Mom just got home from Taiwan. She arrived at around 1130 in the afternoon. I went with my aunt, a cousin, and my granny to fetch her at the airport. All was fun except for the semi-forced small talks I had to do with my aunt. Mom did her antics, the usual stories about the fellow passengers, etc. They were all funny as usual!
After some 2 hours, we arrived at home. I went to see Batman Begins with Ka and Ken. The movie was really awesome. There wasn't a single slow scene. Story was good too. I thought I'd hate Katie Holmes in the movie- 'coz a lot of peeps had told me she was a bit of a misfit in the movie- but she was really okay.
This is not one of my usual Sundays! This is fun!
Got a 730 class tom! So bye for now...
"Identity myth" because the author of this blog refuses to partake in the quest for acquiring any sense of certainty when it comes to knowing ourselves, how we figure in the bigger scheme of things, and all the nut crap about purpose and "who we really are". The author hopes that his words allude to this myth, which everybody else is after, whether they know it or not.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Saturday, June 25, 2005
rainbow fizz
You try so hard to make sense but you forget about the important stuff. It will never be entirely about you. Grow Up. Maybe I just need to listen. I'm not listening well. I'm vague and amorphous. I drift about aimlessly, randomly letting unimportant things weigh me down. Taking a shape means taking the path I don't entirely believe in. But I have to do just that. I must pay attention.
I need some serious dialogue with myself. I am lost. I need someone to help me see clearly again, without having me too convinced of anything.
I'm drunk with rainbow fizz. Where does that came from? I don't want to escape. I just want to see again. I'm numb - with head up high. I don't see my feet. My hands are sweating. I'm cold.
(See Solitaire Mystery by Jostein Gaarder for the rainbow fizz.)
I need some serious dialogue with myself. I am lost. I need someone to help me see clearly again, without having me too convinced of anything.
I'm drunk with rainbow fizz. Where does that came from? I don't want to escape. I just want to see again. I'm numb - with head up high. I don't see my feet. My hands are sweating. I'm cold.
(See Solitaire Mystery by Jostein Gaarder for the rainbow fizz.)
Friday, June 24, 2005
hello garci
Just finished with an assignment for Poli Sci. It's about Lacson's "Be Not Afraid." I think forcing the president to abdicate is the way to go. I mean there are a lot of factors that we should consider before taking part in any movement. There's our economy, solidarity, political rehabilitation, to name a few considerations. No one believes that the opposition has the cleanest intentions. Why is it only now that all of this supposed GMA controversies are coming out? On the other hand, if we don't pursue the issue, how then would you pacify the people? I really don't know what to do, not that I can alter the whole scheme of things. I just feel like I should participate in this social issue. So shut up if you're one for apathy. Hehe!
People want stability. The fact that there has not been a gathering comparable to the first Edsa revolution in the span of time since the scandal surfaced proves this. I guess most people are undecided. I am undecided.
That was not my assignment however. Hehe!
I slept through Naruto! I woke up 7 pm and discovered that I only got 2 hours to do my homework and that it's the news on TV not cartoons. Drat!!! I bought a daily and read the front page and, surprise surprise, it's all about the scandal.
And now, I'm in front of the monitor again. Doing the usual. Nothing's up on TV and the book I bought isn't very riveting. So as another medium of escape, I am in front of the monitor.
Oh and I had a serious chat with Cheson about the formsem. Halfway through our conversation, I was half-fantasizing about gagging him and tying him to the bench and run out of Mateo building. But unfortunately I wasn't able to do just that. People who take themselves too seriously can scare me sometimes.
It was all genuinely fun. I guess I'm just not the type to be all ears, especially when the person speaking wants to affect as someone professional, coming across as if org life is work. I guess Celadon would really have a direction with this guy. He's strict. Most people I know don't even like him. I guess wannabe leaders like him are a must for leading orgs. I was not at all inspired whatsoever because most of his ideas are so ten minutes ago. But at least I get to know the the person who directs the org. I guess he's just dedicated to himself (no kidding) and the org. The former doesn't appeal to me of course.
On other news, geekiness abounds. I want a Naruto head protector. It costs around 350 pesos. Wouldn't that be cool to wear while I read? Hehe! I'm planning to get it on the second week of July. Dance troupe will be practicing on Monday. I hope all GA dancers would come. I miss all of them.
