I Don't Have the WRITE stuff... So what?!

I have this marvelous professor who broadcasted in our class the "stupid" thing I've written on an essay, which I consider as a mere "honest mistake" on my part.

We've been assigned to work on an essay about the testimonial program that we watched Tuesday last week. The program was for the newly appointed Supreme Court Chief Justice, who is a graduate of our university. The stupid part, he said, was when I wrote "when the Justice took over the podium, the audience couldn't help but offer a standing ovation". He said it was plain stupid to write that sentence because it wasn't, after all, a standing ovation. Standing ovations are for performances only, I remembered him saying. He added that it is a duty of people to stand-up whenever a Justice is about to give a talk as a sign of respect. I didn't know that. I even laughed at myself because it goes to show that I can be too ignorant at some things. I admit my face turned red because of shame during the time he was criticizing my paper in front of all my classmates. All I could do was smile. Now I know that standing ovations are for performances only. No more like that in my future writings. hehe.

Truthfully, I don't hold grudge against what he said, after all, all he said was true. But I think I got a problem with the way he said it.

If only you were there, you'll probably think that he wasn't capable of giving constructive criticisms. He knows how to hit a nerve and he's really good at it. He has no regard for people's feelings. I'm not the only one who could and would affirm to that. Well, here's my conclusion: I believe he's just insecure. I have this feeling that he thinks too highly of himself, regards his skills superior but feels that his accomplishments are too little or of mediocre quality. You're good sir, but certainly not the best.

Sir, I will become a good writer. I'll be bigger than what you've managed to become. Or if my stupidity won't allow me to become a good writer, then I'll just avoid being someone like you. That, for me, is an accomplishment I could be really proud of.

About The Caracol 2006

This year's Caracol which was held again in Ayala, Makati, was a success! Almost twenty contenders fought with each other to win a prize money that ranges from 20,000 - 30,000 in Philippine Peso. I want to congratulate my High School Alma Mater, General Pio Del Pilar National High School, for winning first place in the High School Level competition. I think Pio's performance wasn't really that impressive unlike from its performances in the previous years. But it was only Pio's performance I've been able to witness that day so I can conclude that the performances from the other schools were already of mediocre quality. Maybe yes, maybe no. Even their costume wasn't worthy of second look because it's really simple (but I so adored the nemo stuff toy worn like a hand puppet) and can't be considered a stand-out. But then again, the costume was only given miniscule importance in the contest, manifested in the announced criteria for judging. So, what can I say, you did your best Pilarians and you got what you deserved! My school is now 30,000 pesos richer! The star of the night, however, wasn't my Alma Mater because the school that managed to be the over-all champion (the group which also won the first place in the Elementary division) are the students from the Maximo Estrella Elementary School. Yes, this year's champ wasn't from High School or College! Shame on you adults! LolZ!

The victors were then asked again to perform their dance and this time, only a few audiences left so I've managed to watch them in full view. Their dance moves were not extremely awesome, but they were cute enough to make the jurors smile... and give them the two thumbs up or the 5 gold stars.

Don't worry Pilarians, let's give it to them this time. At least it wasn't UMAK again, right? I don't like some part of history repeating itself kasi eh.. haha!

Last Leaf

dahan dahan bumabagsak
pasaliwa't umiikot
kamay na namamaalam
dahil lupa ang iyong langit

kung napigtal ka't humiwalay
hangin ba ang sakim
na nagbigay daan upang bumigay
ang mahina kong tangkay?

o kusa kang umalis
lumaya sa pagkakahawak
ng isang punong umiibig
sa nag-iisang dahon na mayroon siya

nakakatayo ang puno
mawala man bunga at mga dahon
ngunit sa pag-iisa, hindi mawawala
ang pagnanais na magbigay halaga

walang hanggang paghihintay sa bukas
darating pa ang dahong muling makakasama

better education daw oh...

I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration
from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind;
yet, strange, I am ungrateful to these teachers.


-- Kahlil Gibran

ang aking kabastusan, bow...


siguro nga, naging bastos ako nung kunin ko sa ibabaw ng mesa ang aking test paper nang pabigla na may kasamang biglang talikod. Pero wala akong intensyong bastusin ka. Nung ipinaalam mo sa akin na nabastos ka sa aking ginawa, anong ginawa ko? Huminto ako at sinabing "I'm so sorry, Sir"

Anong ginawa mo? Pinahiya mo ako sa klase. Sinabi mo na bastos ako at walang modo, OO cge, tanggap ko. Sinabi mo na dinadala ko sa pamantasang iyon ang aking ugaling iskwater, oo cge, tatanggapin ko ulet. Sinabi mo na kahit pagsamahin ang uri ng edukasyon na nakamit ng aking mga magulang, hindi yaon maipapantay sa taas ng edukasyon na nakamtan mo.

Maaari ngang ganon, na mas marami kang alam. Pero nagpapasalamat pa rin ako at hindi naging katulad mo ang aking ama at ina. My parents never allowed their selves to look down on people. We need education to learn not to look up to people, after we've achieved that, the next step is to get more education so we won't look down on people. You need to be further educated, Sir. Sana hindi lang punctuations, grammar or spelling ang kaya nyong i-correct, sana pati ung mga maling gawi nyo, tulad ng pananakit ng damdamin at pag-apak sa pagkatao ng iba.

Hindi kita sinagot, dehil personal kang umatake. May posibilidad na ibagsak mo ako sa klase, kasi nga, hindi ka isang propesyonal. Hindi mo matatanggap na mali ang ginawa mo.

Self-righteous asshole.

