WARNING:  THIS IS A MUSHY ENTRY!  :p

There are a lot of things I seem to forget... Una na ung importance of birthdays (see earlier post).  Second, mahal ko pala ang R3! (aww...corny, mushy, whatever! :p)

Last Friday (March 4, 2005), we had our block thingy at Discovery Suites.  At first, I was reluctant to go because of the hassle (had an appointment at 830 the next day) and the expenses (sigurado mababankrupt na naman ako..) Thanks to Minnie's prodding, I went...

and enjoyed... THE FOOD! THE DRINKS! THE GAMES! THE COMPANY!!!

The first part was really the mature part, i.e. thinking and arguing about the expenses (hehe!).

The second part was the adolescence part, i.e. strolling at Mega to find the dining place the majority agrees on.  Dinner at Sbarro.  Even the mere walk from Mega to Discovery was really nice - kulitan, kumustahan.

The third part was the chilhood part (regression to hehe!), i.e. games galore! (TABOO, GESTURES, plus liquor syempre!) Weird as it may sound, it was really great drinking with the people you almost grown up with (4 years in college!).  It was simply bliss just getting everything stressful out of the way for once (4 STRESSFUL and HECTIC years in the Ateneo!:p) It was a wonderful gift to be just laughing and playing for just the sake of laughing and playing.  c",)

Argh: I wanted to capture as much the fun, the laughter, the 'warm and easy' company I had that night, and I terribly failed. :(

Can't wait to see the pictures... and post 'em here so that I'd be able to do a little more justice than just these words I put down.

To the R3 people I've been with that night, thank you!

MINNIE, RIZZA, JAMIE (salamat sa pag-organize, sana maulit! hehe), ALLEN (for spending your bday with us, thanks! hope u remember to send me a copy of the pix from martin, hehe), BD (for driving us to Ayala Av., salamat po!), JR & STEVE (for mixing the drinks and getting everyone drunk, hehe!), ROEL (for bringing the games, yahoo!), CHER (for accommodating us in Discovery & being with us dinner time), PAM (for stopping by pa din), KIM (for being the beadle pa din!), CRIS (for the grad pic! hehe! and the filming), SHALI (for being the block nurse, hehe, salamat salamat salamat), KIRBY (for the 'sip' lang amidst kim's pangungulit & making the event a little more memorable for every1, hehe!), ADRIAN (asset sa TABOO!), DON (for joining us in the fun kahit ang sakit ng ulo mo), BERNARD & MAI (for being with me papunta sa venue at pag-antay sa pag-aayos ko ng mga gamit ko). For ALL of YOU, now I'm sure I'd really miss the block.

[Click here for SHALI's version :)]

1. The nice men are ugly.
2. The handsome men are not nice.
3. The handsome and nice men are gay.
4. The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.

 

And I suggest you guys should watch it too! :-)
The ultimate love story, at par with Pretty Woman c",)


"There's a saying old says that love is blind,
Still were often told, "seek and you shall find"
So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind"

Certain lad I've had in mind: MR. JOHN CLARK!
 

Today is the official start of my life as BUM.

1 of our panelists (who by the way grilled us yesterday - both of them did, as in sinabon kami, huhu...), after the LS defense, greeted as saying "congrats! you now join the number of unemployed people in the country!"  Hehe.  That's one way of looking at it.

Who ever invented the idea of birthdays???

Thanks to you!

Thinking about my birthday days ago made me wonder a bit, what it's for..with people saying, "yihee, magbibirthday na siya..."

Today I'm reminded the value of it - it's one day of remembering (because for the rest of the year you don't think it's worthwile that it's remembered) the value of your life, your life, your YOU.  My ever reliable cellphone went off at exactly 8am today (because I had to be here in Cavite for the 10:30 mass with my ate, tita and cousins).  When I looked at it with still squinting eyes, it says inbox is full.  10 New Messages Received.  Aw, it's not everyday I'm greeted with 10 souls and more when I wake up.  And when I got up, a gift awaited me, my roommate placed it beside my pillow while I was still sleeping, hehe.  It's really great to be reminded how much you're loved, despite and in spite of.. :-)

My fave bday greeting: "...il0vey0us0much, h0pe u fil dat..." -- from my little sister.

THANK YOU DEAR LORD for the 20 years and for the years to come!

Close

to

burning

out! 

God help me.

Last night, I was glued to this computer finishing up LS paper

Bomb leaves Makati financial district in chaos
Posted 10:17pm (Mla time) Feb 14, 2005
By Jason Gutierrez
Agence France-Presse

THE MANGLED and burnt bodies of three passengers lay uncollected and smouldering in the Philippines' smart financial district of Makati on Monday in the the wake of a Valentine's Day bomb attack blamed on Muslim militants.For complete article, click here.

(View Agence France-Presse image of injured passengers. Warning: Image is graphic.)
REREAD THE WARNING PLEASE!
End of Excerpt.