Got a class tomorrow and a dinner. I'm not even sure what time and where it will be. Be seeing Andie at last! I heard she got fat! Hehe! Anyway she's one missable brat. Unfortunately taunting eyes be at my class tom. Anyway, there's always something great about tomorrow.
People want stability. The fact that there has not been a gathering comparable to the first Edsa revolution in the span of time since the scandal surfaced proves this. I guess most people are undecided. I am undecided.
That was not my assignment however. Hehe!
I slept through Naruto! I woke up 7 pm and discovered that I only got 2 hours to do my homework and that it's the news on TV not cartoons. Drat!!! I bought a daily and read the front page and, surprise surprise, it's all about the scandal.
And now, I'm in front of the monitor again. Doing the usual. Nothing's up on TV and the book I bought isn't very riveting. So as another medium of escape, I am in front of the monitor.
Oh and I had a serious chat with Cheson about the formsem. Halfway through our conversation, I was half-fantasizing about gagging him and tying him to the bench and run out of Mateo building. But unfortunately I wasn't able to do just that. People who take themselves too seriously can scare me sometimes.
It was all genuinely fun. I guess I'm just not the type to be all ears, especially when the person speaking wants to affect as someone professional, coming across as if org life is work. I guess Celadon would really have a direction with this guy. He's strict. Most people I know don't even like him. I guess wannabe leaders like him are a must for leading orgs. I was not at all inspired whatsoever because most of his ideas are so ten minutes ago. But at least I get to know the the person who directs the org. I guess he's just dedicated to himself (no kidding) and the org. The former doesn't appeal to me of course.
On other news, geekiness abounds. I want a Naruto head protector. It costs around 350 pesos. Wouldn't that be cool to wear while I read? Hehe! I'm planning to get it on the second week of July. Dance troupe will be practicing on Monday. I hope all GA dancers would come. I miss all of them.
Got a class tomorrow and a dinner. I'm not even sure what time and where it will be. Be seeing Andie at last! I heard she got fat! Hehe! Anyway she's one missable brat. Unfortunately taunting eyes be at my class tom. Anyway, there's always something great about tomorrow.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
dripping and eventful night
I spent the long break reading the entire Guidon , blogs and news on the net. I more than persevered to do all these readings just to fill up the four-hour worth of break-time before project Management (PM) class. Anyway, I also got to try on of Rompee's handy puzzles. I think they call it Chinese puzzles. It was fun. I almost solved it lacking just one more maneuver. I want to buy some of those.
2 green teas (healthy kitchen) and a hotdog, then some more internet, then the hellish 4-hour break was finally be over!
I was looking forward to finish the rest of the day with the usual (i.e. boring) socializing and casual goodbyes, and ride back home. But no. Everything turned out to be more than the everyday oddities I at school!
PM started out with a more than my excessive blabbering with dear classmates. I thrived in spouting not-to-civil remarks on anyone's opinon at every second. That was more than weird. And, er.. refreshing. Mwahaha!
And then there was the ceremonious find-a-groupmate task for projects for the semester. Rache and I had a hard time finding a group.
The teacher was quite vexed about it. I was supposed to be on Nat's group (mostly gals) but I felt for Rache. I mean, she wouldn't want to be the only girl in Raffy's group. Yeah, she's that kind of girl. And it doesn't help that the group is full of guys from all boys school (generic awkward-and-weird-around-girls dorkiness). Lord God, forgive my misgivings.
We spent 10 minutes going on and on about which one of us should go to what group. Lord knows I didn't care at all. I did have the chance to work with both groups in the past. And rache was saying hello to reticence. She couldn't say no to the boys outright (she's such a lady) but I knew she wouldn't want to immerse himself in geeky boys' group. after an eon of futile and snotty deliberation, we finally decided: Rache in Nat's and me, unfortunately or otherwise - depending on my mood - in Raffy's group. It was grossly and unnecessarily stressful.
The lecture went on finally - after that oh-so-crucial point in our college lives. This time it went immaculately well. And Good Lord any self-respecting level-headed college student knows that MIS courses are generally vapid, pointless lectures, the kind that makes you want to throw random stuff at the teacher while he or she blabbers, just to make things interesting. In other words, it went quite interesting. Very surprising. I think we even discussed how to choose a project among many using tools- the NPV specifically. like Math. Like MIS can actually be interesting. I felt like that when the class finally ended. There is some good in the world after all.
