this whole 'unlimited' mania via network to network texting, serves not to unite and draw people closer. instead, it tends to divide the users and alienate those who are not of their kind. despite the obvious joys in being able to text till you drop, it's not too fun when you have the one sim that cannot be texted.
the whole point of dishing out this privilege is to encourage people to switch from their old sims to new ones. for a few measly pesos, a maintaining balance of P1, you get to text every entry in your phonebook (this is saying something as some phonebooks contain like 300 entries) for a day, 3 days or even a whole week- as long as they are of the same network. many of my friends instantly got hook, and went 'unli ako' , which by the way is really irritating. however, as one of the few who maintains a 'one-sim' policy only, this whole 'unli' thing is unfair!
maintaining the P1 balance is so crucial that 'unli' texters create a whole hubble of their own. they are sooo involved with their own 'unli' universe, connecting with other 'unli' people, that they totally forget other un-unli people exist. they seem to forget that the purpose of a phone is after all to connect and maintain relationships with other people, not alienate them and leave them- or their sims- out to rot.
the complete isolation that i experienced (i had no idea as to what was going on in the world- i only realized that something had happened, after it happened!) i was compelled to break my 'one-sim' policy. what use is your sim if nobody even dares send you a message for fear of losing their 'unli' privilege? as the adage goes, if you cant stop them, join them. now i have 3 different sims to suit the needs of the times. however, i dont like the consequences. right now, i have to switch from one sim to another almost at a frantic pace, and my phone is taking its toll. my friends and classmates do not know whether to text one number or another. i have lost contact with other people, even when i gained contact with the other. maintaining two sims with one phone is frustrating for both the owner and the company she keeps. and this is exactly what i did. i wished i never even bought another sim!
despite the perks and the ups i have had with my other sim (free text to all networks for 11 days!), i am glad that the unli frenzy is over. no more alienation, no more isolation, no more people feeling rejected. now its back to my original sim.
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Saturday, December 24, 2005
junior bliss and blues
now that i think about it, i'm a junior.
*silence
that's basically the train of thought that bothered/delighted/surprised me now that i have the time to actually do nothing.
so, for the sophies, freshies and those who are still below the junior line, some tidbits on the bliss and blues on being a junior:
bliss:
1. you get to lord your presence over people. seniors are still ahead of you in this department, but they pretty much let you have you way. training for your primadonna days to come..^^v
2. tardiness and absences privilege. contrary to popular beliefs, teachers are pretty lenient with your lateness and absences. see those upperclassmen strutting their stuff? they're actually late. but do they care?nooo000o...
3. pasang awa grades. teachers do have hearts. as juniors and seniors, they tend to pass you for the sake of passing. kakaawa naman rin pag nahulog ka pa sa minors mo for the nth time.
4. great schedules. for some, mind you. you do practically nothing. even in duty hours you get lots of free time (you coerce the younger years to do the job for you,ahihi)
5. daydreams. this is the year where you get to dream. remember the adage 'so near yet so far? holds true here. you'll start planning your future, even start networking and all. be careful, mind. dont count your chickens until they hatch.
and then some. ok for the flip side.
blues
1. pressure. yeah they still exist. double even. not only in the academic arena, but in the extracurricular activities as well. remember, you are the next in line for the leadership department in your college so most of the brunt of the work is bequethed to you and your lazy a$$. holds true for nursing students. pressure to study is definitely here
2. exam prospects. you get the jitters for the exams (i.e. board, CG..) this early. you see your seniors suffering and it actually transfers. no wonder the fashion statement for the juniors are racoon-eyes and saliva-crusted lips.
3. hypochondriac-syndrome. too much exposure and studying of diseases will cause you to manifest the symptoms. dont be surprise if you actually start suspecting that you have ulcer, cancer or are pregnant. its part of the job. hmm...are you???
not much blues neh?? actually i dont like to delve more into it.
see you in your junior years.
*silence
that's basically the train of thought that bothered/delighted/surprised me now that i have the time to actually do nothing.
so, for the sophies, freshies and those who are still below the junior line, some tidbits on the bliss and blues on being a junior:
bliss:
1. you get to lord your presence over people. seniors are still ahead of you in this department, but they pretty much let you have you way. training for your primadonna days to come..^^v
2. tardiness and absences privilege. contrary to popular beliefs, teachers are pretty lenient with your lateness and absences. see those upperclassmen strutting their stuff? they're actually late. but do they care?nooo000o...
3. pasang awa grades. teachers do have hearts. as juniors and seniors, they tend to pass you for the sake of passing. kakaawa naman rin pag nahulog ka pa sa minors mo for the nth time.
4. great schedules. for some, mind you. you do practically nothing. even in duty hours you get lots of free time (you coerce the younger years to do the job for you,ahihi)
5. daydreams. this is the year where you get to dream. remember the adage 'so near yet so far? holds true here. you'll start planning your future, even start networking and all. be careful, mind. dont count your chickens until they hatch.
and then some. ok for the flip side.
blues
1. pressure. yeah they still exist. double even. not only in the academic arena, but in the extracurricular activities as well. remember, you are the next in line for the leadership department in your college so most of the brunt of the work is bequethed to you and your lazy a$$. holds true for nursing students. pressure to study is definitely here
2. exam prospects. you get the jitters for the exams (i.e. board, CG..) this early. you see your seniors suffering and it actually transfers. no wonder the fashion statement for the juniors are racoon-eyes and saliva-crusted lips.
