang sinabing may ganung ipapasa within this week. Naman. Wag namang pabigla bigla diba? And you wonder bakit kami nagccram. Tapos, yung speech pa na ito ay hindi naman kami masyadong binigyan ng background. Naman. And super random lang nung hinihingi niyang topic. Anything under the sun. Mahirap yun. Isa pa, aabsent absent kang prof ka! Tapos bigla kang magpapaganyan. Sasabay ka pa sa dapat pag-aralan para bukas. Ang subject mo naman talaga, could get as demanding as it wants to be. Minsan, feeling major. Three units ka lang naman!

Ay nako, prof. Tumino ka naman. I mean, okay sana kasi medyo matino kang magturo, kahit na minsan ay nakakaantok. Tigil ang kakaabsent, lalo na pag unannounced. First class pa naman kita tuwing MONDAY at Thursday. Alam mo yung saya pag malalaman mo na ma-eextend pa ang tulog mo?

3. BV BIO!

May biolec quiz pa bukas. di pa ko nagaaral. Isa ka pang bio ka. Ang hirap mong magpaquiz forever! Oo na. Sige na. Ikaw na nga ang DOKTOR! Ikaw na ang may PhD sa pangalan. Parang hindi ka naging studyante dati aa. Pareho kayo ni prof sa #2.

4. WHAT RUINED IT ALL.

Pumasok pa ko ngayon, wala naman yung mga prof. Nagworry pa kong baka malate ako sa first class ko, wala naman si prof sa #2. Wala din ung prof ko sa susunod na class ko. Ung last class naman, tinuring ko nang wala siya. Wala kasi siyang kwentang magturo. Hindi ko maintindihan. What the hell is wrong with the world? Tae talaga. Ung “buti na lang…” sa taas, sa #1, dapat hindi buti na lang yun ee. Kasi, nakaka-badtrip knowing na wala ka naman palang klase, madali ka ng madali.

5. ---

Ayaw kong sabihin tong last reason. Tao talaga ito ee.

Pag mga ganito ang bungad ng Mondays ko, alam ko na na bad week ito.

Pero wag sana. Kasi, may something sa firday. :”> Sana mabawi. :D

Eto yung stat ko sa FB. Try answering! What if one day, you wake up realizing that the people you thought were your friends are gone and the only friend you’ve got left is yourself? Could you imagine that happening to yourself? What would you do?

2010-08-30T23:41:00.001+08:00

i'd make the most out of my only friend. i'd exploit her! joke! hahaha. >:))

i don't know. minsan kasi, i like being alone. alam mo yun. bliss of solitude. you still have your family though. :) yun ang main importance nila diba, when there's noone left, they're there. :) who needs friends who'd leave you?

i don't think that would happen to me... i mean, naniniwala ako na kaya ko sila naging friend in the frirst place ay dahil alam kong hindi nila ako iiwan. :) if ever man this happens, i don't know. this is definitely not one good reason for my wolrd to stop revolving. :D

to tell you honestly, i feel alone sometimes, pero, i don't think that it's my friends' fault-- na parang they aren't there and all. minsan talaga, may kulang lang. sometimes, it's just me, perhaps just melancholic or whatever. or... i don't know. sometimes, it's something else that you need. sometimes, i'ts not them. sometimes... :)

shoot curiosity. just ask me. :)

Letter to a New Friend

2010-08-28T00:11:00.006+08:00

So nice to see your face again, old love

You look alright

Your cheeks are still cherry pink

Your smile is still golden and gleaming

Your eyes are sparkling as the sun touches them

You look alright, you look alright.

My love, you know me-

The type of person who’d never want to admit

Words well thought of, tongue tied quite loose

But at this time the past is through

Let me tell you that the memories with you, good or cruel

Are still with me in a box kept by my heart

Though some are torn and others very well kept.

You wave to me a sweet hello I seem to miss

But this time different

Without the same delight that's as sweet as yesterday's

But I don’t know what to do as I carve my smile

Into my face that has been weary, as well as fine

I freeze in thought and my body, seemingly jerky.

I do not know what to tell you love

Shall I give you a peck on a cheek

Or shall I shake your hand or be meek?

My love I do confess I did miss you

Where you've been and how you’ve been

What you’ve learned and what you’ve seen

I never got the chance to know for in a year, separately we grow.

You never talked to me- doors shut

I missed you love, I missed you

Like dry ground that waited for a drop of rain

But oh, I tell you it was the sweetest pain

I’ve ground every grain and erased all the stains

Let the love go and made another grow.

My love now you know

So in these free verses I say

I may not love you now like before

Or you may not love me now like the hot earth’s core

But I am still thankful for this day came

That the sun shone for me to stare at your face

And say it to you straight

Let’s sit down and talk for I missed you, my friend.

reader, pardon me. it's my first time to use use free verse. :p

i just got inspired by those poems we read in our HumanitiesI subject. :)

Lightyears

2010-07-21T20:36:00.013+08:00

"For Beatrice-

Summer without you feels like winter.

Winter without you is even colder."

-Lemony Snicket, A Series of Unfortunate Events: Hostile Hospital

The setting sun looks warm. The romantic colors of crimson and lavender emerge beautifully, as if my eyes saw them just now, for the first time. The birds seem so happy- there beyond the curtain of hues- forgetting about all the worries and anxieties of life for the moment, indulging in merriment and seizing it like there is nothing else that’s much more valuable than the delight they feel, like there is no other day left.

His eyes seem to share the same feeling. All the lovely things that lay before us appear as a framed picture of something else when I look through his eyes, like the power of every element is amplified, but still in modest details. His gaze is wonderfully laid back with a hidden root of profound tranquility. I fall in love with him more deeply as I try to decipher and delve into his boundless well of thoughts.

That was what I remember in my dream the other night. In my dream, I was the happiest girl in all the dreamworlds dreamt by all humans combined. In the realm of my dreams, the kingdom of my unconscious mind, there was so much warmth embracing me. It was the loveliest feeling. No, not the love we- the man in my dream and I- had, but the tender heat. A heat that, even in the coldest of places, would still continue to flare up and burn; would never be as feeble as a lit matchstick held by a little girl on a cold snowy night and will never waver like the hope of a drowning man from the lighthouse.

But as soon as I wake up, I am perplexed by the contrary feeling I am wearing everyday. I feel cold. My body is not shivering, no, but my heart does. I feel colder than a body deprived of life forever, or perhaps we are in the same coffin of atmosphere.

The weather these days is a bit hazy. At surprising moments, the clouds would suddenly cry, as if they feel the pain I am in. But their sympathetic weeping is not enough to make me feel less cold for the coldness that I feel is not brought about by any severity of climate, not of austere winds nor of hostile storms. This is something else, one of deeper root.

