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I regret writing about some PBB Teen Edition stuff a few months ago. Most of my hits nowadays are people searching for Mikee, or Kim, or Gerald, and similar keywords (or any combination of the said keywords).

Buti na lang hindi flooders/spammers yung mga dumarating.

I bet na some of these guys, once they see my blog and recognize it as a personal one, aalis agad without even reading (except some of the PBB posts, I guess).

Is there a feature to block specific search strings from making my blog pop up in search engines? I’ve had it with my blog being a tsismis area, where people are looking for posts about Kim and Gerald’s relationship status.

On a lighter note. This is the 400th entry in my blog! Well, including the missing ones. But still, 400th! Yey! Hahaha.

Went to Mcdo Katipunan yesterday to pick up Vince’s palancas.

Met a lot of highschool friends during my stay. Putek! Nakakamiss.

Ended up with Kate and Jordan in the evening. Nag-usap kami tungkol sa mga buhay namin ngayon. Kate’s in UST, Jordan’s in DLSU, and I’m in UP. Nakabonding na rin namin ng saglit si Edward na ngayo’y nasa Ateneo.

Ang daming iba’t ibang kuwento. Parang kung may weird kuwento yung isa, may pangtapat din na weird kuwentos yung iba.

Pero still, magkakaibang unibersidad.

It’s like we’re in very different sets in a venn diagram, and Mcdo is the big intersection.

For that day… MCDO = UP ∩ ADMU ∩ DLSU ∩ UST

Pray for my dear brother Vince for his Days With the Lord weekend starts today.

Jess bless, everyone. :)

This morning, our teacher asked us what a pagoda was, based on our readings. We were given 10 seconds to write our answers on a piece of paper.

Easy?

Nah.

There was a catch: If you answered incorrectly, she’ll mark you absent for the day, ask you to leave the classroom and try to look up the correct answer somewhere. It’s up to you if you’d want to come back for the discussion.

After the 10 plus a few more seconds that she gave us, she quickly collected the papers, began reading them, and started to separate the papers into two piles: the ones who were able to get the correct answers, and the ones who weren’t able to.

Eventually she stumbled upon my piece of paper, held it up, stared at it for a while, separated it from the rest, and let out a soft, “hmmm… I’ll think about it.”

Afterwards, she called out the names of the people who got the answer correctly.

She didn’t mention my name…

Then she picked up my half a sheet of yellow pad and told me to be more specific in my answer. If I were to get the correct and more specific answer, she won’t mark me as absent for the day.

But she still sent me out, along with the others. :p

So we (the exiled ones) walked downstairs to the CAL library to begin our search. When we reached the library, the others halted by the door. Turns I was one of the only two people who has a library card, so the others ended up depending on me to look for the answer. I then entered the library and immediately looked for the dictionary. I found it and began the painstaking task of copying the very long definition of what a pagoda is. I even drew a small sketch of how I perceived the pagodas. I went out, shared the definition to the others, and discussed it with my classmates. Being the non-rebel freshies we are, we decided to come back to our classroom.

When we got back up in our room, the prof asked me what a pagoda was.

“A Far Eastern structure…. (blah blah blah)… for pious or religious or political purpose… (more blah blah blahs)… etc etc…”

After reading the dictionary definition, she asked me,

“So who were they for?”

“Ummmm.. Important people? The kings, emperors, political people?”

She turned to the class and asked…

“Who were they for, class? They were for BUDDHA.”

And then I silently read my initial answer.

“Pagoda - temple-like buildings built for certain people.”

I then realized which part needed more clarification.

“… for certain people.”

I gave her my piece of paper, with the newly written definition and the ever-so-cute pagoda sketch.

“Oh, nice drawing!”

I was lifted up a bit by her sense of humor (no sarcasm here), but still, there was the disappointment of not getting the correct answer.

The only problem now is I don’t know if I had been marked absent or not.

But something tells me to just not care at all.

Kas 1 lesson this morning was amazing. We learned a new Pinanggalingan ng Filipino theory, and napa-wow kami. Hahaha.

Proud to be Austronesian!

In creative writing, you must pay attention even to the smallest details. The details are the ones that set or create the effect that you want your readers to perceive.

I need to keep that in mind.

‘Yun nga, sabi ko nga I’m loving my class, pero natatakot lang sa requirements. Prof. Yap encourages a lot of class participation. Sobrang fruitful din ng discussions kasi in what you are saying…

…you have to have a point

Kaya walang mga comments or hirit na walang kuwenta, kasi alam nilang iteterrorize sila ni Prof. So rather than us making malabo or irrelevant comments, we end up thinking before we speak. Kasi talagang mapapahiya ka kung walang kuwenta yung sasabihin mo.

And the class, somehow, is getting a bit more bonded. Little open discussions about the previous readings are starting to become a trend in the morning. Bakit ba? Nalabuan kami eh. Naghahanap na lang ng kapwa nalabuan. At kung may nakagets man, tanungan. And isnaban is becoming a rarity. Kung may makasalubong kang CW10 classmate sa hallways/kalsada/manong ice cream, hello at kaunting pag-uusap agad ang mangyayari.

Natatakot lang talaga ako sa requirements. :p I mean, I’m not that confident with my vocabulary. Sometimes I have a difficult time articulating. Most of the time, when I’m speaking, all of a sudden my mind becomes blank and wala akong masabi. Parang alam ko yung gusto kong sabihin, pero hindi ko maword-out (lalu na kapag english).

Feeling ko talaga kailangan ko ng mini-dictionary. ;p

I dunno. Except for the readings, and curriculums, and stuff, parang hindi pa rin ako pumapasok.

Papasok ako sa room, I’ll listen to someone talk, and after an hour and thirty minutes, I’ll look for people to hang out/study with.