Pinagmukha mo man akong kawawa, doon lang yon sa loob ng silid na yon at sa mga oras din lang na yon. Eh ikaw?

Respeto? Don't ask for things you really don't deserve.

getting mushy again...

** Sometimes life can be a burden
Tryna stay one step ahead
I feel the world upon my shoulder each time
I'm standing out on the edge
And my hopes have all deserted me
Like they washed away in the sand
And it's hurting my pride
Tryna survive
But i know i stand a chance


Too much drama in my life right now. I used to laugh at them back then, thinking that being in too complicated situations are phases in our lives that we just need to get through, and after that, we'll emerge always stronger than before. Now, I still laugh at them but because of a different reason - I can't do anything anymore but laugh. Do my problems have already gotten inside my head and I've already gone crazy? I don't think so. I laugh because I know that worrying won't help me get through the rough times. Laughing could help. The problem is, what if there's no more reason to laugh? What if the reasons not to lose sanity are nowhere to be found, unavailable at the exact moments you badly need them? I've been there and it's not good being there. It's like being in a place where everybody seemed familiar but none of them actually knew you. I'm not trying to sound pessimistic but we've got to admit, only a few in this world knows how to really care or give love unconditionally. You can't even expect people to be kind. This just means that laughing is a cheap source of stress reliever but the store where you could get it from had limited stocks. If you are still capable of laughing, that means you know there's still hope.

Whoever and whatever you are, I know you've hoped or currently hoping for something. You can't deny the fact that you've wished or prayed and waited for something to arrive in your life to have. I realized that it is hope that keeps our sanity alive. People who went crazy deprived themselves with hope or maybe, somebody deprived him of it. You never have to ran out of hope because it is true that the best things in life are free and hope is one of them. You jcan acquire hope in many ways, one of which is strengthening your faith in God. But yeah, some people chose not to believe in Him so I better give the other means. Learning to love people can give you hope because when they show their appreciation to what you can give, it could inspire you and it gives you hope. This means that the more people you love, the better chance of not losing hope.

** When you lay your hands
Oh yeah
'coz it's the only thing I have that still makes sense

(Oh baby, when I'm calling out)
Give me love and affection,
Keep telling me, show me the way.
(Oh, if you see me falling down)
Lift me up from the shadows
Will you take me away to a better place?
(And when I'm in my darkest hour)
You're by my side, to turn the tide,
Until the suffering fades.
When life is getting me down,
getting me down, i'm close to defeat,
Come and lay ur hands on me.


That's the very reason why I consider myself strong. I have my source of hope, because I truly and unconditionally love some people... genuine people, people who really matter. One of them is *tooot* (hehe, still can't spill it, sorry) who is the reason I give my best in everything I do. The reason I fight and will fight til the last drop of my blood. With that person, I know I can reach the top without getting off my feet on the ground. I am a better person now because of *toooot*... I keep on getting better. I can laugh at even the most miserable problem there is, as long as I can feel that *tooot*'s just there, believing that I can do even the impossible. With *tooot*, there is no defeat, only another reason to rise again and give it another try.

You inspire me make my dreams come true because you are part of it. I love you so much. thank you for coming into my life and I HOPE you'll stay.

** [ lay your hands by simon webbe ]

isyu sa room: da boycott!

I believe I have offended a friend of mine when I told him that the content of the text message he disseminated regarding the issue of the supposed text brigade conspiracy among some of my classmates in PS0231 is a bit flawed. To that friend of mine, I'm sorry if I showed a sign of disapproval to your recent act. But believe me, I know that when you decided to do that, you only have the best intentions of showing your care and concern to the people who matter to you. It's just that this time, there had been a clash of principles... our principles. Let's just give this case a rest and move on to matters of greater importance -- the strengthening of our friendship.

The aforementioned issue has done enough damage to people's relationships so I believe it would be better for all people concerned to just drop the issue and go to the next phase of our lives. This is an easy job for people who have a considerable level of maturity but will be hard for some who are always seeking revenge for their wounded pride. Situations like this one are given to us so we can learn from it, but if you choose to ignore the message then you will have to learn your lessons the hard way. I'm not trying to dictate people what to do, I'm only suggesting options that would benefit the majority. My proposition can be disregarded with no adverse effect on me; the same is not true in somebody else's case.

same old stories...

[ 6 on 2006 ]

Can you believe it? Only 6 out of the 30+ plus students of PS0231 were present today! Regular classes were supposed to resume on this day after the 2-week long holiday vacation. I guess my classmates needed an extension of 2 more days to pave way for rest, after all, 2 weeks of enjoyment is quite exhausting. Well, our professors believed (it is indeed apparent) that the absences were anything but coincidence, in short, there had been a text brigade.

I didn't receive a message that contained the boycott proposal, but I know that even if I did, I'm pretty much sure that I'm not of the people who would cooperate. Not because I'm a killjoy or I'm the type who spoils great plans like this one, it is just for the reason that Mrs. Reyes already reminded me that my chronic tardiness and absenteeism in her Political Analysis class might lead to a miserable grade of 5 at the end of this semester. She actually managed to scare me with that reminder.

[ Write Another Speech ]

Speech!! Another speech!! I can still feel the embarassment brought about by the way I performed a speech in our speech class the last time yet another nerve-wrecking speech is needed to be written again for our public speaking class. Aargh! The thought of being on a stage once again is already bringing me the shakes how much more when it's already my turn to speak? This stage fright is killing me... Ok, maybe if I could write something so good to the ears they wouldn't bother to look at my facial expressions anymore. Hay nako, bahala na nga.. kaya ko to, kaya ko to... hehe.