A thousand blankets cannot warm me up. Not even the embrace of my beloved cherry sweater can fill the warmth that I need. Not even the voice of things that make me feel home could lessen the sharp sting of ice being stabbed against the walls of my fragile heart.

But what on this earth do I need to make me feel less cold?

I do not know. I do not know where to look for it. I do not know what to look for. I do not know how to find some abstract insubstantial object which would kindle a fire and give me warmth- the warmth like that in my dream.

Tonight the star lights kiss me to say good night. I do not know if are they are still alive or whether they are now dead matter floating around, feeling as cold as I do. Their stellar beauty indeed is a sight to behold- something that perhaps I should not metaphorically align the feeling of coldness with, but still, they are lightyears away and may feel as cold as I do.

Tonight the moon glows with a humid stare.

Tonight I do wonder whether the man on it feels the way that I do.

For if he does I understand.

Feeling the Christmas spirit

2009-12-13T17:58:00.002+08:00

Oh, hello there. :)

It's been quite a long while since the last update. ewan ko ba, pero, ang hectic ata ng simula ng second sem ko. haha.

Anyway, ilang araw na lang from now, Pasko na. Birthday na ni Bro. haha. ramdam nyo ba ang Christmas Spirit? :)

hmm. Honestly, ako, mejo-mejo lang. Bakit, kamo?

Una: I don't feel the happy glow.
        I don't know. Well, a lot of stuff happened recently. There were typhoons. And, yeah, there goes the massive massacre in Maguindanao.
       I feel the sadness. I mean, syempre. I'm not really cynical, yah know. (Mali yung sinasabi ng test sa facebook. :p) The massacre was just... devastating and cruel... too much atrocity... inhuman. biruin mo yun, nasuikmura nilang gumawa ng isang bagay na as in karumaldumal.
      About the typhoon naman, hmm. Mahirap magsimula ulit. Marami naapektuhan nito. Possessions were destroyed... LIVES were destroyed.

Pangalawa: I think I have a lot of things to do.
     Haay. hindi ko rin gusto yan. I mean, holla! it's Christmas! and DUH, there comes the Christmas break. BREAK, YOU KNOW. As in vacation. no other activities besides Christmas-y ones. Sana naman, hindi SILA nagpapa-assignment ng kung anu-ano, diba. Am I right or am I right? :)

Pangatlo: Thinking about... stuff.
      Hindi ko man masabi kung ano talaga exactly ang iniisip ko, pero, these thoughts keep me awake till the morn. And then I wake up... (*end here.)

Pangapat: A teacher.
    She was my English teacher when I was in third year high school. I liked her a lot. Naaalala ko sya nung kumanta sya ng "I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail", sya rin ang nagdiscuss sa amin ng isang American Epic. From what I distinctly remember, I think she also likes Edgar Allan Poe.
   Nung birthday ko, nanghingi sya sa akin ng blowout at binigyan ko sya ng something from Mcdo. hehe. nagustuhan nya yun. :) Well, lahat naman kami, hiningan nya ata ng blowout kung birthday.
   I miss her. Pero, sa tingin ko, she's in good hands. God's hands. :)

So much about those sad stuff. Marami pa rin namang nakakapagpafeel sa akin ng Pasko. Like those kids in the street singing Christmas carols, friends, family, and a lot of other stuff. At yeah, masaya naman ako.

Didi I mention about gifts? No?

Anyway ang block namin- Block22- ay mayroong exchange gift. exciting kasi, hindi ko pa rin alam hanggang ngayon kung sino nakabunot sa akin. binigyan nya ako ng GREEN pen (oo, allcaps yan, alam nya ata ang favorite color ko.) for our "long and hard theme" and a pencil holder for our "round and flat theme". I like 'em. And, parang ngayon ko lang napagtanto that they go together. haha. Ya think so, too?
Nagpost din kami ng wishlists! :) ahaha. kaso, as of now, wala pang post ung nabunot ko. (magpost ka na, please. :))

Speaking of posting... and wishlists, binuksan ko din ang blog ko para magpost ng wishlist. hehe.

So, if you stumble upon this, at may balak kang regaluhan ako or maging Santa ko, salamat in advance aa. :)

+WHITE/GREY/NBLACK/OFF WHITE KNITTED CAP :)
+BOOK
+GLEE DVD (kahit pirated)
+something from THE BODY SHOP (sweet smelling thing, perhaps :D)
+FROG STUFFTOY (yung cute and huggable. hehe. stufftoy aa. hindi live frog.)
+ALBUM ng THE SCRIPT or ni KATY PERRY

suggestions sa libro:
--paulo coelho book (except brida, the devil and miss prym, by the river piedra i sat down and wept, the zahir)PWEDE RIN YYUNG THE WINNER STANDS ALONE. :D
--lemony snicket (dan handler) book wag yung soue. :) hmm, ung unauthorized autobiography or check this out
--roald dahl book (wag the magic finger, boy at matilda at the 3 witches)
--audrey niffenegger's "her fearful symmetry"
--william paul young's The Shack
--phillip pullman's Dark Materials. trilogy ito. gimme book one first. that's the Golden Compass.
--dan brown book
--or give me something na wala dito pero, alam mong maganda.

Anyway, sa totoo lang, hindi naman ako ganun ka mapili. Ayaw ko lang naman makakuha ng towel nor picture frame. Uhm, ayos lang pala ang picture frame, basta may picture na magugustuhan ko. :)
Ang gusto ko lang naman talaga ay SOMETHING, ANYTHING na maaalala ko na ikaw nagbigay nun at meant for me talaga yung gift. basta, alam mo na yun (mo- as in kung sino ka mang nagbabasa nito). Ma-aapreciate ko talaga kung ikaw talaga ang mag-iisip at masasabi mong "magugustuhan to ni Arianne". haha. Diba?

So much about those stuff, ang mahalaga naman ay ang bukal sa kalooban nating lahat. Sana'y matandaan natin na ang diwa ng Pasko ay wala sa mga malalaking regalong nakakahon or things like that. Si Bro ang bida ngayon. Let's all give love. marami nangangailangan nyan. :)

Ayun.

So long. God bless.

Have a Merry Christmas! :)

QUOTES FROM UP PROFS

2009-10-29T21:38:00.004+08:00

Quotable Quotes from UP Professors!