3. hypochondriac-syndrome. too much exposure and studying of diseases will cause you to manifest the symptoms. dont be surprise if you actually start suspecting that you have ulcer, cancer or are pregnant. its part of the job. hmm...are you???
not much blues neh?? actually i dont like to delve more into it.
see you in your junior years.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
blowing off steam pipol
long time.
yeah time. time is a luxury i dont have. well you could also include a computer, phone, home connection...gets?? cant indulge the habit. but i guess its not a habit unless you do it, like, everyday. blogging is definitely not a habit then. hobby?? sure. only i obsess about it sometimes, so its more than a hobby. obsession? its like always. i did say sometimes. *chucks the idea of blogging as a habit/hobby/obsession in the drawer of the things i can never figure out*
to start something is one thing. to continue on doing it is another. my attention span this days is approximately an hour and a half in classroom lectures, 30 minutes maximum in cloudy weather. hmmm, another case of attention deficit disorder. my point?? oooooohhhh look at the fancy graphics!!! cool, awesome! hey i wonder what would happen if i do this...???
guess you could call me lucky. 2 weeks...2 weeks of freedom from classes, and total boredom. after all vacation is a day where you do nothing for the whole day. 2 weeks of that and i am biting my toenails. the sleep is good, the rest and relaxation is better. but (yeah kill me now!) i miss the pressure and fun of school routine and work. it keeps the ol' think-tank busy (if i have one ahehehe). then there's the bread..the dough..the money. *intermission: throwing a tantrum...aaaahh i wanna get rich sooo badly!!!~
i am finally returning to my roots!! slam dunk reruns here i come. its good to look back to where you come from. ultimately they are the comforts that are constant in a world that changes every second. i cant keep up with the cost of living today, hence i miss out the comforts of today. im glad i have rukawa and micchy to cheer me up. oldies are always the goodies.
we won? my gosh we won? yeah, another fiesta down and BSN holds on to their title. i am actually proud *sheepish grin* you cant go on hating them when you're one of them right. its actually kind of nice to be here. so there ya go. another confession.
i wanna do something relevant, something significant and worthwhile. *cheese!!!its positively dripping with cheese!!*
whew! i needed that. till the next steam arrives...
yeah time. time is a luxury i dont have. well you could also include a computer, phone, home connection...gets?? cant indulge the habit. but i guess its not a habit unless you do it, like, everyday. blogging is definitely not a habit then. hobby?? sure. only i obsess about it sometimes, so its more than a hobby. obsession? its like always. i did say sometimes. *chucks the idea of blogging as a habit/hobby/obsession in the drawer of the things i can never figure out*
to start something is one thing. to continue on doing it is another. my attention span this days is approximately an hour and a half in classroom lectures, 30 minutes maximum in cloudy weather. hmmm, another case of attention deficit disorder. my point?? oooooohhhh look at the fancy graphics!!! cool, awesome! hey i wonder what would happen if i do this...???
guess you could call me lucky. 2 weeks...2 weeks of freedom from classes, and total boredom. after all vacation is a day where you do nothing for the whole day. 2 weeks of that and i am biting my toenails. the sleep is good, the rest and relaxation is better. but (yeah kill me now!) i miss the pressure and fun of school routine and work. it keeps the ol' think-tank busy (if i have one ahehehe). then there's the bread..the dough..the money. *intermission: throwing a tantrum...aaaahh i wanna get rich sooo badly!!!~
i am finally returning to my roots!! slam dunk reruns here i come. its good to look back to where you come from. ultimately they are the comforts that are constant in a world that changes every second. i cant keep up with the cost of living today, hence i miss out the comforts of today. im glad i have rukawa and micchy to cheer me up. oldies are always the goodies.
we won? my gosh we won? yeah, another fiesta down and BSN holds on to their title. i am actually proud *sheepish grin* you cant go on hating them when you're one of them right. its actually kind of nice to be here. so there ya go. another confession.
i wanna do something relevant, something significant and worthwhile. *cheese!!!its positively dripping with cheese!!*
whew! i needed that. till the next steam arrives...
my crappy existence
*can fall under the category of existensialistic crap
ok, here's my confession. i am a nobody. as much as i would try to be somebody, the elusive identity just, well, eludes me. i am in the middle of a late-adolescence identity crisis. my crisis: who the hell am i? yah, u hear it everyday from angsty, rebellious and depressed teenagers. i dont fall in any of those categories. angsty..nah, rebellious...nah, depressed..not. hell i cant even identify with the classified subgroups of the teenage world.
it boils down to one thing right?? to fit and be recognized.
so what to do, me asks? go to the old staple: pretend to be someone else. unfortunately u cant. as much as u would actually like to be someone else, to be smart, to be witty, to be cool the true u will always manage to creep out and infest your current image.