Well, what’s weird is studying doesn’t feel like studying at all. I’m actually enjoying, lalo na sa mga pagsosolve at discussions namin sa Math 17.

Kas 1? I love my class. The teacher, my classmates, they’re all wonderful.

Ganun din sa Physics 10. Masaya ang mga kaklase at prof.. Actually nga may nabuo kaming munting samahan sa Physics 10: ako, Caloy, Colet, Patricia, Samantha.

Creative Writing 10, yung bonding namin ni Mon. Hindi pala ganoon ka-terror si Prof. I’m loving my class, pero yung requirements lang talaga yung nakakatakot.

Stat 114 is more like a block bonding. Wala lang. Sa mga pinapagawa ni Prof. (introductions, groupworks, mga utos), nagkakabonding kaming blockmates.Tapos diretso tambay with blockmates and UP Variates pagkatapos.

Pero… Feeling ko talaga by next week tatambakan na talaga ako ng gawain. Then magigising ako sa realization na nasa school na ako.

Pumapasok ka na, BA.

Scratch that! Hahaha. I’m having a hard time thinking of “creative stuff” to write, so I end up not writing anything at all.

And thus, the Creative Writing category is born.

“Wow, I feel so cultural today!”

Tumungo kami ng pamilya sa Manila kanina. Bakit nga ba? Nung tinanong ko yung nanay ko kung bakit, sabi niya ay dahil daw magkakasama kami ngayon, kaya dapat lubusin ang weekend nang magkakasama.

Awww… Hahaha.

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A while ago I met Mikee Lee of the Ateneo Highschool. Most of you would know him as one of ABS-CBN’s newest stars. I see him as an Atenean friend. Well, my brother’s close friend, actually.

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Prof. Yap instructed us to be more observant. From now on, I’ll try squeezing out more creative juices when I post blog entries so at least some entries would be worth reading. Rather than posting senseless rants and ramblings, I’d try my best to involve every reader.

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Visited the Ateneo High School this evening. Same places, same faces. Yeah, it was the same old high school. Except, of course, for the newly repainted walls and the redone landscapes and all the improvements. (Bitter? Hahaha).

A walk through the EDSA Walk gave Kenneth, Dan and I a weird feeling. Somehow, the place was different.

After seeing how big UP is, Ateneo High seemed very small.

The seemingly endless corridor of the EDSA Walk doesn’t seem to be as endless as it was. The end to end walk was very short, compared to the distance that we’re now walking everyday in school.

What made my EDSA walks longer this evening was not the distance of the walk itself, but the different distractions scattered all around. Org posters, teachers, students, and parents, both old and new. I was like a freshman looking all around the place, staring at the different things.

Every time I encounter someone or something familiar, I’d slow down and observe things or people that seem very familiar, but feel so new and so exotic as of the moment.

Well, that’s how a revisited home should feel, right? Once you have been immersed to a different area for a long time, home would feel very familiar yet very different. Sounds very oxymoronic, doesn’t it?

Familiar in the sense that you recall the things and places that you once claimed to be yours. You know the different places by heart. Walking the familiar ground gives you a sense of nostalgia and causes you to yearn to be in the past again.

But here comes the twist: all of a sudden everything becomes very different. The places that you once claimed to be yours have new inhabitants now. They now own the place, you don’t. And though they whole-heartedly accept you back, you would still feel very alienated. You then realize that things are different now. Somehow, the place isn’t yours anymore.

Eventually, in the future, there would come a time that things would end up being very different, causing them to become more exotic and alienating you more. But there would still be something, even if it’s just a little something, that would make you feel at home.

The locations? The people? The plants perhaps? I don’t know. But what I believe is, when ten years have passed and I come back to visit this place, even if things end up becoming very different, something would be reminding me that this place is home, and would always be.

“Free day” today. Literally dahil wednesday at walang pasok. At free, kasi andaming beses akong nalibre. Hahaha.

Una sa ABC (Alternative Block Class). May libreng pagkain care of Variates!

Tapos papuntang Katipunan. Yung jeep ni Mang Larry yung nasakyan namin. Ang sikat na sikat na Queen Georli jeep! Tapos nung nagbayad kami, ibinalik ba naman yung bayad sa amin! Sabi next time na lang daw, libre daw muna ngayon. Hahaha. Nakakahiya, pero ayaw niya talaga tanggapin yung bayad! Pero ayun, nagbonding kami.

Bagong kaibigan sa Mcdo. Pagdating sa Mcdo, nakasalubong ko si Icai, na pinakilala ako sa blockmate niya na si Burger, na nilibre ako ng ice cream on the spot! Hahaha. Ano ba yan.

Tapos dun sa kinain namin ni Tonico na Turbo Meal, may libreng Timezone games. And patungo pa naman kaming Gateway, kaya ayos! Hahaha.

Yung sapatos nga lang kanina yung hindi libre.

Pero still, fun yung araw na ito. Sinuwerte eh. ;)

Globe is spamming me with Cars picture messages once a week. It would’ve been okay (cute naman ang Cars eh), but they’re charging me an effing 20 bucks for every picture message received.

And I didn’t even sign up for this service!

I’ve been texting the word CHECK to 2802, to no avail. Globe is not replying! But when I send different keywords they reply with, “Sorry, we do not recognize that keyword. Please send CHECK to 2802 to see your current subscriptions.”

If this keeps up, I’m suing Globe

Este, tatawagan na lang. Hindi kaya ng powers ko mag-demanda.

Taken from 3D World Online

Recently purchased a pair of limited edition World Cup Brazil team Chuck Taylor sneakers.

<3

Ayos! Hahahaha.

Ahhhh.. The perks of a UP education… ANG DAMI MONG NATITIPID!!!