It started from a note from facebook. It's from VL-i wasn't tagged, though. but i think it'd be fine, i guess. :))

I had so much fun reading it, So i gathered some more from the internet. :) enjoy reading. :D

1. "The aim of policy is to invoke action! Because action speaks louder than words! You do not just say I love you. You say: If you love me, enter me!" - Dr. Alfonso Pacquing

2. "Class, next week na lang yung result sa exam niyo. I am having a hard time checking it. I will seek first the divine guidance on what to do about it. Class, don't worry about your grade. Let me worry about it." - Sir de Jesus (Envi Sci1)

3. (Valentine's day)
"Ano ba yan? Students ba kayo ng U.P.? Bakit ang bababa ng scores niyo? Siguro wala kayong date ngayong valentines kaya nito kayo. Losers!!! When I was your age I had a date. Hindi ba naapektuhan ng UP Fair euphoria yung grades niyo? Parang di kayo masaya..." (Tinapon ang quizzes sa sahig)
"I won't record this. Go find a date." (Nag-walkout) - Sir Doliente (BA)

4. Ma'am: Many people believe that we, psychology graduates can read minds...
(silence)
Ma'am: Actually, we can.
Class: Weh...sample.
Ma'am: Right now, you think that I'm bluffing. - Ms. Chei Billedo (Psych)

5. "The human body is 70% water. Kaya wala kayong saysay lahat. Pag may kaaway ka, sabihin mo sa kanya, TUBIG KA LANG! TUBIG!" - Dr. Recio

6. "Oo, nagpapaulan ako ng uno. Bakit? Aanhin ko ba yun? Di naman ako yayaman dun." - Sir Atoy Navarro (histo1)

7. "Nasa bandang gilid ang fallopian tube. Kaya kung gusto niyong magka-anak ng asawa niyo, dapat nakatagilid kayo habang gumagawa." - Ms. Meggie (Zoo10)

8. "Last sem was the first time that I gave a grade of 5 and it felt GOOD!!" - Prof Goldie (Comm3)

9. "You do not fall in love; you rise in love. That's how you love rationally." - Prof FG David

10. "Don't take the bar and yourselves too seriously. Baka mabalitaan na lang namin na nag-o-oral summation kayo sa Luneta. O lumulutang-lutang sa Pasig River. Enjoy yourselves, relax, and read at least 15 hours a day. Nakakabobo ang sobrang tulog. Mag-relax ka habang nagbabasa. Mag-relax habang nagmememorize."

11. Prof: O, meron na bang nakapunta sa inyo sa (insert XXX place here)?
(Silence)
Prof: (disappointed) Ano?! Puro na lang ba kayo aral? Aral na lang kayo ng aral, ha? Wala na kayong napupuntahan kakaaral niyo!

12. "The more wisdom you obtain, the more you shut your mouth. This is because the more you learn, the more you realize that there are even more things that you do not know.
The true mark of an idiot is a loud mouth and the true mark of a wise man is humility."
- Paraphrased galing kay PI100. (Best prof sa CAL.)

13. Student: Ma'am pwede po bang next week na kami mag-report?
Ma'am: Alam mo, God is good. And I am God. So yes, pwede next week.

14. "Try everything once except incest." - Sir U Eliserio (CW)

15. "Hoy girls, wag kayong kukuha ng boyfriend dito sa UP. Pare-parehas tayong mahirap dito. Kumuha kayo ng mayaman. 80% of the child's intelligence comes from the mother naman eh. Kayo guys, wag kayo kukuha ng bobong babae. Kahit matalino kayo, magiging bobo ang anak niyo." - Dr. Mendioro

16. "I do not know many. I know enough just to teach my classes." - Dr. David

17. "We do not accept anyone here in class except for those who are members of a certain minority group. For example, gays are part of a minority group. Bakla ka ba? If you admit to this class that you are gay, then I'll admit you." - Prof "Hail to the chair" (haha)

18. (Second to the last meeting) "Okay class, next week, we start the lecture proper." - Ms. Vitriolo

19. Language Elective Prof: "ano bang natapos mo? italian 8? Punyetissima! " (sosyal pati mura Italian!)

20. "Marx is more Christian than Christ and Christ is more Marxist than Marx." - Sir Lanuza

21. (Upon finding out that Sir Gerry's brother is actually a CATHOLIC PRIEST.)
Class: Sir, hindi ba nagagalit sa iyo kapatid mo?
Prof: Bakit? Hindi naman niya alam na aethiest ako ah.
- Sir Gerry Lanuza

22. "Experience the world. Mag-drugs kayo! Mag-orgy kayo!" - Sir Gerry Lanuza

23. Sir Lanuza's story on his attempt to restore intellectual conversations:
(Figaro Coffee Shop. A girl is seated alone on a table.)
Sir Gerry: Excuse me, miss, nagbabasa ka po ba ng Nietzsche? *Points to book he is bringing*
Girl: *Quickly gathers things and leaves.*

24. "I'm gay-- so gay i could show you my penis because it is but an accessory to my body." - Jean Navera (SPCM1)

25. STUDENT: Sir, pwede po magpa-sit in yung friends ko?
PROF: From what school are they?
STUDENT: St. Scho po.
PROF: "Go ahead. So they'll realize what they're missing. St. Scho, St. Scho... eskwelahan na ba yun sa inyo?!"

26. "Class, kaya mahal ang bayad sa mga professors sa ibang school kasi ang bobobo ng mga estudyante dun. Dyuskoh, I used to teach there... at lumuluha talaga ako ng dugo bago maintindihan ng mga students yung sinasabi ko. Ang mahal nga ng bayad, magkakasakit ka naman sa panga kakaulit ng lessons! Wag na lang! Dito na ko sa UP, at least nagkakaintindihan tayo. Diba?"

27. "Running for summa ka? Mapapagod ka lang."

28. "Domestication of the human male is one of the greatest achievement of the human race." - Dr. David

29. "Do not live long enough to be worthless." - Dr. David

30. "To be born is to die. In between they grow and multiply like flies. 6.2 billion people in the world. Kadiri, ano?" - Dr. David

31. "Religion is a successful economic institution. " - Dr. David

32. "Si Miriam, crush ko 'yun dati. Muntikan na maging kami, kaso nasiraan ng ulo, kaya 'yun, iba ang asawa ko."

33. "Kapatid ng sinungaling ang magnanakaw."
"Ergo, gma's marriage to mike arroyo is null and void ab initio."
- Consti Law Class, 1st sem, AY 2005-06

34. "Class, gusto ko kayong i-train na mag-English, so when you're here in class, magsalita kayo ng English! Ako lang ang exempted dahil matanda na ako at ako ang teacher!"

35. "Hindi mahirap makakuha ng UNO sa class ko. Yung gumradweyt last year na Magna Cum Laude ng Biochem, uno siya sakin sa Chem 18" - Ma'am Ilao

36. (Student reciting without raising his/her hand)
Prof: "I think this is the first time i have a student w/ tourette in my class..."
Student: *Keeps on reciting*
Prof: "Wow the ejaculatory comments just don't stop!"