And a bug bit me in the eye. It didn't leave any mark. But still, it was a BUG intruding in my physical existence. Wahaha! I even got to shout at a joke - despite it being the usual nerdy joke I hear on a daily basis (read: eyes-rolling but you laugh anyways). I went to the washroom hoping to wash my left eye. But another insect was there declaring my war with insectdom was not over yet. Cockcroach. I washed my eye fast and immediately jumped to the far far FAAAAR side of the washroom to assess my chances of beating The Evil Croach. Convinced that I wouldn't be able to kill the croach, I ran out of the washroom fast! I should really be awarded for that. I went to the classroom and prepared to leave for home.
But the heavens were a pain! It was pouring down hard. Flashes and Roars seemed like gods mocking us for not bringing umbrellas. But what choice did we poor peasants have? We got into a tric, quite luckily considering it was very late at night.
I was dripping when I got off. And, after some serious running, I arrived at the train station. But it was already closed! I was getting murderous at this point. But it wouldn't be productive to entertain cruel thoughts on random people. I had to ride a jeep. I expected that usual deafening boom-boom sound and the gaudy red and blue faux strobe lights inside. I almost grabbed a woman's face on exiting the jeep, mistaking woman's face for the handle on the sides of the jeep.
Then I was in my neighborhood safe and sound after the second jeepney-ride home.
I still haven't taken a shower. I'm now in front of my PC trying to make sense of what just happened. What was the universe trying to say? Clearly, it was an extraordinary and almost unfortunate day.
And then at home. News. Cousin came. My alleged sister shoved the bedroom door declaring her best feelings. Cousin left and didn't plan to comeback. Some more telenovela effects. And then she was like "Oh he left. I thought he'd be staying the night?". Some load of shit eh?
2 green teas (healthy kitchen) and a hotdog, then some more internet, then the hellish 4-hour break was finally be over!
I was looking forward to finish the rest of the day with the usual (i.e. boring) socializing and casual goodbyes, and ride back home. But no. Everything turned out to be more than the everyday oddities I at school!
PM started out with a more than my excessive blabbering with dear classmates. I thrived in spouting not-to-civil remarks on anyone's opinon at every second. That was more than weird. And, er.. refreshing. Mwahaha!
And then there was the ceremonious find-a-groupmate task for projects for the semester. Rache and I had a hard time finding a group.
The teacher was quite vexed about it. I was supposed to be on Nat's group (mostly gals) but I felt for Rache. I mean, she wouldn't want to be the only girl in Raffy's group. Yeah, she's that kind of girl. And it doesn't help that the group is full of guys from all boys school (generic awkward-and-weird-around-girls dorkiness). Lord God, forgive my misgivings.
We spent 10 minutes going on and on about which one of us should go to what group. Lord knows I didn't care at all. I did have the chance to work with both groups in the past. And rache was saying hello to reticence. She couldn't say no to the boys outright (she's such a lady) but I knew she wouldn't want to immerse himself in geeky boys' group. after an eon of futile and snotty deliberation, we finally decided: Rache in Nat's and me, unfortunately or otherwise - depending on my mood - in Raffy's group. It was grossly and unnecessarily stressful.
The lecture went on finally - after that oh-so-crucial point in our college lives. This time it went immaculately well. And Good Lord any self-respecting level-headed college student knows that MIS courses are generally vapid, pointless lectures, the kind that makes you want to throw random stuff at the teacher while he or she blabbers, just to make things interesting. In other words, it went quite interesting. Very surprising. I think we even discussed how to choose a project among many using tools- the NPV specifically. like Math. Like MIS can actually be interesting. I felt like that when the class finally ended. There is some good in the world after all.
And a bug bit me in the eye. It didn't leave any mark. But still, it was a BUG intruding in my physical existence. Wahaha! I even got to shout at a joke - despite it being the usual nerdy joke I hear on a daily basis (read: eyes-rolling but you laugh anyways). I went to the washroom hoping to wash my left eye. But another insect was there declaring my war with insectdom was not over yet. Cockcroach. I washed my eye fast and immediately jumped to the far far FAAAAR side of the washroom to assess my chances of beating The Evil Croach. Convinced that I wouldn't be able to kill the croach, I ran out of the washroom fast! I should really be awarded for that. I went to the classroom and prepared to leave for home.
But the heavens were a pain! It was pouring down hard. Flashes and Roars seemed like gods mocking us for not bringing umbrellas. But what choice did we poor peasants have? We got into a tric, quite luckily considering it was very late at night.
