I had a great Thursday afternoon! Actually it was a good Thursday afternoon for the entire Thomasian community...
After 7 years of being deprived the championship game, the UST Growling Tigers finally made it into the finals against the Ateneo Blue Eagles... I know that they deserve it... they have worked hard for it...
What's great was that I was there! The 250 pesos I splurged on the lower box tickets were worth it! It was fantastic!! I still can't stop talking about it! I do hope I get tickets from my tito for Game 1 on Sunday... if not I'm definitely watching on Thursday!
I salute the Tigers for doing so well... I just remembered the lead of the Libre tabloid last Thursday which said that: "The UST Growling Tigers are not where we expected them to be. They are in the finals."
I have never been this excited about basketball before! I have faith that they would give it their all this time! Go Growling Tigers! Go USTe!
I received this text message from a friend of my last night:
"Heroes are made, not born. And this time, a young team proved that they are HEROES in the making... a team ignored by many... a team unexpected to RISE... a team with HIDDEN CLAWS... a team that is destined to GROWL ONCE MORE. It's OUR TEAM. We're on for the Championship!"
No matter what other people say it is for the pride of our school... it unites the student body in a way I can not even explain... call it shallow or whatever... it is pretty much what it still is. A victory...
Now I move on to the second part of my entry... Veronica Mars... I love this show, there isn't anything like it... I just loved this dialogue between Logan and Veronica... I love them together (more than Duncan and Veronica)...
Logan: I thought our story was epic, you know? You and me.
Veronica: Epic how?
Logan: Spanning years, and continents. Lives ruined and blood shed. Epic. But summer's almost here, and we won't see each other at all. And then you'll leave town, and then... it's over.
Veronica: Logan...
Logan: I'm sorry about last summer. You know, if I could do it over...
Veronica: Come on. Ruined lives? Bloodshed? You really think a relationship should be that hard?
Logan: No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.
I especially love the last line... I'm such a sucker for lines like those... only a few people can write songs about easy relationships... is it easier to write about all our heartaches because a lot of people experience it more? We never get tired of talking about our heartaches... I know I'm guilty of doing that... I wonder why that is the case...
No one writes songs about the ones that come easy...
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
I Don't Even Know What To Write About Anymore
I miss writing... I miss being productive through writing... okay this is totally lame since I just finished the cause and effect essay for my English class this afternoon and I know that counts as writing but those sort of things are academic of nature...
I miss writing about things that I love to talk about... love, friendship, the world around me, my observations, my obsessions, my quirky thoughts on everything! I haven't written a poem for months already... words are bleeding through my ears yet I don't seem to have the time to organize them all even my school papers are scattered here at home! I do not even have time for that... it is funny how I still find time for this... probably because this is my last link to my kind of writing... free writing... whatever...
I'm in a good mood tonight... tired but in a good mood because we can finally conduct our interview for our Filipino class... that thing has been bothering me for quite some time and we had a major glitch this morning but through the wonders of Mayi and Parpie everything is okay now and we can conduct the interview tomorrow... projects do really haunt you everyday don't they? Nikki (not me but my friend) is definitely right about that statement...
Now I don't know what to say... this entries title is right... I don't even know what to write about anymore... school's been draining me recently... blah... but I really can't complain though... at least I'm still living... see I am definitely in a good mood... a total 180 degree turn from my last miserable entry... just went through something crappy at that time but I am no longer wasting my energy on that... life's simply too short and beautiful to be wasted on stuff like that.
I miss writing about things that I love to talk about... love, friendship, the world around me, my observations, my obsessions, my quirky thoughts on everything! I haven't written a poem for months already... words are bleeding through my ears yet I don't seem to have the time to organize them all even my school papers are scattered here at home! I do not even have time for that... it is funny how I still find time for this... probably because this is my last link to my kind of writing... free writing... whatever...
I'm in a good mood tonight... tired but in a good mood because we can finally conduct our interview for our Filipino class... that thing has been bothering me for quite some time and we had a major glitch this morning but through the wonders of Mayi and Parpie everything is okay now and we can conduct the interview tomorrow... projects do really haunt you everyday don't they? Nikki (not me but my friend) is definitely right about that statement...