37. "Birds of the same feather FLOCK together...don' t forget the L". - SocSci1 Prof

38. "I'll strangle you, strangle you really hard, smack right in your jugular (pause ng mga 5 seconds), you do know where your jugular is?"

39. "Bakit parang napakaligaya ng klase niyo? Maging sad naman kayo, 5 mins." - Math 100 Prof.

40. "Well of course when you sell your soul you have to make an elaborate justification to make yourself feel good." - Sir Walden Bello, Socio 127

41. "Look at me, I'm 433 years old pero ang lakas lakas ko pa. Eh kung walang gulay eh di kakain na lang ako ng damo. Kung wala eh di tubig, kung wala mag-ipon na lang ako ng laway." - Sir Tiamson, Italian 11

42. Prof: "Mr. Gatbunton, why are you late?!"
Student:"Sorry Ma'am, galing pa ako Las Pinas."
Prof: "Ladies, don't marry somebody from Las Pinas because they have bamboo organs!!"
- Prof Soresca Spanish 1

43. "There are only two countries who still use Fahrenheit.. the United States of America and Liberia ... a pathetic country in Africa." - Sir Argete

44. "It's okay to smoke inside my class. As long as you don't breathe it out." - Dr. Obsioma, Biodiversity

45. (No one is reciting)
Prof: "Wag na mahiya, you have nothing to lose but your face.."
- Ma'am Cathy, Geol 11

46. (Habang 2nd exam at malakas ang ulan)
Prof: "Ang lakas ng ulan, ayos yan at least hindi halata pag umiiyak.." - Sir Agapito

47. "When you graduate, then you begin to live." - Dr. Carmen Jimenez, Psych 118

48. (Commenting on a thesis of a senior student)
Prof: "'Yang thesis mo? .. Mamamatay ka!! Mamamatay ka!!"
- Dr. llanes, UPM

49. "Atheist ako, pero pag nasa bahay, nagro rosary kami ng Nanay ko, eh kung magalit sa 'kin yun..." - Socio 11 Prof

50. "Anong molars? You don't say molars because it is an adjective! Do you say beautifuls?"
- Ma'am Ilao, to a student who said "n molars"

51. "Kahit magpakamatay ka pa di mo masasagot yang problem set na yan dahil pang-157 (phy chem II) yan!" - Ibid

52. "Do not memorize! Analyze!"
- Dr. Nic, advising her students never to memorize reaction mechanisms

53. "Kaya nga ideal eh, hindi siya nangyayari sa totoong buhay. Pero an approximation is good enough." - Sir Engle, on ideal and real systems

54. Sabi ng dean who is 80 yrs old: "Class you're laughing now, but I will predecease you all!"

55. (Second day of classes)
Prof: *Kinuha ang box ng colored chalks* Ano ba naman ito...
*Tapos iniitsa sa lamesa yung mga dark colored chalks*
Class: (Tahimik na nagmamasid)
Prof: Class, sulatan niyo ang manufacturer ng chalk na ito, at sabihing tanggalin na ang mga walang kwentang kulay na ito... brown, green, violet. hindi makikita ito sa board. Convince them...
Class: (Tahimik at gulat)
Prof: ...and .25 incentive sa final grade niyo!

56. Terror prof after an exam (last day na din ng class..): "Ok class.. see you next sem!"

57. Class: Sir, sa exams po ba nagbibigay kayo ng partial points?
Prof: Hmm.. if i see partial wisdom

58. "Oh, this is good. It's poetic because it's perfectly stupid."
- Prof. Ricardo de Ungria

59. Prof: Did I remind the class last meeting that we're going to have an exam today?
(dead air)
Prof: Okay, it seems I forgot to remind the class that we're going to have an exam today. I'm giving you 5 minutes then to buy a blue book. We're going to have an exam today."

60. "Today is the first day of the rest of your lives." - GE 1 Prof

61. "When you feel like giving up, just close your eyes and think back to the saddest point in your lives...awwww. .." - GE 1 Prof

62. "What's the color of YOUR daisy?" - Nonoy Tamayo (Geol 1)

63. "Wow. Rape-able."

64. "Stand up Miss ___, so that I might see the contours of your body."

65. Prof: *Looks at girl's long necklace* Are those real?
Girl: That's a question you should never ask a girl!

66."I don't give surprise long exams. All exams are announced.
Halimbawa: Class, mag-eexam tayo, NGAYON NA!"--Ma'am Chei

67. "Try to die! Try to die!" -- Sir Billones to a student palpitating while taking the exam. He claims that after the incident, refreshed na lagi yung estudyante.

68. "Pag nananaba ka sa oras ng exams, ibig sabihin di ka papasa."

69. "Oh the bar isn't scary. It's terrifying. It might even kill you."

70. "Mga engineers? Nako. Bihira pumapasa sa bar."

71. "UP ka nag-undergrad? Bright ka ba?"

72. "Sa mga taga-UP lang ako bilib eh. Pagpasok nila sa lawschool, hindi sila disoriented. Bilib ako sa study habits na meron yang mga batang yan. Some of them look like they eat kamote thrice a day, pero ang utak, di ututin!"

73. One day pumasok ng room si Prof, galit na galit. Hinagis ang bag sa table, nagwawala sa harap ng room dahil hindi daw nasagot ng previous class niya ang question niya. Kaya dapat daw masagot namin. Ang makasagot may plus points. Kapag walang makasagot, lagot kami. Ang tanong: "Class, sinong lalaking artista dun sa TV show na Wonder Years?"--Sir U. Eliserio, Creative Writing

74. "Meanings we find are the meanings we make."

75. "The measure of a man is how many doors he has opened to other people, especially to those he doesn't know."

76. PROF: Nakita niyo na ba ang Hoover dam?
CLASS: (Tahimik)
PROF: Hehehehe, ang yabang ko talaga!

77. "Ateneo is not a university, it's a diploma mill.
Bakit ba nakangiti pa mga estudyante dyan kapag lalabas
sila ng gate nila, hindi ba nila nalalaman ang nami-miss
nila sa edukasyon?"

78. "Class, Chinatown is not in China. And Ateneo de Manila
University is not...a university."

79. "What you learn in UP is to go on and never give up.
That if there be one person left standing, let it be me.
Let Ateneo fall first before UP..."--Dr. David

80. "Ateneo? How could you love someone from the Ateneo?"
-- a prof to a student who had a boyfriend from Ateneo

82. "Kung may boyfriend o girlfriend kayo na hindi taga-UP, hiwalayan niyo na agad. Walang pupuntahan yan. Hindi kayo magkaka-intindihan. Tapos yung mga anak niyo, magiging bobo. Gusto niyo ba yun?"

83. you can’t always save the world. you have to choose your battles.” - Eric Manalastas, Psych 150

(84-86)Sir tiamson, span 11, summer ‘07.

