experience: the best teacher!

vacation grande....

hmmm... should i say "i'm thankful because we don't have classes for six consecutive days?" or "i'm thankful because we escaped the midterms that we were supposed to take?"

honestly, i'm truly grateful because classes were suspended yesterday and i got enough time to sleep... we were on the shooting of lastikman last thursday. we were dancing there, acting a little bit... too tiring! the foods were, uhm... i don't like it anyway but since we were hungry, we have no choice but to eat it. we already finished at almost 6 in the morning and i got home at 7... oh my God... i was really tired and sleepy yesterday. and if ever there were classes, i could not manage to attend not only because i was too tired, but i did not study for our exam and i could not take it if i got a low score...

well... i just realized that it's too hard really, to earn money... yaah! we were paid... not enough for what we did... or perhaps for production staffs, it is...since we were just there dancing, acting like back ups, and all that... but for newcomers like us, the job was difficult.. some of us worried because we thought that the shooting will only be until afternoon. we did not expect that it will last until friday morning...

but then, it was an experience... dealing with some artists like vhong, iya, roxanne, jake, vanna and the directors and staffs of lastikman... it doesn't happen everytime. it was an oppurtunity. vhong was there teaching us the stunts he knows and how to execute it the right way. iya was also there cracking jokes and vanna was talking to us asking for the steps (because she was abpout to act as the squad captain)...it's nice knowing that people who are famous like them deal with just ordinaries like us... i consider it as a privelege because not everybody were given the chance to experience that. well, i'm not into idolizing those people, and i'm not a fan too.

however, what we've done is something to be treasured because it will be helpful in the future...

long silence

how about a month not writing on my blog spot?

weird....

I've been so, so busy this past few weeks... sort of having an everyday training and practice of routines for the upcoming cheering competition...

kinda working on news articles for our newspaper...

but the funny thing is, I'm not doing my school works that are already piled up...

there are lots of homeworks- news articles that i need to write, but i'm not working with it...

i just ignore them and think that i can finish or do it once i find a time... like today, (since there are no classes because of the typhoon.)

sometimes, i was so beleaguered by many things and i don't know what will i prioritize... perhaps, my classmates and even my friends are thinking why i commit and commit but don't work on my acads....

maybe, they get annoyed with me when i tell stories that i find it difficult to deal with things or to balance them... and when there are group works, i complain and tell them that i'm too busy so better not give me a hard job 'coz i can't do it or finish it either...

well... i am just assuming that they do... but i hope, they don't...

sometimes, we find it difficult to tell people why are we doing such things. better be silent or just show them you are happy and contented with what you are doing...

i find pleasure when i'm busy... it gives me a lot of satisfaction and it makes me forget lonely moments that i must not think of...

not this time...

"siguro nga ito ang unang sulat dito na tatagalugin ko...
ngunit ito ay may dahilan...
may malalim na kahulugan..."

minsan iniisip mong wala na ang lahat. marami kang ginagawa. aral. praktis. sulat. wala ka ng oras para isipin pa ang mga bagay-bagay... ngunit sa kabila nito, may mga pagkakataon pa rin na kung saan hindi mo maiiwasang mag-isip. hindi lang ng mga tungkol sa paaralan. ngunit sa iba pang dimensyon ng iyong buhay. sa kailaliman ng iyong puso...

kagabi....

oo nga... kagabi, kung saan ang isipan ko'y binalot ng mga alaala. ang utak ay punung-puno ng tanong. mga katanungan na kahit saang lupalop ng mundo mo hanapin ay hindi mo malalaman ang sagot... pagod man ang katawan sa maghapong pagsayaw, ngunit mas lalong napapagod ang puso at utak na ginugulo lamang ng isang pangalan...

hindi sapat na gawin ang lahat ng maaring gawin para hindi sya maalala. ngunit sa aking paghiga, ang mga matang ito'y di maipikit kahit pa pilitin. ang utak ay lumilipad sa lugar kung saan siyay naroon. nag-iisip. naluluha. ngunit walang magawa.

"bakit kung kailan nakakalimutan mong isipin ang isang tao, saka naman sya magbabalik sa buhay mo?"

nakakapagod. ngunit bakit ganon? alam mo ng nasasaktan ka, pero tuloy ka pa rin? dahil ba dun ka masaya? kahit alam mong ni minsan ay di nya pinaramdam na mahalaga ka?

sa simpleng salita napapangiti ka? ngunit sapat na ba ito para magpatuloy ka?

kung maaari lang humiling na sana'y bumilis ang panahon para malaman kung anong mangyayari sa hinaharap...
kung maaari ko lang sanang mabasa kung ano ang iniisip nya...
kung maaari lang sanang sabihin sa kanya...
kung maaari lang sanang mangyari ang lahat ng ito...

busy.... busyhan...