Now I don't know what to say... this entries title is right... I don't even know what to write about anymore... school's been draining me recently... blah... but I really can't complain though... at least I'm still living... see I am definitely in a good mood... a total 180 degree turn from my last miserable entry... just went through something crappy at that time but I am no longer wasting my energy on that... life's simply too short and beautiful to be wasted on stuff like that.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Dettach The Attachment
Physical attachment is a painful thing so emotional attachment must be harder to deal with right? I don't get why we get so attached towards various things and people. We justify by saying that things have memories and sentimental values. CRAP. Then we shouldn't throw out other things in the process because they might have "sentimental value" as well... whatever.
Okay... it is probably obvious that I am pissed off at the moment and I just can't hide that fact anymore... I'm more mad at myself than anyone else to be honest. Because I am one of those sentimental people. Really is a bunch of crap... I can't seem to figure out attachment. I hate it. How easy it sticks yet how hard it is to let it go... crap, crap crap... everything just feels like crap at this moment. ARGH! Whatever...
I have an inner war going on inside of me between my pragmatic self and the dreamer and things are starting to get ugly... it is hard to feel miserable especially when you're trying to look for good things to look forward to. And to be honest being miserable is winning inside me at the moment. I hate feeling this way to be honest. I'm very optimistic but once all my supposed happiness gets shattered I do tend to be very hard on myself.
I know that the only way to somehow forget about this is to be productive yet I can't think of anything else... can I have some sort of selective amnesia thing... okay too much to wish for and I am careful with what I wish for...
It is official I feel like shit because not even the song "A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes" from Cinderella is NOT making me feel any better... I need to seriously dettach myself...
Okay... it is probably obvious that I am pissed off at the moment and I just can't hide that fact anymore... I'm more mad at myself than anyone else to be honest. Because I am one of those sentimental people. Really is a bunch of crap... I can't seem to figure out attachment. I hate it. How easy it sticks yet how hard it is to let it go... crap, crap crap... everything just feels like crap at this moment. ARGH! Whatever...
I have an inner war going on inside of me between my pragmatic self and the dreamer and things are starting to get ugly... it is hard to feel miserable especially when you're trying to look for good things to look forward to. And to be honest being miserable is winning inside me at the moment. I hate feeling this way to be honest. I'm very optimistic but once all my supposed happiness gets shattered I do tend to be very hard on myself.
I know that the only way to somehow forget about this is to be productive yet I can't think of anything else... can I have some sort of selective amnesia thing... okay too much to wish for and I am careful with what I wish for...
It is official I feel like shit because not even the song "A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes" from Cinderella is NOT making me feel any better... I need to seriously dettach myself...
Monday, September 04, 2006
"I CAN LIVE INSIDE MY HEAD..."
I'm playing it over and over and over again... I'm talking about the song "On My Own" and "A Little Fall Of Rain" from the musical "Les Miserables"... add "Waiting In Vain" by Annie Lenox and Bamboo's cover of that same song... speaking of covers I love Fall Out Boy's cover of "So Sick" by Ne-Yo...
I have turned into a sap again... this may have been triggered by watching the 1o year anniversary production of UST Mediartrix entitled "2 D Max"... it reminded me of their Les Miserables production last year. Rembert lost 2 hours off his class time by watching this with me, he asked me to join him though! HEHE I'm turning defensive I know...
Like this entry's title suggests, taken from the lyrics of "On My Own" by the way... I am living inside my head at the moment... I guess I'm just feeling a bit sentimental that's all... a little lonely perhaps... pent up emotions are starting to get the best of me... still pining for something probably... something that doesn't belong to me. Did I just rhyme all of that??
Anyway, I apologize for any confusion this may cause. I am letting my heart lead this entry... behind each song up there is a common theme: MARTYRDOM... I'm not talking about risking one's life for the sake of the country or religion. I'm talking about something a little bit more local... the martyr in all of us... the martyrs of love...
There are so many of us in this world. Yes I am definitely a martyr... probably the reason why I'm still single but that's another story. I don't have a big cause. I did not give myself up for a cause that would rock the entire planet. But I do give myself up for a cause that shakes MY entire world. The cause which involves my own heart.
This heart of mine has been shielded ever since out of the fear of getting hurt yet somehow through the recesses there would always be someone who would be able to get through and then they would never leave again. That brings me both happiness and then followed by the shadow of melancholy for the words left unsaid and the unpursued actions...