i wanna be me. but then who the hell am i anyway?
i have a crappy existence. and i cant do anything about it.
awww.
ok, here's my confession. i am a nobody. as much as i would try to be somebody, the elusive identity just, well, eludes me. i am in the middle of a late-adolescence identity crisis. my crisis: who the hell am i? yah, u hear it everyday from angsty, rebellious and depressed teenagers. i dont fall in any of those categories. angsty..nah, rebellious...nah, depressed..not. hell i cant even identify with the classified subgroups of the teenage world.
it boils down to one thing right?? to fit and be recognized.
so what to do, me asks? go to the old staple: pretend to be someone else. unfortunately u cant. as much as u would actually like to be someone else, to be smart, to be witty, to be cool the true u will always manage to creep out and infest your current image.
i wanna be me. but then who the hell am i anyway?
i have a crappy existence. and i cant do anything about it.
awww.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
expletives
recently, i caught myself saying the F-word. for those who are familiar with the Filipino culture, such a word is considered as a capital crime, and make no mistake, hours later, you'll still be foaming in the mouth after your mum made you wash your mouth. the f-word was unthinkable and used for the most devious and desperate occasions. imagine my surprise when i found myself saying f**k, as well as other 4-letter expletives, without flinching. its an achievement, considering i have been overusing the now stale syet ( a variation of sh*t) and p*t*!...my vocabulary has taken on a new level. from coarse name-calling to sophisticated cussing. do i think cussing is a habit of the rich and socialite??no...its self-expression.
yesterday i would have been shocked to hear myself, but now, i dont mind. after being a sheltered kid for most of my life, i am now beginning to find independence in college. just because i like cussing now does not mean that i dont have manners. one of the greatest misconception of human beings is by labeling their fellow people. the way i act or speak does not reflect who i truly am. just because ive been cussing fluently for a week does not mean i am an unpleasant person. i believe its a part of growing up, breaking the mold people imposed upon you and finally getting to live your life as you want it...the way you want it.
mind you, i still dont say the f-word out loud at home. i am still a practical person.
my influences for my cuss-vocab spurt?? friends, class and movies (most notable of which is Closer...i could not believe my ears...but great script people). my friend tells me to slow than a little bit, but once i start i cant seem to stop. the phonetics of that 4-letter word is mesmerizing and addicting. besides, people dont gasp and go oh-my-gosh-she-said-the-u-know-what-word!! when i say it. as the old adage goes, everybody's doing it. but then, i guess my friend's right to. control is a must...u can always blast every expletive u know at somebody who deserves it much later...wahehe
oh well then...WTF???
yesterday i would have been shocked to hear myself, but now, i dont mind. after being a sheltered kid for most of my life, i am now beginning to find independence in college. just because i like cussing now does not mean that i dont have manners. one of the greatest misconception of human beings is by labeling their fellow people. the way i act or speak does not reflect who i truly am. just because ive been cussing fluently for a week does not mean i am an unpleasant person. i believe its a part of growing up, breaking the mold people imposed upon you and finally getting to live your life as you want it...the way you want it.
mind you, i still dont say the f-word out loud at home. i am still a practical person.
my influences for my cuss-vocab spurt?? friends, class and movies (most notable of which is Closer...i could not believe my ears...but great script people). my friend tells me to slow than a little bit, but once i start i cant seem to stop. the phonetics of that 4-letter word is mesmerizing and addicting. besides, people dont gasp and go oh-my-gosh-she-said-the-u-know-what-word!! when i say it. as the old adage goes, everybody's doing it. but then, i guess my friend's right to. control is a must...u can always blast every expletive u know at somebody who deserves it much later...wahehe
oh well then...WTF???
Friday, September 02, 2005
time freak
im no dictionary, but in my life i have coined a new term for myself-time freak...a freak of time..haha..
what is a time freak? n my experience i didnt know i was a time freak until my irritated pointed out to me that i have been glancing at my watch for the nth time. so what right? problem was, i wasnt going anywhere.
it has become my habit--glancing at my watch for a gazillion times a dy, as if i had an involuntary twitch in my arm. i'd stare at my watch and compute how many minutes have passed since i looked at it last.
now that i think about it, i just dont like to waste time--i dont want to spend it either. i'd lie all day in bed, getting the rest i think i deserve and when i look at the time, behold! i tear my hair out and throw a tantrum that would make any 4-year-old proud just because its already noon (wowowee time?"?) and i just wasted 4 freaking hours!!!
my mom think its funny as in funny haha. i dont think so. it drives me crazy, this watch-looking-time-computing-what-have-i-done-in-the-last-second- habit. its exhausting if you ask me.
i think i got this from school. in a course wer every second counts (not to mention classmates who are so time conscious) its no wonder that my watch has become my best friend and my worst enemy.
okay, my arms twitching again.
i wont look....i wont look...c'mon pipol say this with me..i....wo....wooiii....wiillllll...look!!!
grrraaagh!!!
its 3 pm. i dont have classes until 6:30 pm.
cool.