I was dripping when I got off. And, after some serious running, I arrived at the train station. But it was already closed! I was getting murderous at this point. But it wouldn't be productive to entertain cruel thoughts on random people. I had to ride a jeep. I expected that usual deafening boom-boom sound and the gaudy red and blue faux strobe lights inside. I almost grabbed a woman's face on exiting the jeep, mistaking woman's face for the handle on the sides of the jeep.
Then I was in my neighborhood safe and sound after the second jeepney-ride home.
I still haven't taken a shower. I'm now in front of my PC trying to make sense of what just happened. What was the universe trying to say? Clearly, it was an extraordinary and almost unfortunate day.
And then at home. News. Cousin came. My alleged sister shoved the bedroom door declaring her best feelings. Cousin left and didn't plan to comeback. Some more telenovela effects. And then she was like "Oh he left. I thought he'd be staying the night?". Some load of shit eh?
death by free time
I think I'm beginning to like my Philo class and er.. Theo class. Haha! Let's just say I'm not theologically inclined. So that was a bit of a surprise for me.
4 and a half hours worth of free time before my Project Management class (be buying the book later or tomorrow). I should've gone home for a nap. Anyway, I've been with Celadon peeps for a while, with some friends or me eyes would've turned white. And now here, I'm at the Lib foyer, not exactly a fun place but it will do. I guess I'll eat and sleep some a wee bit later.
I got a class tomorrow from 2-5 pm. That's a Saturday. At last, an authentic first day of class in Supply Chain Mgt. Prolly be taught by one of those insecure fresh grad/yuppies who are willing to torment young uns who would prove smarter than them. Hekhekhek!
Oh, and a dinner with a family friend. The daughter's having her 18th birthday. I'm not sure if I'm going. I've had some form of burning desire to give his brother a quick smack on the head once before. Question for tomorrow would be to go or not to go - post that would-be first day Supply Chain Mgt class.
I should feed now. Tata.
4 and a half hours worth of free time before my Project Management class (be buying the book later or tomorrow). I should've gone home for a nap. Anyway, I've been with Celadon peeps for a while, with some friends or me eyes would've turned white. And now here, I'm at the Lib foyer, not exactly a fun place but it will do. I guess I'll eat and sleep some a wee bit later.
I got a class tomorrow from 2-5 pm. That's a Saturday. At last, an authentic first day of class in Supply Chain Mgt. Prolly be taught by one of those insecure fresh grad/yuppies who are willing to torment young uns who would prove smarter than them. Hekhekhek!
Oh, and a dinner with a family friend. The daughter's having her 18th birthday. I'm not sure if I'm going. I've had some form of burning desire to give his brother a quick smack on the head once before. Question for tomorrow would be to go or not to go - post that would-be first day Supply Chain Mgt class.
I should feed now. Tata.
Monday, June 20, 2005
happiness and virtue
I still have some 5 pages to read for my ethics class tomorrow.
I re-read the first 33 pages and discovered that I didn't quite understand the last few pages. Well I was dozing off last Wednesday. Anyway, Nicomachean Ethics (Aristotle) is actually a good read- you get to see the separation inherent in the thought of Being and Mind and his objection against idealism - but it's excessively looooong. Father David assigned the first two chapters for tomorrow - up until page 53. That means 5 more pages. I guess I'll just read them tomorrow after my Theo class.
I still want some more design for my blog but I think this is okay. I'm really getting into this CSS stuff! At least that'd be some form of *ahem* healthy vice.
She's totally mysterious. Something about her is just mystifying. This is not romance mind you. Her eyes seem old, so full of crucial things to say. But she seems like she doesn't want to share it. I was waiting for a tric when she looked at me, those wise and lonely pair of eyes. They weren't condescending unlike most smart girls'.
Anyway, enough weird observations. I'm very excited about practicing for the first GA. I think we're doing the Gwen Stefanie. Hopefully this won't turn into a social suicide. Haha!
I re-read the first 33 pages and discovered that I didn't quite understand the last few pages. Well I was dozing off last Wednesday. Anyway, Nicomachean Ethics (Aristotle) is actually a good read- you get to see the separation inherent in the thought of Being and Mind and his objection against idealism - but it's excessively looooong. Father David assigned the first two chapters for tomorrow - up until page 53. That means 5 more pages. I guess I'll just read them tomorrow after my Theo class.
I still want some more design for my blog but I think this is okay. I'm really getting into this CSS stuff! At least that'd be some form of *ahem* healthy vice.