I'm a martyr in the sense that as long as they are happy I try to be as well... I put their emotions before mine. Not wanting to cause turmoil even if I'm already experiencing an inner war... I live through the small gestures and looks that sustain that feeling in me. I see all of it as acts of love even though it may be through my ownperspective only...
I'm a martyr because I'll never confess... okay that probably just makes me stupid but out of the fear of destroying what is already there I'd rather not speak, especially when there is so much at stake.
It gets hard to bear believe me especially since martyrs are never heard of... what I mean is that because we are martyrs then we'd rather not speak of anything regarding it but when we do it would always seem that others would always be first. That's the root of martyrdom isn't it? Then I must be in over my head... it' s hard and I'm having one of the hard to bear days at the moment so that doesn't help...
I just live inside my head, my heart, my soul... will someone ever save this martyr from herself???
I have turned into a sap again... this may have been triggered by watching the 1o year anniversary production of UST Mediartrix entitled "2 D Max"... it reminded me of their Les Miserables production last year. Rembert lost 2 hours off his class time by watching this with me, he asked me to join him though! HEHE I'm turning defensive I know...
Like this entry's title suggests, taken from the lyrics of "On My Own" by the way... I am living inside my head at the moment... I guess I'm just feeling a bit sentimental that's all... a little lonely perhaps... pent up emotions are starting to get the best of me... still pining for something probably... something that doesn't belong to me. Did I just rhyme all of that??
Anyway, I apologize for any confusion this may cause. I am letting my heart lead this entry... behind each song up there is a common theme: MARTYRDOM... I'm not talking about risking one's life for the sake of the country or religion. I'm talking about something a little bit more local... the martyr in all of us... the martyrs of love...
There are so many of us in this world. Yes I am definitely a martyr... probably the reason why I'm still single but that's another story. I don't have a big cause. I did not give myself up for a cause that would rock the entire planet. But I do give myself up for a cause that shakes MY entire world. The cause which involves my own heart.
This heart of mine has been shielded ever since out of the fear of getting hurt yet somehow through the recesses there would always be someone who would be able to get through and then they would never leave again. That brings me both happiness and then followed by the shadow of melancholy for the words left unsaid and the unpursued actions...
I'm a martyr in the sense that as long as they are happy I try to be as well... I put their emotions before mine. Not wanting to cause turmoil even if I'm already experiencing an inner war... I live through the small gestures and looks that sustain that feeling in me. I see all of it as acts of love even though it may be through my ownperspective only...
I'm a martyr because I'll never confess... okay that probably just makes me stupid but out of the fear of destroying what is already there I'd rather not speak, especially when there is so much at stake.
It gets hard to bear believe me especially since martyrs are never heard of... what I mean is that because we are martyrs then we'd rather not speak of anything regarding it but when we do it would always seem that others would always be first. That's the root of martyrdom isn't it? Then I must be in over my head... it' s hard and I'm having one of the hard to bear days at the moment so that doesn't help...
I just live inside my head, my heart, my soul... will someone ever save this martyr from herself???
Sunday, September 03, 2006
My Sur-"REAL" Life
Haven't blogged in awhile!!! I miss it!!! And I'm going to update everyone on my "real" life...
Last night I was at Saisaki in West Avenue celebrating Che-che's 18th birthday... we are growing old I tell you!!! And it was a lot of fun seeing my number one ladies after a long time... we weren't complete but at least we only lacked three people...
I just miss my high school gang... even our close guy friends were there... a little bit of my own heaven in a little room... good food... wonderful friends... I miss them so much...
My life today still consists mostly of my studies but at least for ONE day I was taken away from it... I wasn't at home the entire day from 8:30 in the morning until 4:45 and then I left again at 6 pm... talk about hectic...
Anyway, I was out of the house at 8:30 because our Filipino professor had us watch this play entitled "Walang Himala" at PETA somewhere in E. Rodriguez, Quezon City... an excellent play about the Filipino people before, after and during the Marcos Regime... if you have time go see it... I think they are still showing it today and next weekend... not really sure...