84. –to a girl na mahina mag-recite.
sir tiamson: lakasan mo. kunwari buhay ka.

85. –to someone late.
sir: bakit san ka ba galing?
boy: quiapo po.
sir: quiapo lang pala e. ako impyerno pa.

86. –to someone na singa ng singa.
sir: ano ba yan? may TROSO ba diyan sa ilong mo?

87. “Hindi ako naniniwala sa tagapaglikha, pero naniniwala ako sa mangagawa” -Anonymous

88. Prof Pepe Miranda asking a girl what the people of Holland are called. girl couldn’t answer and got a tongue lashing from prof miranda, “if you do not know what the people of Holland are called, i suggest that you drop-out of UP. they’re called Dutch!”

89. “Yes, sometimes it’s irritating to see people wasting money on cigarettes when they could have used that 1.25 php to good use. But you also have to understand, these people have been living in poverty their whole lives. They’re losing hope, and if the only glimmer of Hope they can find is on that cigarette box, who are we to take it away from them?” —- Prof. Felipe Miranda

90. “You, you, you! The both of you three!” -Capt Putol, UPLB ROTC

91. “WHO BELONGS TO THAT GADGET???” –nanggagalaiting tanong ng NASC1 lecturer nang may tumunog na cellphone sa klase habang sya ay nagbibigay ng lecture

92. “you are laughing because you are looking at the viewpoint of ignorance.” - history II

93. Prof mayabang on being asked if anybody passed the midterms exam at all: Nobody.
(collective groan from the class)
Prof Mayabang: Sus, don’t worry. You are still young. I still teach this subject next year.

94. “Ateneo is not a university, it’s a diploma mill. Bakit ba nakangiti
pa mga estudyante dyan kapag lalabas sila ng gate nila, hindi ba nila
nalalaman ang nami-miss nila sa edukasyon?”

95. “IE? Di naman engineering yun e”
-Thesis adviser

96. Dr. Recio: What causes asthma?
Classmate (na-overwhelm): Ummm, asthma is caused by… Pollens and dust and–
Dr. Recio: NO! Asthma is genetically predisposed!
After five seconds…
Dr. Recio: What causes asthma?
Same classmate: Ma’am, it’s genetically predisposed.
Dr. Recio: YES! Very good!

97. “We trample on the Constitution on a daily basis.” -Prof. Cuaresma ng NCPAG

98. “It doesn’t want to die. How do you kill this thing?”—Professor trying to switch off his cellphone

99. “If everyone does his best, and Jamby Madrigal stops being a senator, yayaman ang bansa natin.”

100. “Bilib ka kay Alan Peter Cayetano? E ambaba ng grades n’un e!” –Dr. Melitton Juanico (circa 2nd semester AY 2006-2007).

101. Sir Gerry Lanuza: “Immanuel Kant is an asshole!”

102. “Ms. Beautiful, whenever I see you, angels pale in comparison, so always sit in front, so I’ll forget that I dying of old age - nakakalimutan ko ang pagnanasa sa mga anghel”

103. “What kind of an animal is that?” - Justice Villaruz, Crim 1 class (UP Law), a remark he made when a student made a wrong answer re conviction and reasonable doubt

104. “i bark, but i dont bite”
-dr. tapay. SOC100

105. Prof. Aguilar (Philippine Foreign Policy)
… as a comment to Taiwanese vessels caught by the Philippine Coast Guard
“They fish and fish and bring out our fish!”

106. “Ms. Beautiful, whenever I see you, angels pale in comparison, so always sit in front, so I’ll forget that I dying of old age - nakakalimutan ko ang pagnanasa sa mga anghel”

107. “What kind of an animal is that?” - Justice Villaruz, Crim 1 class (UP Law), a remark he made when a student made a wrong answer re conviction and reasonable doubt

108. “i bark, but i dont bite”
-dr. tapay. SOC100

109. Prof. Aguilar (Philippine Foreign Policy)
… as a comment to Taiwanese vessels caught by the Philippine Coast Guard
“They fish and fish and bring out our fish!”

110. Lastly...sa PHILO: "I THINK THEREFORE I AM FROM UP!"

EXTRA:

UP MNEMONICS

FOR ZODIAC SIGNS:
According (Aries)
To (Taurus)
Gabby (Gemini)
Concepcion (Cancer)
Laging (Leo)
Very (Virgo)
Loving (Libra)
Si (Scorpio)
Sharon (Sagittarius)
Cuneta (Capricorn)
After (Aries)
Performing (Pisces)

FOR BIOLOGY:
THE TWELVE CRANIAL NERVES
Oh
Oh
Oh
To
Touch
And
Feel
A
Girl’s
V________,
So
Heavenly

and it stands for:
CN 1 – Olfactory
CN 2 – Optic
CN 3 – Oculomotor
CN 4 – Trochlear
CN 5 – Trigeminal
CN 6 – Abducens
CN 7 – Facial
CN 8 – Auditory (or acousticovestibular )
CN 9 – Glossopharyngeal
CN 10 – Vagus
CN 11 – Spinal Accessory
CN 12 – Hypoglossal

King
Phillip
Came
Over
For
Good
Sex

FOR:
Kingdom
Phylum
Class
Order
Family
Genus
Species

DNA BASE PAIRINGS:
Call Girl si Techie Agbayani
C-G
T-A

FOR PHYSICS:
NEWTON ‘S SECOND LAW OF MOTION:
a = F/m
or Father over Mother equals Anak!

FORMULA FOR PRESSURE
P = F/a
or Father over Anak equals Pamangkin!

sources:
http://creepygerry.blogspot.com/2008/09/quotable-quotes-of-up-professors.html
http://elprima.multiply.com/journal/item/50/QUOTABLE_QUOTES_FROM_UP_PROFESSORS
VL's note in facebook

Time is Life... or life's biggest jest.

2009-10-01T00:24:00.003+08:00

Time is like a river
You cannot touch the same water twice
beacause the time that has passed will never pass again
Enjoy every moment of life

Even with many lives,
This one is all you have in a lifetime
This moment is all you truly have in this day

Time is a manmade construct for improved functionality in the duality in which we live
In truth there is no need to hurry
You have all the time in the world
You cannot fail at being you

Get out there and live your life out loud
Make a difference and be the love you want to see in the world.

Since I was young, I have been hearing the word "once upon a time" and "a long time ago".

Time. It's been here before the earliest existence ever known. Why do we feel like it's often so... scarce.

One night, I was trying to remember a time in my life where I was that euphoric and blissful. I actually don't know why but I can't seem to remember those times. I knew they happened and they were not just dreams. I don't know, if time was playing tricks on me. If those memories were gradually erased like writings white against the green board. Is it just me, losing track of time that has passed, that i need to tell myself, "don't get stuck there again, you can't bring them back, go move on."