4th year days so tiring.... waaaahhhhh.... i really don't know what to do.... kinda busy.....

i have a report tomorrow... I'm not ready yet... no visuals, and i haven't read anything about it...

i still have an assignment to work with...

i need to write more than five articles... am not sure but i think it's more than five... and i'm not in the mood to write even one... don't have any facts so, how will i write??? hmmmm....

sometimes, i think that I'm so irresponsible for not taking things so seriously.. i envy my friends. they always have assignments. they always have projects. they always do what our professors tell us to do... they always beat the deadline. but me, well... i always set things aside. easy easy often... not thinking of the consequences for my laziness...

i can't manage my time. and again, i don't know why... i'm always busy but i don't know if i will benefit for what i am doing...

i go to school every morning even if our class is still on the afternoon. and i always go home late.. i don't have time to unwind... don't have time for bonding with my high school friends... dont have time for myself... don't have enough sleep...

but......

this afternoon, we released our newspaper... we gained good feedbacks for a job well done... and most, our dean congratulated us....

sometimes, even if you experience all those things... hardships... lonely moments... sleepless nights... you always reap a very good harvest... and that's what i got... what we got...

for all our endeavors... for always being busy, ignoring all the assignments and projects... we achieve something... and it's worth a million achievement for making every students informed... for sharing what you know... and for making our professors so proud of us...

non sense...

Forgot I have a blog…. I was just reminded coz I’ve read “his” blog.. yahh… “HIS” blog… Waah… don’t know what to write. Just filling out the so many days I haven’t visit my site. Kinda busy this past few days. Enrollment, seminars, line up of reading materials… too many works to do… vacation is about to end and I’m still here taking all the time and wasting it by sleeping half the day…

Am stuck up in the house. Feeling like my brain was rusted. For two months, felt like I haven’t done anything productive or anything that would contribute to my knowledge. Classes are about to start and everything would seem new again… whoa!!!! Am fourth year already… my last year in college… sort of excited for graduation but a bit frightened to what will happen next… thesis… thesis… how are we going to survive..??? Wish I could click the time and then graduation…. Whooooo!!!!!

Really, I am not in the mood to write anything with sense. Next time perhaps…. And don’t know…when will be that “next time.”

worth a thousand words...

it's kinda boring staying at your house the whole day, really. and to somehow lessen it, i took my photo albums and looked at our pictures back in high school.
yeah... it's still the feeling everytime i look at those pics showing our funny moments. the places we went, the events we participated, trip-trip lang pics, barkada bonding, class pics- all of those remind me of how hard yet happy high school life is. those pictures relive every moments and it makes me feel sad when i think that we can never experience all of those again. my classmates and friends are too busy, they are far, they can't come, sort of reasons that will always hamper our plans of getting together, and it's hard. the only hope you have is to think that one day in the future, you will have time to see and talk with each other, remember all the memories you've done before, share the hardships and difficulties you've been through and brag what you have attained. it's kinda funny thinking of it. yet, it somehow excites me and challenges me to do everything i can so that if someday, we had an opportunity to meet, i can be proud of what i have achieved. hopeful... hopeful... hehe...
well... i miss them, really!! there are times when i see them in my dreams. we were happy, we were complete, we laugh and then we hug. they seem so true, yet when i wake up, they're gone. how sad...
how i wish fate would lead us to a point where our paths would cross again. like before, when we were still together. i miss them so much!! know why?? coz being with them for 11 years, and after that you'll never see them everytime like before, makes you feel so empty... so lost...

love high school!!!

Attending events make us feel good, especially when we meet people close to our hearts. People whom you only see in rare times. Last time, I attended an event and I saw my former teachers there. They asked me “how am I,” “how’s my studies going on,” “how’s my other friends,” sort of things. They said time is too quick and we will be graduating next year. I can sense the feeling of happiness on their part knowing that their students, whom they taught and trained, will soon reach that point. And I know they are proud. Teachers are truly part of the students’ lives and seeing them succeed is a much more success for them.

On the other part, I saw my Alma Mater School too. Well, we sometimes visit it during sembreaks, but seeing it now is an odd feeling for me. There are lots of changes. Even the teachers, the policies, etc. As I look at it from afar, I clearly remember all the memories and it is so saddening that I can’t experience all of them again. Only memories are left, that’s why I really treasure all of them even the simplest moment. That was my school and that was my second home. Where I grew up and where I started my dreams… It hurts when someone says something against our teachers, or in our school, and to my classmates as well. I remember, somebody told me that our batch our BRAGGARTS and CHEATERS. I can’t blame him because it’s his own view about us. It just hurt a bit knowing that he is my schoolmate and friend too (it is if he considers me as his friend). And this issue ends here…

Truly, high school life is the best! It may not be for others, but for me, it’s a YES! Of course, college life is great too… having good friends and nice professors, meeting people with different attitudes. But, nothing beats high school…