....what happened to the freaking 3 hours before now!!!!!????...
oh dear....
i am a time freak....sigh...welcome...
what is a time freak? n my experience i didnt know i was a time freak until my irritated pointed out to me that i have been glancing at my watch for the nth time. so what right? problem was, i wasnt going anywhere.
it has become my habit--glancing at my watch for a gazillion times a dy, as if i had an involuntary twitch in my arm. i'd stare at my watch and compute how many minutes have passed since i looked at it last.
now that i think about it, i just dont like to waste time--i dont want to spend it either. i'd lie all day in bed, getting the rest i think i deserve and when i look at the time, behold! i tear my hair out and throw a tantrum that would make any 4-year-old proud just because its already noon (wowowee time?"?) and i just wasted 4 freaking hours!!!
my mom think its funny as in funny haha. i dont think so. it drives me crazy, this watch-looking-time-computing-what-have-i-done-in-the-last-second- habit. its exhausting if you ask me.
i think i got this from school. in a course wer every second counts (not to mention classmates who are so time conscious) its no wonder that my watch has become my best friend and my worst enemy.
okay, my arms twitching again.
i wont look....i wont look...c'mon pipol say this with me..i....wo....wooiii....wiillllll...look!!!
grrraaagh!!!
its 3 pm. i dont have classes until 6:30 pm.
cool.
....what happened to the freaking 3 hours before now!!!!!????...
oh dear....
i am a time freak....sigh...welcome...
Friday, August 12, 2005
hustle and bustle
midterms up and yes i am hustling and i am bustling. there are loads of photocopies to be scanned and studied (hopefully they'll permeate into my already very soggy and overworked brain) plus the fact that i have to cough up 23 thousand pesos and something to be able to get the exam..what in the world is our world coming to??
don't wanna mention it no more but yeah bombs are a thing agen in zamboanga. i hate it zamboanga gets dragged into other people's dirt. i dont want to be rude but please bomb ur own places next time. really...was in school that time and i was scares sh*tless.
on a lighter note, korean movies really cheer me up. i watched love so divine yesterday and although it didnt come up to my expectation it was better than our own pinoy movies. loved the story and the musical portion in the church.
nothing much left. except my exams.yeah, really bad. i'd ban all exams if it wer up to me but hey....
don't wanna mention it no more but yeah bombs are a thing agen in zamboanga. i hate it zamboanga gets dragged into other people's dirt. i dont want to be rude but please bomb ur own places next time. really...was in school that time and i was scares sh*tless.
on a lighter note, korean movies really cheer me up. i watched love so divine yesterday and although it didnt come up to my expectation it was better than our own pinoy movies. loved the story and the musical portion in the church.
nothing much left. except my exams.yeah, really bad. i'd ban all exams if it wer up to me but hey....
Sunday, August 07, 2005
huff and puffing
i try to be loyal to my school and to my college. its because i am a part of it and for the remainder of my college life, my college--hook,line and sinker--will be like my second family (its so harry potter...). i try, but often times i fail.
its been 2 years since my inauguration in the college of Nursing, so i decided that i maybe a tad bit unreasonable. what do i hate about my college?
words fail me. everything?
ok so im prejudiced. but i cant help it.
let's see. the fees. it has to be the fees. its gotta be the fees. plus the wagon that comes with it. ok so most nursing studs of the blue eagle university are freaking rich but that does not necessarily do justice for all of us. frankly, im here working my ass off so that i could be rich beyond my wildest dreams. so i get pissed off whenever somebody comes trotting in the room asking for contributions for this and that and whatever. and wen u protest they'll say something like " Laaaawwwd, its only a measly 50 pesos. 10 pesos per week can do it. then u'll have this and that and yakity-yakity-yak-yak...." hello?!! for a measly 50 pesos i could placate my ever salivating mouth and appease my constantly empty stomach...and i can go home. i dont give a hoot about your funds or if 50 is simply measly for you...im not giving.
maybe its the people.yeah maybe. although i know a lot of nice and friendly pipol, most are what i call nursing-loyalists--people who survive by kissing teachers ass,rectum,sigmoid and ad infinitum. their the pipol who whine everytime they get low scores and force the teachers to reconsider or worse, to disregard the exam (hello!!i mean are my eyebags invisible?or can't u understand the meaning of my snores and nods in class??). its a tough course, nursing. but dont make it hell for others just because your head is so far up the teachers ass that we cant see wer u start and the teacher ends.
pretty harsh. so unlike me. but oh hell, i started already.
teachers. gotta be. i only like 2 of them.one is extremely kind (but has problems with teaching) while the other is exceptional. the other 2 are sarcastic, pompous and menopausal (figuratively speaking). stop promoting disunity among the batch and start teaching. and they go on pretending that the programs are designed to promote camaraderie and socialization. my native-chavacano-brown ass.
oh and speaking of socialization, what about the acquaintance party?yeah they gave out incentives since majority didnt want to go. they got angry see? what happened to the dialogue propagated by none other than St. Ignatius??that one has to hear and inform the concerned before making a decision?? have u ever even asked if we even wanted a party??
i'll stop.
i dont want to elevate my blood pressure anymore.
its been 2 years since my inauguration in the college of Nursing, so i decided that i maybe a tad bit unreasonable. what do i hate about my college?