A friend of mine told me that perhaps, it's just me and my mind, that I may not be happy if I remember, that's why my mind won't let me. Perhaps, he is right, for everything that was in there ended bitterly, even if I didn't want it to.

What was I thinking? of course, I could never get them back. For indeed, time is like a river- I cannot go back and feel the same waters i once enjoyed for it is carried by current, toyed by the wind.

But hey, I just want to remember. That's all. What's wrong?

Now, I do know... why God did not make time travelling possible.

What would then be the use of making decisions if we could always go back and change them to alter consequences? or the use of the changing skies of the sun and moon and stars? or the the use of being with your loved ones today?

That is why we need to make the most of what we have, of the moments that we are given, of the precious time we have in our hands. Time may always be plenty and present, but once it has passed, it will never pass again.

I wonder, if time is abstract and very difficult to deal with for us to say "There's not much time left", or the other way around. For in reality, as the poem suggests, there is always time- it doesn't wither like a rose, it doesn't slip away like sand, it doesn't fade like photographs.

For the words "late" and "early", I don't know. But, the most valid reason to give out when you are one is that you simply lost track of time.

Go ahead and play with time for as long as you want. There is always a right time for everything. A time to rest, to play and to work. A time to remember, and a time to forget. A time to move on, and a time to hold on.

Time could be a friend. Time could be a foe. Time could get as real as you think. But time could just be a joke to laugh at, or a truth to behold.

Time is simply magical.

Err, speaking of time, I think the due date of my KOM1 term paper is near. :) Au'voir, reader and use time wisely. Make the most out of it and don't rush things. *wink*

CREDITS:

(for the poem only)- http://www.flickr.com/photos/photomastergreg/1325980988/in/set-72157606659864055

ps: hi johndel. :)

Plethora of Profound Thoughts

2009-09-01T19:39:00.003+08:00

I believe in magic, in fairytales and frog princes, in happy endings and towering fortresses, in villains and princesses.

The sky showed a riot of various colors as the sun began to set. The striking hues of romantic crimson and lovely purple made me feel alive.

I sat by the window and waited for the sky to turn into smooth velvet black. I waited for the stars to come out to heed my wish, to ask them how they’ve been doing up there in the celestial ceiling. I waited, long, for him to show up.

Every night, I would wish on all the stars for a glimpse of his face- even just his shadow would do. I would look up on the same black sky and make a wish. And I would wait for that wish to come true till all the stars fall down on me.

Every night, I would leave the window open and wait for a sound of a man-no, a boy- stumbling down on it. I would wait for his shadow to fly into the open window and cast his black silhouette against the pale moon. I would wait for him to fly to my bed, lean on my face and sweetly kiss my forehead.

Every night, I would wait for hours until I fall fast asleep. I would wait for the dawn to break. I would wait for another day, another sunrise, telling me there’s still another night left to make me wonder when he’s going to come back.

I believe in the power of my faith, and I would hold on to it whatever it takes.

I would always leave my windows open and welcome him into my arms. I would lovingly help him in and sew his shadow back to his feet. I would give him a thimble- a kiss for him to hold close.

I would let him play with the wind with all his might. Then I would tease him till he gives up. He’d come in and catch me and we’ll talk about our dreams and fantasies while lying on my bed. We would toss and turn around the room and play till daybreak, till we get tired and fall asleep in each other’s arms.

Every night, I would bring my blanket with me by the window and look for the second star to the right. I would look for a soaring figure of a man- no, a boy- in his tights and fluffy hat. I would look for a man-no, a boy- who would toy with the clouds. I would look for him everywhere in the sky, amongst the stars.

Every night, I would wait for him to come back to me, hold me like he would never give me the chance to let go. I would wait for the moment when he’d seize my hair and play with its strands like a child- like the child he’s always been.

Every night, I would search for answers by tracing them in the stars, and then I would surrender helplessly to the bitter wave of anxieties. I would wonder if the pirates have caught him and had tied him down by the edge of the platform, blindfolded. I would wonder if he had escaped with great speed and agility, and once again, had defeated the cruel captain.

Every night, I would wonder if he's staring back at me from Neverland, waving at me, or perhaps, winking, or blowing me a kiss and some wishes of love. I would wonder if he's looking at the same stars wishing for the same thing.

A little bit of pixie dust is all I need to get to him.

Every night, I would wish I could fly and soar the skies with him. I would wish for the nights to be longer, days shorter. I would wish for time to shorten its span for in every night, and in every waking hour, I would miss him more.

Every night, I would dream of him. And in my dream we are together, with all the bitterness of waiting gone, with the lost boys and untold secrets of the mysterious island, with the mermaids, and with the fairies. In my dream, we are in bliss and euphoria, chasing the pirates, swimming with fishes, flying with the birds and waking up beside each other under the canopy of trees and a blanket of leaves beneath our feet.

I would wake up every morning, crying and laughing. I would find myself hugging my pillow and start to cry. I would press my palms against my face trying to stop, because I know, he would not like it if he sees me crying.

I would wake up every morning to the sound of my crying baby, wailing loudly longing for her mother’s touch. I would look around and see my husband beside me, awake and staring at me with his cold hands lying silently on my body.

I would wake up every morning with my eyes hurt by the radiant sun. Vibrant light peeps through my half-opened windows saying it’s time to get up and prepare breakfast, prepare for a new day.

Where are you? I thought you’d come for me and take me beyond the universe? I thought you live not only in my dreams. I thought you’d fly in through my window and ask me to dance with you in the clouds. I thought you’d whisper again those sweet words that would tickle my ears like pixie dust being sprinkled to my skin. I thought it’d forever be us.

Every night, I would look for the sweet aged wine in the cupboard and drink a glass or two heartily. Hoping it would warm my heart and make me feel once again the juvenile spirit that once empowered me to fly.

I would forever wait for the time that I’d see him again. Whatever happens- even if it takes forever, even if I see him never, even if waiting means an eternal ocean of uncertainty, even if the pain of longing would never cease to exist.

-Wendy

spam message

2009-08-21T23:01:00.000+08:00

I was waiting for an important e-mail. I stumbled upon this thing. I was surprised because Facebook and Friendtser notification alerts are the only ones i expect to be clogging up my inbox.

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I was about to believe it. But then, of course, it's still unbelievable to win that thing (whatever it was) just because my e-mail id was lucky.

So, people, beware.

Refrain from opening e-mail messages from those who aren't in your phonebook.