And then I headed to SM North with Pia to buy Che's gift... funny story on our way to SM... she was also watching the play I was and from E. Rod we rode a jeep going back to Welcome to ride another one to SM... those who know that area get what I mean... and somewhere in E. Rod there was this really cute guy (meaning my type... a bit tall, maputi, a bit mestizo, CUTE! HAHA a plus was that he was wearing glasses... really really cute...) who was with this girl and I really did not tell Pia at first but later on she was just laughing at me... anyway we got off a bit early in Welcome and when the jeep forwarded a bit I saw that they got off as well... and then they were also waiting for another ride... Pia and I moved a bit farther from them and then I saw them ride a Proj 6 jeep where I suddenly had the idea that they were going to SM... anyway... while Pia and I were in another jeep on the way to SM... the jeep that passed us in the right side I saw the guy again as he looked out! I just told Pia, "Tama ba yung nakita ko?" (Am I seeing clearly?) And Pia was just laughing... and then in SM after we met up with Lance... on our way to National we saw the guy again!!! Pia was just laughing saying... "Sinusundan ka ata..." (He's following you) and I was just happy and ecstatic and kilig HAHA... nothing else happened really I'm just happy with the coincidence that's all... I'm so shallow I know...
Anyway... here are the pics from last night...
Last night I was at Saisaki in West Avenue celebrating Che-che's 18th birthday... we are growing old I tell you!!! And it was a lot of fun seeing my number one ladies after a long time... we weren't complete but at least we only lacked three people...
I just miss my high school gang... even our close guy friends were there... a little bit of my own heaven in a little room... good food... wonderful friends... I miss them so much...
My life today still consists mostly of my studies but at least for ONE day I was taken away from it... I wasn't at home the entire day from 8:30 in the morning until 4:45 and then I left again at 6 pm... talk about hectic...
Anyway, I was out of the house at 8:30 because our Filipino professor had us watch this play entitled "Walang Himala" at PETA somewhere in E. Rodriguez, Quezon City... an excellent play about the Filipino people before, after and during the Marcos Regime... if you have time go see it... I think they are still showing it today and next weekend... not really sure...
And then I headed to SM North with Pia to buy Che's gift... funny story on our way to SM... she was also watching the play I was and from E. Rod we rode a jeep going back to Welcome to ride another one to SM... those who know that area get what I mean... and somewhere in E. Rod there was this really cute guy (meaning my type... a bit tall, maputi, a bit mestizo, CUTE! HAHA a plus was that he was wearing glasses... really really cute...) who was with this girl and I really did not tell Pia at first but later on she was just laughing at me... anyway we got off a bit early in Welcome and when the jeep forwarded a bit I saw that they got off as well... and then they were also waiting for another ride... Pia and I moved a bit farther from them and then I saw them ride a Proj 6 jeep where I suddenly had the idea that they were going to SM... anyway... while Pia and I were in another jeep on the way to SM... the jeep that passed us in the right side I saw the guy again as he looked out! I just told Pia, "Tama ba yung nakita ko?" (Am I seeing clearly?) And Pia was just laughing... and then in SM after we met up with Lance... on our way to National we saw the guy again!!! Pia was just laughing saying... "Sinusundan ka ata..." (He's following you) and I was just happy and ecstatic and kilig HAHA... nothing else happened really I'm just happy with the coincidence that's all... I'm so shallow I know...
Anyway... here are the pics from last night...
With Ria, my other best friend... thank you again for the gift... loved it...
Pia, Raymond!!!, Me-mae
Mae, Lance, Anntots, Ion... they look like they had too much to drink, although alcohol wasn't even served... HAHAHA
With the Birthday Girl... Che... pretty ladies!!!
Me & Pchan!!!!
I was used as an arm rest!!! Thanks Raymond... from bottom left to top right: me, Pia, Che, Raymond, Ramon, Jiro, Richard
Here's to the best of friends... Pchan & Che...
Me-mae
One of the guys??? Pchan said so... HEHE
Party People!! And the exhausted host!!
More Party People!!! Ria, Jolo, moi, Pchan
How most of the night went... look at Ion! HAHA
The most wonderful people in the world!!!
Then they went crazy.... HAHA
Ang tatlong Maria... bow...
Our Little Reunion...
Thanks for everything... friends forever...
Pretty ladies... Anntots, Ion...
That's all folks...
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