words fail me. everything?
ok so im prejudiced. but i cant help it.
let's see. the fees. it has to be the fees. its gotta be the fees. plus the wagon that comes with it. ok so most nursing studs of the blue eagle university are freaking rich but that does not necessarily do justice for all of us. frankly, im here working my ass off so that i could be rich beyond my wildest dreams. so i get pissed off whenever somebody comes trotting in the room asking for contributions for this and that and whatever. and wen u protest they'll say something like " Laaaawwwd, its only a measly 50 pesos. 10 pesos per week can do it. then u'll have this and that and yakity-yakity-yak-yak...." hello?!! for a measly 50 pesos i could placate my ever salivating mouth and appease my constantly empty stomach...and i can go home. i dont give a hoot about your funds or if 50 is simply measly for you...im not giving.
maybe its the people.yeah maybe. although i know a lot of nice and friendly pipol, most are what i call nursing-loyalists--people who survive by kissing teachers ass,rectum,sigmoid and ad infinitum. their the pipol who whine everytime they get low scores and force the teachers to reconsider or worse, to disregard the exam (hello!!i mean are my eyebags invisible?or can't u understand the meaning of my snores and nods in class??). its a tough course, nursing. but dont make it hell for others just because your head is so far up the teachers ass that we cant see wer u start and the teacher ends.
pretty harsh. so unlike me. but oh hell, i started already.
teachers. gotta be. i only like 2 of them.one is extremely kind (but has problems with teaching) while the other is exceptional. the other 2 are sarcastic, pompous and menopausal (figuratively speaking). stop promoting disunity among the batch and start teaching. and they go on pretending that the programs are designed to promote camaraderie and socialization. my native-chavacano-brown ass.
oh and speaking of socialization, what about the acquaintance party?yeah they gave out incentives since majority didnt want to go. they got angry see? what happened to the dialogue propagated by none other than St. Ignatius??that one has to hear and inform the concerned before making a decision?? have u ever even asked if we even wanted a party??
i'll stop.
i dont want to elevate my blood pressure anymore.
Friday, June 24, 2005
nayhahahay....
yep, that's what i feel like doing today...lean back, stretch my arms and just yawn really big..nayhahahay...nyek. too bad school's in. i am still in the process of getting over my summer hangover. i miss those pre - 7 am days. yes, i am actually using OR (operating room) terms. for the first week of school, the words med-surg, operation, perioperative, yakity yak yak has been drilled into my subconscious and now i find myself spewing out OR jargon..
gosh, i miss sleeping a lot. being a junior now entitles me to one guaranteed thing --disorder in the MS terms-- insomnia. nyahahahay, imagine...i have to study as early as now and it isnt exactly easy. 3rd year's the pressure. sardines...
thinking about it i can handle the academia thingy. what bothers me is the duty thingies. nyikes i have to complete a lot of cases that are hard to find, not to mention the grueling spartan regime the school employs to whip as student-wannabee-nurses-in-US into shape. now that i mention duty, hmmm i have actually saw an actual (nyeks) delivery. no not upfront. i was peering by the sidelines. hey i may be a student nurse with two years of boasting privileges to freshies but i am still squeamish and i find it eherm -- distracting-- to stand in front of a woman in a lithotomy (go figure :p) position if u know wat i mean. i saw the placenta though. alien-ic looking substance (its alive!!!!)
its fun and its exasparating to be a student. i'd like to conk people on the head every morning since i usually have a short temper if i am running late-- and it does not help that all my classes are skeduled at exactly seven am-- and oh they close the doors to so...yeah..run baby..
nyahahahahay
gosh, i miss sleeping a lot. being a junior now entitles me to one guaranteed thing --disorder in the MS terms-- insomnia. nyahahahay, imagine...i have to study as early as now and it isnt exactly easy. 3rd year's the pressure. sardines...
thinking about it i can handle the academia thingy. what bothers me is the duty thingies. nyikes i have to complete a lot of cases that are hard to find, not to mention the grueling spartan regime the school employs to whip as student-wannabee-nurses-in-US into shape. now that i mention duty, hmmm i have actually saw an actual (nyeks) delivery. no not upfront. i was peering by the sidelines. hey i may be a student nurse with two years of boasting privileges to freshies but i am still squeamish and i find it eherm -- distracting-- to stand in front of a woman in a lithotomy (go figure :p) position if u know wat i mean. i saw the placenta though. alien-ic looking substance (its alive!!!!)
its fun and its exasparating to be a student. i'd like to conk people on the head every morning since i usually have a short temper if i am running late-- and it does not help that all my classes are skeduled at exactly seven am-- and oh they close the doors to so...yeah..run baby..
nyahahahahay
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
alibis & reasons
why i don't like school (well do you?)
1. tuition fee and other 'extra curricular fees'
2. booooring subjects (drool)
3. booooooooring teachers (drools even more)
3. rle duty (yech...haay what can i do?)
4. full-of-air-egomaniacal-i-am-dumb-but-who-gives-a-sh*t people
5. snotty faculty and staff
6. pamasahe (hello.........)
7. homework
8. exam (nakah!!!)