Consult people. In my case, I consulted the internet. Since I'm the only one who's still awake. :D

Do not believe what is unbelievable. You cannot win/get something without actually joining the game; not by a lucky random pick from raffles and promos- if you didn't submit anything. you get the point. :)

Noone would be able to fool you unless you let them do so. Get smart. :)

God bless. :D

A Saturday Morning

2009-08-01T23:23:00.004+08:00

Strange. The clock ticks and it’s already 9.30 am. The sad, gray color of dark and heavy clouds peeps through the windows. My earphones are still stuck to my ears. The radio plays a song.

You whispered that you were getting tired
Got a look in your eye
Looks a lot like goodbye,

I was expecting a vibrant sunlight and specs of floating dust to fill up the room. What’s in store for me today? A storm’s brewing up and so a nice brew of warm coffee shall warm my heart despite the cold that envelopes me.

Hold on to your secrets tonight.

I feel cold, and heavy. I close my eyes again, trying to feel my body through the sheets. I am still alive, breathing. I aking in air that would fill my chest and be gentle to my heart. I suddenly start to miss someone… or something.

Don't want to know I'm okay with this silence
It's truth that i don't want to hear

I hate this feeling- waking up and suddenly realizing that someone… or something is not with me. Not that I want it back. But just the fact that it’s gone is a bit hard to believe sometimes.

You're hiding regret in your smile
There's a storm in your eyes that's been passing for awhile
Hold on to the past tense tonight

I look for my phone. No text message from someone I have been expecting. Proves that he’s fine without, I guess.

Don't say a word
I'm ok with the quiet.
The truth is gonna change everything

But I saw a message that shook me. Cory Aquino is dead. The woman who had been a nation’s loving mother, always wearing yellow as a symbol of hope for tomorrows and a soon-to-come victory for the Filipinos. She was one great woman. I once wished to be like her.

I prayed.

Looks like all things come and go. I just have to set them free. And letting go of them is never easy.

So lie to me and tell me that it's gonna be alright
So lie to me and tell me that we'll make it through the night

Some things are worth more than we realize. And we notice it when they’re not there anymore, when we can’t find them anymore, when we can’t hold and feel them anymore. When they're out of reach.

I don't mind if you wait before you tear me apart
Look me in the eye

We are meant to lose the people we love. How else could we realize their importance? And the hardest part is letting go. And the hardest part is saying good bye. And the hardest part is saying that one has to let go.

And lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie.

Looks like some things are learned the hard way, too.

I know that there's no turning back.
If we put too much light on this we'll see through all the cracks.
Let's stay in the dark one more night.

I hesitate on getting up. I can’t get up. I feel like succumbing to slumber for I think it means running away. Running away from memories, from dreams, from nightmares. Running away from the guilt.

Don't want to know i'm ok with the silence.
It's truth that i don't want to hear.

Running away from absorbing every notes and lyrics of this stupid song.

So lie to me and tell me that it's gonna be alright
So lie to me and tell me that we'll make it through the night

Running away from the guilt that I am now feeling. The guilt of telling a lie to keep things alive, even a little longer. The guilt of forcing myself to make it last when everyone knows we were falling apart.

I don't mind if you wait before you tear me apart
So look me in the eye
And lie lie lie.

Letting go. Learning. Being in pain. Love. Looks like some things come in packages of three, or four or so.

Don't want to believe in this ending
Let the cameras roll on
Keep pretending
I wish to ease the pain I’ve caused him. I wish to see him.
Tomorrow's all wrong if you walk away
Just stay

I wish to take even a little of the pain that is reflected by my friends when I see and feel their sentiments of pain. Maybe the same thing he’s feeling right now, at this very moment.

So lie to me and tell me that it's gonna be alright
So lie to me and tell me that we'll make it through the night
I don't mind if you wait before you tear me apart
Look me in the eye
And lie lie lie.

And so I won’t lie in bed anymore. I smile. Try to go around things without the trace of remebering things this morning.

So lie to me and tell me that we're gonna be ok
So lie to me and tell me that we'll make it through the day
I don't mind if you wait before you tear me apart,

Sunshine. Very little sunshine. Looks like some things aren't always what they seem.

Look me in the eye,

Another day. Another coming yesterday. Looks like there's grace in every loss.

And lie,

The song ends as I got to my feet.

Lie, lie, lie.

But the love is not gone yet.

ang maynila

2009-07-25T18:37:00.004+08:00

“Ako mismo, hindi ako magbblog ng makakasama sa bansa ko.”
-A linefrom the guy in the “ako mismo” tv ad.

What? I can’t help it. There's freedom of expression and this is expression of freedom.

Alam kong maaari itong makasira sa bansa ko, pero, para sa kapakanan ng kalusugan ng mga mamamayan, at bilang public health student, naniniwala ako na kailangan kong ipamahagi ang aking mga nalalaman.

So, here goes.

When you’re tired and feeling hungry when walking down the street, food and drinks are always there. When you get out of school and office premises, food and drinks are always there. Ahhh... thank GOD for their presence. Oh! No, not the fast-food chain in there. I wasn’t talking about them. I was talking about the fishball and gulaman stands.

You know they’re uhm… dirty. But you go and buy some. Fishballs. First timers eat them with doubt, second timers eat them with feelings. Gulaman (sometimes melon). Thirsty people sip the drink till the last drop. Hmmm. Refreshed. Satisfied.

I’ve got two yummy… errr, I mean icky stories to tell. I wish you’ve already had your meal before reading this.

FISHBALLS FROM THE P.FAURA PAVEMENT

This happened last Wednesday, after our NSTP classes.

My friends and I were walking along the sidewalk, on our may to Robinson’s. As usual, it was full of all sorts of people- students, professors, people who’s got an appointment at either the supreme court or dept of justice, beggars, lost kids, pirated DVD vendors, newspapers and candy vendors, ilam and kanin vendors, and the most famous of them all: the fishball vendors.

At the end of this crowded pavement is a pedestrian lane to the mall’s entrance. At that corner is a man selling, of course, fishballs. Lots of people love his fishballs. I see a troop of fishball lovers swooning over his casserole before and after we go to Rob’s. Lots of people know they’re dirty. But lots of people eat like there’d be no fishballs for tomorrow anymore.

I know how fishballs from the street vendors taste. And yes, I admit that they are truly delicious. They are juicy on the inside and quite crisp on the outside, best eaten with the sauce of your option. I like them with the sweet sauce, the one that looks like gravy.

Now, where was i? oh, yeah. There. My friends and I were about to cross the pedestrian lane when I saw fishballs scattered along the pavement. I don’t know how they got there, but I bet someone hit the casserole of fishballs placed on the floor. I stopped walking and noticed that one friend of mine was at a stop too. We know why we stopped. We know what we were expecting. We know what we were waiting for. And I know you know what we know too.

Manong started picking up the scattered fishballs with his bare hands. My friend and I watched, not caring whether we’ve already been left out by the others. We waited.