She's totally mysterious. Something about her is just mystifying. This is not romance mind you. Her eyes seem old, so full of crucial things to say. But she seems like she doesn't want to share it. I was waiting for a tric when she looked at me, those wise and lonely pair of eyes. They weren't condescending unlike most smart girls'.
Anyway, enough weird observations. I'm very excited about practicing for the first GA. I think we're doing the Gwen Stefanie. Hopefully this won't turn into a social suicide. Haha!
Saturday, June 18, 2005
tweaking and frustrations
Arggh!!! I still haven't figured out how to totally redesign my entire blog! I already have added links and a picture- but that's about it! I want to have the matrix picture at the top but I still haven't figured how.
Whew! Anyway, I guess I should read some more blogging techies. I find it quite fun to learn all these blogging shitness.
Dinner later with Highschool buddies but I'd be coming home earlier than usual. Hate to listen to them blabber anyway. I just don't feel like doing that later.
I wasn't able to attend the Formsem! Gosh! I already told Daph that I'm sure to attend it. Anyway, I guess I'll just have to schedule a meeting with the org's president.
Crap! I want a good design!!! Help!!!
Whew! Anyway, I guess I should read some more blogging techies. I find it quite fun to learn all these blogging shitness.
Dinner later with Highschool buddies but I'd be coming home earlier than usual. Hate to listen to them blabber anyway. I just don't feel like doing that later.
I wasn't able to attend the Formsem! Gosh! I already told Daph that I'm sure to attend it. Anyway, I guess I'll just have to schedule a meeting with the org's president.
Crap! I want a good design!!! Help!!!
Friday, June 17, 2005
first blog entry
At last I'm free!
Once upon a time I was this quintessential introvert who hid himself deep down under his skin, defending himself from what he deemed as the mad mad world. But finally after 2 years of college, he doesn't care anymore. Haha!
So now, formal entry...
I just had the first three days of my final year in college. It's nice to see Ateneo again after the two months I spent working in a bank. I was really excited last Tuesday about going to school the following day! Yep, I spent the entire day on Tuesday doing the final touches on my deliverable for the bank, so my real first day was Wednesday.
Teachers seemed to be okay - I'd like to think they WILL be nice. We'll see.. Anyway it was refreshing to see familiar faces after 2 months worth of grueling OJT; friends and acquaintances, even teachers gave me a feeling of somehow being at home.
Hmm. New teachers. Luis David, Raul Rodrigues, Vene Rallonza. They all seem very promising except that the first one seems to be expecting a lot from students, including, according to some second-hand info, a knee-high compilation of readings. Good luck to me. He seems very unattached. Rallonza seems very err.. scatter-brain. Well, I mean she teaches but she tends to drift away from the topic to some headlines on some dailies. But she seems very refreshing. I think she values real independent thinking- unlike Dacanay, and all those teachers who want students to parrot the readings... Pay no heed as these observations resulted from a 3-day schmaltz in my would-be final year in college!
Be having a formsem tom for Celadon... 8 am. So 'til next time!
Once upon a time I was this quintessential introvert who hid himself deep down under his skin, defending himself from what he deemed as the mad mad world. But finally after 2 years of college, he doesn't care anymore. Haha!
So now, formal entry...
I just had the first three days of my final year in college. It's nice to see Ateneo again after the two months I spent working in a bank. I was really excited last Tuesday about going to school the following day! Yep, I spent the entire day on Tuesday doing the final touches on my deliverable for the bank, so my real first day was Wednesday.
Teachers seemed to be okay - I'd like to think they WILL be nice. We'll see.. Anyway it was refreshing to see familiar faces after 2 months worth of grueling OJT; friends and acquaintances, even teachers gave me a feeling of somehow being at home.
Hmm. New teachers. Luis David, Raul Rodrigues, Vene Rallonza. They all seem very promising except that the first one seems to be expecting a lot from students, including, according to some second-hand info, a knee-high compilation of readings. Good luck to me. He seems very unattached. Rallonza seems very err.. scatter-brain. Well, I mean she teaches but she tends to drift away from the topic to some headlines on some dailies. But she seems very refreshing. I think she values real independent thinking- unlike Dacanay, and all those teachers who want students to parrot the readings... Pay no heed as these observations resulted from a 3-day schmaltz in my would-be final year in college!
Be having a formsem tom for Celadon... 8 am. So 'til next time!
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