9. look up #1 to 5
10.look up #9
hehe.
1. tuition fee and other 'extra curricular fees'
2. booooring subjects (drool)
3. booooooooring teachers (drools even more)
3. rle duty (yech...haay what can i do?)
4. full-of-air-egomaniacal-i-am-dumb-but-who-gives-a-sh*t people
5. snotty faculty and staff
6. pamasahe (hello.........)
7. homework
8. exam (nakah!!!)
9. look up #1 to 5
10.look up #9
hehe.
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
revolution cry
we have all seen what the Philippines is today. We are a corrupt and dying nation; it is a suufering nation. her people have lost all hope for the future and have resigned themselves with their status quo, total hopelessness and desperation.
young and old, child and adult- reality has spared no one. everyone knows what we are facing right now. we have become the butt of jokes, of insults and ridicule. we have nothing to be proud of anymore. no one would like to say 'i am a Filipino'; in many countries Filipino is defined as a hired help, worker or even whore.
this is the Philippines. you know it, and i know it. what are you doing about it then? would you have another country to call home should the Philippines disappear? will other nations take you in? are you waiting for the day when we will be homeless and faceless, scorned and ridiculed?
this is a time for a revolution, a revolution of change to significantly alter our nation and yes, the people. their attitudes, lifestyles, habits and outlooks- all that needs to be change.
but this is not to be a revolution of violence or of rallies. no mortal is capable of redeeming this country and her honor and her people. this nation is so seeped in sin that it is only by divine grace and intervention by which we can salvage the Philippines. how many leaders have we had? how many have raised our expectations with hopes and promises, only to destroy it again? we have had many kinds of leaders, many kinds of schemes and plans, but they will not work. this revolution is a spiritual revolution, a prayer revolution.
a very famous verse in II corinthians says that if my people will humble themselves and turn from their wicked ways..... very familiar indeed right? this is the only hope, the only way...God Himself.
why? can HE not change a nation when HE Himself created it?
this is the desire of the Jesus Revolution Now! it is a nameless and faceless movement among the Filipinos that have the desire to see a national transformation come into our country. People from all walks of life will gather to pray and fast for our nation, and seek to see God-inspired change to come and revive the nation from its slumber.
it has happened in many different places in the Philippines; now it is here in Zamboanga City. Zamboanguenos are asked to wake up from the stupor of apathy and join in this prayer revolution for the city, a city who was once the pride of Mindanao.
this is a call for all Zamboangueno, to all those who love God and care enough for Zamboanga, an invitation for those who seek righteousness and revival, those who still have the heart that feels and beats- join the Solemn Assembly, on May 20 at the Grandstand, from 6 pm to 6 am. Better yet, join the working committees. with 3 days to go, we need everyone's help.
are you capable of being a human being? then wake up and do something before all is too late.
the country, the people have suffered too much. it is time to change. cry out for a revolution of change in Zamboanga and the Philippines!
this is the revolution cry...will you heed it??
09267866414, 9840505, 9919761, jesusrev_zamboanga@yahoo
young and old, child and adult- reality has spared no one. everyone knows what we are facing right now. we have become the butt of jokes, of insults and ridicule. we have nothing to be proud of anymore. no one would like to say 'i am a Filipino'; in many countries Filipino is defined as a hired help, worker or even whore.
this is the Philippines. you know it, and i know it. what are you doing about it then? would you have another country to call home should the Philippines disappear? will other nations take you in? are you waiting for the day when we will be homeless and faceless, scorned and ridiculed?
this is a time for a revolution, a revolution of change to significantly alter our nation and yes, the people. their attitudes, lifestyles, habits and outlooks- all that needs to be change.
but this is not to be a revolution of violence or of rallies. no mortal is capable of redeeming this country and her honor and her people. this nation is so seeped in sin that it is only by divine grace and intervention by which we can salvage the Philippines. how many leaders have we had? how many have raised our expectations with hopes and promises, only to destroy it again? we have had many kinds of leaders, many kinds of schemes and plans, but they will not work. this revolution is a spiritual revolution, a prayer revolution.
a very famous verse in II corinthians says that if my people will humble themselves and turn from their wicked ways..... very familiar indeed right? this is the only hope, the only way...God Himself.
why? can HE not change a nation when HE Himself created it?
this is the desire of the Jesus Revolution Now! it is a nameless and faceless movement among the Filipinos that have the desire to see a national transformation come into our country. People from all walks of life will gather to pray and fast for our nation, and seek to see God-inspired change to come and revive the nation from its slumber.
it has happened in many different places in the Philippines; now it is here in Zamboanga City. Zamboanguenos are asked to wake up from the stupor of apathy and join in this prayer revolution for the city, a city who was once the pride of Mindanao.
this is a call for all Zamboangueno, to all those who love God and care enough for Zamboanga, an invitation for those who seek righteousness and revival, those who still have the heart that feels and beats- join the Solemn Assembly, on May 20 at the Grandstand, from 6 pm to 6 am. Better yet, join the working committees. with 3 days to go, we need everyone's help.
are you capable of being a human being? then wake up and do something before all is too late.
the country, the people have suffered too much. it is time to change. cry out for a revolution of change in Zamboanga and the Philippines!
this is the revolution cry...will you heed it??