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I heard of the bombing only a day after. It was the very first time in days I was able to watch the news. I only watched it because I was surprised when my roommate told me about it (she heard about it from her dad who's in Naga).

Flashback, minutes before the news, I was walking home from school, "despairing" about my low low grades this semester.

Fast forward: I was eating my dinner (still despairing over the low grades), my roommate was watching the news and was telling me about the bombing according to her dad. And then the news reported on the bombing again. Immediately, I stopped eating and went near the TV, I wanted to hear and see... It was saddening! :(

In my mind: A flashback of what I wrote on my Philo Marcel paper --- that the reason why there are more people in despair today because they are drawn more to their own totality, they are so busy being "the best that I can be", so busy about themselves...that they do not see the existence of the Other. Marcel's point is one only gets to 'authentically' hope when the presence of the Other in utter darkness, in utter despair is perceived.

While watching the news: I realized the pettiness of the grades with the victims' relatives' despair. Sa mga ganyang bagay, napapaisip din ako ng naiisip nila: bakit nga ba yung mga mahihirap pa ang kailangang pahirapan? I also feel ill feelings to these "bombers" - don't they see the reality that their actions do: they are fighting for the plight of the poor, the powerless by making the poor and the powerless suffer. Bakit ganun? :(

A DAY AFTER
My ate texts me: "nsabi ko b sau? na f wla exm bri (her boyfriend) last mon, sna nagdate kmi glorieta & mlamang hintay din sna kmi bus sa ayala goin alabng. same tym nung bombing sana. eto pa, favorite bus ko ung pnasabog! buti may exm bri kya uwi me maaga. un lng!"

MINUTES AFTER
I read this on my friend's blog:
"God, i was at Glorietta when that Valentine's Day bombing at ayala took place. i was with enzo when it happened and we actually felt a tremor go through the third floor..i thought it was nothing, but we saw all those panicked people..and that was when i truly felt scared, not for me really, but for my little brother. he was gripping my hand so tightly and it was ice-cold that i couldn't help but feel more panicked. hay scary. that was the closest to danger i've ever been in my entire life, i think. thank god nothing happened."

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We are afraid to walk the streets. We are afraid to go outside. We are afraid of the young men with guns in their hands, drugs in their blood, and death a breath away. O God, hear our prayer for families, neighbors, and friends. Deliver us from this violence, from danger and death. Give us the courage to face each day and to walk the streets in safety once again. Amen.
Source: Adapted from "Prayers of Our Hearts" © 1991

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Was supposed to meet my ate this evening (after a month or so na siguro na di kami nagmeet). Packed my bag and all na, when she texted. She was asking if we postpone our meeting because... because. At once, texted her, "sure no prob". She suggested we meet this Sunday. Texted her back that I wont be here in the condo because I'll be at my groupmate's house in preparation for thesis defense on Monday. I suggested to just leave the "package" at the guard. My point? I missed my ate and I can't meet her.

Miss my mom, too. After my "unkind text" ---I was too stress I told her I'll just text when this whole stress thing is over. She was asking how my day was. I really miss my mom.

And my family.

Found this while blog-hopping, an excerpt of a song:

another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road;.

time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.

so make the best of this test
and don't ask why.

it's not a question
but a lesson learned in time.

it's something unpredictable
but in the end is right.
i hope you had the time of your life.

so take the photographs
and still frames in your mind.

hang it on a shelf
in good health and good time.

tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial.

for what it's worht
it was worth all the while.

it's something unpredictable
but in the end is right.
i hope you had the time of your life.

Soon, lilipat na naman tayo, from the four years of laughter, worries, cramming, etc... to something that's really unpredictable. Konti na lang --- sine, kain, at tulog na naman lang, yahoo!!!!! Hehehe!

Serious stuff: To Comtech Seniors Batch 2005, please submit your individual pic & accomplished surveys na, please, please!!! :p

Yesterday, we already handed over our baby, "Chocoholics", to the department. Sigh. Five months or more of work. Our baby. We were stressed (specially I-- yesterday), but we had fun, I believe so. c",)

Hmm, I'm starting to have fun with Marcel's thoughts. He says Pessimists and Optimists are alike - they are both not healthy, because they're egoists. Pessimists clings to everything negative because he believes there is nothing beyond the negative; he wants to save himself from heartache of believing that light may come, so he hides in darkness. Optimists act this way as well in refusing to face the darkness, in the process escaping suffering, pain and grief. He opts to believe only on the good things because he does not like what he sees so he creates what he wants to see. Marcel's point: learn to face suffering, pain and grief. Indeed the very same thing that Nietzsche and Sartre were saying, don't be cowards.

Then again, it seems just easy to say, but never easy to apply in this thing called Life.

Studying for Theology exam, I found this line interesting.

YOU BECOME WHAT YOU LOVE.

Hmm... to those who are in love, totoo ba 'to?
Okay ba 'to? Who becomes who? Or is it really a fusion of both?
So does that mean that if you don't become the person you're with, you don't love him/her?

La lang...namimilosopiya lang sa teolohiya! :p