Oh, guess what.

Looking around if someone was watching, he returned them into the casserole of other uhmm… "clean" fishballs waiting to be cooked.

Good one, eh?

Geesh. What I saw played in my mind repeatedly like hitting rewind several times. I can’t get it off my head. X((

Here’s another story. =)

THIRST-QUENCHERS ON TAFT AVENUE

Every weekday, I ride the jeepney to the university. I cross the Sta. Ana Bridge, pass through Taft and Quirino, and travel the long-and-always-jammed Pedro Gil (formerly known as Herran). UPManila is in P.Faura.

Now, before you get to where UPManila is, the jeepney crosses Taft Avenue from the corner of (I think that is) Manila Science High School (cry during rainy days, darling, it easily gets flooded).

At that corner, there is a refreshment stand. The man sells what I think is melon juice.

Oh, a cold, refreshing juice. They are being contained in plastics with straw. Good to have one after or during or even before a long, tiring walk along the noisy and chaotic roads of Taft, P.Gi and Faura. Cool, refreshing liquid that runs along your dry throat. You're tired. You perspire because of exhaustion, but the drink perspires because of being cool.

I was eager to alight the jeepney because school’s already near. Then, as usual, traffic started to build up on that corner. As I waited eagerly on my seat, I looked around. A boy just got his drink and left.

That wasn't an ordinary drink. (*wink*) And the story isn't as simple as that.

Manong poured the orange-colored beverage through a red plastic funnel. He placed in the straw then gave the boy his change. The boy left, sipping his drink. I do think he’s quite satisfied.

Yes, I mentioned about a red plastic funnel. What about it??

We all know very well that the funnel is used everytime someone buys a drink from Manong.

And after Manong has used the funnel, he washes it. Good sanitation practice, huh? =)

Do you know how Manong washes his ever-dependable funnel?

Oh, simple. He dips it into a small pail of water. Or was that really water?

The pail was not opaque, rather, it is translucent. I could see the color of the water quite clearly from where I am.

Water- a colorless liquid made up of two hydrogen atoms and one atom of oxygen…

Colorless. Colorless.

When and how, even in the simplest of ways, does water change its color?
How did Manong change the color of the water where he washes his little red funnel?

From what I saw, the water was, sort of, greenish.

Yes, he washes his funnel by dipping it in there. Oh.

How did it ever get so greenish?? Why is the water greenish???

I remember the time when I was on my way home from school. Yes, just as I’ve said, Taft gets easily flooded during the rainy days. I remember… that the water was also… greenish.

I'd like to end this post by saying, "God bless the people who drink and eat street foods and street drink. God bless both Manongs. God bless the people who are reading this post and now feels like throwing up. "

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a nocturnal dreamer's tale.

2009-07-25T18:08:00.005+08:00

There is one thing about me that I can’t decide whether it is good or bad. I always want to have solid ground beneath my feet. I always want to test the waters before I plunge right in. I never liked uncertainties. I never wanted to be deceived. Not that I never liked risks, but if I were to choose, I’d like to opt for clear, concrete, vivid, and substantial things.

A deep slumber. I woke up and missed Peter Pan. I woke up and escaped Cpt. Hook.

A nightmare. A closed door makes you feel invited. An alluring nice door, waiting to be opened. You enter, and plunge into an unfamiliar darkness. Fear. Uncertainty. Coldness. Surprise. Astonishment. You start looking for something. You’re not sure if it’s there, if it exists. You stumble and you’ve got a wounded knee. It bleeds and you twist in mercy to stop the pain. After sometime, you’re healed. You start to look for something else and then something else. You find the next best thing right in the middle of a mess. You find another thing under the blend of flickering lights and shadows. It was what you first looked for. There, perfect, and untouched. It was waiting for you. And now you’ve found each other.

A dream. A closed door makes you feel like you have an option. A familiar door- you feel like you’ve been there. It opens and creaks a bit, with the hinges rough against the wood. There is light. You see everything clearly. You fall, you get wounded, you know where to get help, and you get up. You have good hints where to look for things. You find things under lovely lights and winding roads lead you to where you want to be. You find what you’re looking for. You’ve found each other.

Nahh. Just nothing at all. My mind's in total chaos.

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untitled.

2009-07-22T15:12:00.004+08:00

college life.

actually, this is one of the principal factors sa pag-uudyok ko sa sarili na gumawa ng isang blog. I figured, this is a god time for me to do so, kasi, mas maganda ang sched. unlike nung hs and elem, na laging 7.00am. o diba? so most probably, tungkol ito sa p.faura, pedrogil, college people at syempre, ang Unibesidad ng Pinas.

it has been 5 weeks since the firts day. namove sya to july 15 dahil nga sa flu na yan. ewan ko kung dapat akong magpasalamat dahil napostpone o magalit dahil napostpone. (eh?) ewan ko ba.

then i met my dear blockmates. cool sila. sari-sari ang mga tao. mai-uuri ko lang naman sila sa tatlo.
a. mga maiingay.
b. mga mejo maingay.
c. mga hindi makausap.

i once belonged to c noong una. (gulat na kayo?) e kasi, hindi ko pa naman sila kilala at first time ko ilang makita. nagtataka nga ako bakit magkakakilala na silang lahat. magkakasabay pala sila noong enrolment. nakaka-op noong una, pero ngayon, mejo maingay na ko. maingay lang talaga ako pag konti ang tao. haha. =))

nitong mga araw na to, i learned more about myself.

dati, gusto ko, maingay ang paligid. ngayon, super na-aappreciate ko na ang katahimikan.
dati, ayoko ng siomai, pero, one time, nagcrave ako, at nahihiligan ko na ng todo.
dati, ayoko ng traffic, pagkokomyut, polusyon, at kadamihan ng populasyon sa sidewalk. pero ngayon, hindi naman sa kinahihiligan ko na, pero, ano bang magagawa ko? haha.

ilan lang yan.

ang up. ang ph22. sana, madami pang bagay akong matutunan at mabago, for the good, syempre. at sana, mapatagal pa ako. =)

(change topic)
namimiss ko ang hs friends ko. buti na lang, may ym, sun, globe, at mga bday petsa sa kalendaryo. hindi din naman kami malayo sa isa't-isa.

ewan ko ba, pero, sa kanila pa ri ako komportableng magshare ng bagaybagay. =)
e, xempre, sana, maging komportable din ako soon sa mga ka-block ko. haha.

that's all for now. =)

ingat kayo lagi. =)

my first entry

2009-07-19T19:06:00.000+08:00

geesh.

i'd like to congratulate myself for supplying enough encouragement to make a blog. (eh?)

i'd also like to thank darah for being one of those people who inspired me to make one. =))

i wish i could keep this thing alive. haha.

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