09267866414, 9840505, 9919761, jesusrev_zamboanga@yahoo
Saturday, May 14, 2005
summer ending
after days of waking up early, i am finally free!! yup my summer class is ending and the school finally allowed us poor things to have 2 weeks vacation before the next torture camp will begin. gone are the days of jealousy, where i would enviously watch my cousins go bedy bye while i had to go to school. bwehehehe, i could simply rejoice. problem is though, my system got so used to waking up early that i find myself staring at the ceiling for hours before i realize that i can sleep for as long as i want. gaaaah, conditioning...this summer class also left me paranoid about everything. i waste a lot of time thinking of the things that i need to do before succumbing to depression and worry, becoming your very own worry rat. maybe i should advertise myself as just that (hem hem...worrying for something?why bother! call the WOrry RAt and she'll worry for you!!! limited sanity space left..call now!) nah, really, school is not suppose to make you like that. its suppose to keep you on your toes, not cause you to lose all your fingernails due to biting.sad to say our school systems nowadays is so focused on cramming more and more subjects in less time that they fail to inject a little something called quality. to borrow the words from my ethics class...totality is forgotten. its i-dont-give-a-hoot-about-you-as-long-as-you-are-in-class mentality that is boss in schools. no problem with being strict and expecting the best from your class. but, really, how can we have productive citizens if they're all a nervous wreck??
summer is finally here. no school, no teachers, no classmates (kidding really) no projects..just poor unadulterated wasting of time! i am free to do absolutely nothing and just go and be a couch potato and add a gazillion pounds to my body for all i care. summer will mean that i'll get to spend time with my cousin lance. summer means that i can finally work for the JREV now! a movement i have been looking forward to.
ah yes..now that is summer...
summer is finally here. no school, no teachers, no classmates (kidding really) no projects..just poor unadulterated wasting of time! i am free to do absolutely nothing and just go and be a couch potato and add a gazillion pounds to my body for all i care. summer will mean that i'll get to spend time with my cousin lance. summer means that i can finally work for the JREV now! a movement i have been looking forward to.
ah yes..now that is summer...
Friday, May 13, 2005
wheeepee!!
an abode i finally can call my own! currently under construction, i am here today sitting in from of the monitor and pestering my cousin about this so called html-language-for-web-templates-whatchamacallits mumbo jumbo. berman is smarter than i am when it comes to webs and net. i am a complete dunce when it comes to this things...actually serves me right for not listening to my teacher in high school (bad bad bad )
i am trying to maintain two blogs (ambisyosa!!!) but now i think i'l update this one hopefully regularly. i'l also transfer some other blogs i started here. for what purpose...nothing actually. like this one, they don't mean a thing ^__^ they say that blogs gives you an idea of what a person thinks (duh), what's on his mind. well this is a perfect example. in viewing my blog you see absolutely (tantananan!!) nothing. just cobwebs and an unused and wasted brain. the creative juices don't flow; i don't have them in the first place ^__^
mwehehe..i am my own worst critic. speaking of which..i still have to finish my movie review...shucks, i don't feel like it anymore (bad bad bad).
im happy. finaly this blog is looking good. dont get me wrong, i have got a long way to go. nope i dont aim to be the best blogger in the world (blog-lings bow BWAHHAHHA!). its just simply a matter of pride. my writing skills are in a rut (after a 2 year hiatus), i have no new thoughts or ideas, and i am not cynical nor sarcastic enough to be your typical alpha-female bitch. tht seems to be the trend of most blogs. bitching..i don't have anything against them, in fact i admire them. nothing like spewing fire poetically. o such cruelty! inhuman!!!
this is a picture of won bin and uhm, i still dont know his name (^__^)but they are the stars of the movie taegukqi, a war movie courtesy of my frend shara...
i am trying to maintain two blogs (ambisyosa!!!) but now i think i'l update this one hopefully regularly. i'l also transfer some other blogs i started here. for what purpose...nothing actually. like this one, they don't mean a thing ^__^ they say that blogs gives you an idea of what a person thinks (duh), what's on his mind. well this is a perfect example. in viewing my blog you see absolutely (tantananan!!) nothing. just cobwebs and an unused and wasted brain. the creative juices don't flow; i don't have them in the first place ^__^
mwehehe..i am my own worst critic. speaking of which..i still have to finish my movie review...shucks, i don't feel like it anymore (bad bad bad).
im happy. finaly this blog is looking good. dont get me wrong, i have got a long way to go. nope i dont aim to be the best blogger in the world (blog-lings bow BWAHHAHHA!). its just simply a matter of pride. my writing skills are in a rut (after a 2 year hiatus), i have no new thoughts or ideas, and i am not cynical nor sarcastic enough to be your typical alpha-female bitch. tht seems to be the trend of most blogs. bitching..i don't have anything against them, in fact i admire them. nothing like spewing fire poetically. o such cruelty! inhuman!!!
this is a picture of won bin and uhm, i still dont know his name (^__^)but they are the stars of the movie taegukqi, a war movie courtesy of my frend shara...
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
movie week
this week i become an amateur film critic. although i only boast of watching 4 movies, i do believe that i too can give more or less a decent review for the movies i watched. after all, i do have my preferences and my likes, attended a workshop once on reviewing a movie (entitled Maleana...great movie by the way), and like everybody else wants to enjoy herself while watching a movie. to cap it all, i live with my brother (who is by the way a critical reviewer himself)...maybe some of it rubbed off on to me...anyway, this goes to say that these reviews are based entirely on my opinion and should in no way dictate yours! so here goes the first one!
note: i am not particular with the techie aspects like movie time or casts or scripts and that sort of stuff...but since this is a review, i hope to get it up later!
1. the pacifier
vin diesel stars as the uptight, strict, navy seal lt. shane wolfe who is assigned to protect the family of an assasinated scientist, whose chip has the potential to damage and impair the US army's nuclear and missiles waeponry. as he takes on the role of a babysitter, he must contend with the 5 headstrong kids that he is assigned to protect, find the chip and keep it from going into evil hands, discover the true meaning of family, fall in love and learn how to change red baby's diaper.
frankly speaking, i expected a lot from this movie after i saw its trailer. i expected to get a good laugh, but i a wee bit disapponted after i saw it. it only had a few laughable laughs, and it really never managed to hit that note that i was looking for. i found the story development too fast in a sense that we were not shown how the relationship of lt. wolfe with the kids develop. the characters were not given ample time to develop and several tidbits and info regarding their background were thrown in during the middle part of the story. one thing i found disturbing was the shifting of scenes. there wasn't a lot of signs that would lead the viewer to know that it was time for the next scene; there was some parts that i was confused since i thought that this scene was still part of the previous scene. not that annoying but it quite confused me.
the story is quite formulaic but no doubt vin diesel's stunts, not to mention the effort and skills of his young co-stars are the shining points of this movie. except for a few scenes where the kids were kind of stiff in their acting, the maturity and their talent shines through in the movie.
this movie is definitely recommended for kids and the family. it has the nice mixture of action, music, fun, and humor.
rating: 5/10
note: i am not particular with the techie aspects like movie time or casts or scripts and that sort of stuff...but since this is a review, i hope to get it up later!
1. the pacifier
vin diesel stars as the uptight, strict, navy seal lt. shane wolfe who is assigned to protect the family of an assasinated scientist, whose chip has the potential to damage and impair the US army's nuclear and missiles waeponry. as he takes on the role of a babysitter, he must contend with the 5 headstrong kids that he is assigned to protect, find the chip and keep it from going into evil hands, discover the true meaning of family, fall in love and learn how to change red baby's diaper.
frankly speaking, i expected a lot from this movie after i saw its trailer. i expected to get a good laugh, but i a wee bit disapponted after i saw it. it only had a few laughable laughs, and it really never managed to hit that note that i was looking for. i found the story development too fast in a sense that we were not shown how the relationship of lt. wolfe with the kids develop. the characters were not given ample time to develop and several tidbits and info regarding their background were thrown in during the middle part of the story. one thing i found disturbing was the shifting of scenes. there wasn't a lot of signs that would lead the viewer to know that it was time for the next scene; there was some parts that i was confused since i thought that this scene was still part of the previous scene. not that annoying but it quite confused me.
the story is quite formulaic but no doubt vin diesel's stunts, not to mention the effort and skills of his young co-stars are the shining points of this movie. except for a few scenes where the kids were kind of stiff in their acting, the maturity and their talent shines through in the movie.
this movie is definitely recommended for kids and the family. it has the nice mixture of action, music, fun, and humor.
rating: 5/10
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
finally: an introduction
ehem, finally after months of initial planning and dreaming, i have finally taken up the task of writing something. actually, i still have no idea as to what to write, but starting this is actually an achievement for someone who has a mild nature of being an obsessive-compulsive. this is my nature. i am the perfect example of a 'ningas-cogon', a Filipino term for someone who starts out with a bang, has a great many plans to conquer anything and everything, but never delivers. just like this write-up. it took me a couple of months to finally (as the title so implies) begin writing.
my day started with a typical 'to go or not to go' melodrama. i got up from the wrong side of the bed and ended up hating my teacher for the start of a miserable day. i hate the fact that all the world's sleeping but here i am awake at an ungodly hour, spending my summer in school instead of my church's summer camp that i had been looking forward to since my high school years. but like my mentors will say, life is a sacrifice.
i'l be ending with this. pretty short for a start, not to mention absolutely meaningless. but i am hoping to write more in the future, with more substance and less rants. whew, an achievement, finally.
my day started with a typical 'to go or not to go' melodrama. i got up from the wrong side of the bed and ended up hating my teacher for the start of a miserable day. i hate the fact that all the world's sleeping but here i am awake at an ungodly hour, spending my summer in school instead of my church's summer camp that i had been looking forward to since my high school years. but like my mentors will say, life is a sacrifice.
i'l be ending with this. pretty short for a start, not to mention absolutely meaningless. but i am hoping to write more in the future, with more substance and less rants. whew, an achievement, finally.
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