Top 5

Finally, my very own top 5! Anyway, this list is a compilation of 5 of my most favorite scenes in an anime series. Why scenes, and not characters? As the old adage goes, a picture paints a thousand words; likewise, a particular scene can catapult a series to iconic fame. A character presents only one side of the story; a scene encompasses everything: the mood, the interaction and dynamics, and, at some point, the story itself.

I only have 5 scenes, mainly because I have only seen a modest number of anime series. At present, I would peg the number of anime series I have watched at around 15. And not all of them are good.

A lot of hardwork went in to this post, from the initial tally to the screenshots themselves. Before I go to my list, a few credits (and links) to where credit is due:

Jev, for the idea of the top 5
Janice, Cyril, Jilly and Jo, the first two for introducing me to anime, and latter two for kindly lending me their own anime goodies
AND
Autumn Rain Screenshots Archive, basically the source of all my pictures here.

RIGHT-O!

My TOP 5 BEST ANIME SCENES!

#5 Ayumi's Confession

Anime: Honey and Clover
Episode: ??

I'm a sucker for romantic animus. Honey and Clover has large quantities of sweet, pastel-colored romance, especially the tension between Mayama and Ayumi. While the pontifications of both Ayumi and Mayama are a bit exhausting, their interactions and growth, however, are excellent. Definitely one of the better anime under the slice of life genre.

The scene above is my favorite Honey and Clover scene: Ayumi gets drunk, and Mayama carries her home (Piggyback!! The most romantic ride of all!!). On the way, Mayama talks about how he cares for Ayumi, in that special friendly way. Ayumi then starts crying and mumbles, "Mayama, I love you" over and over again, to which Mayama simply replies with a monosyllabic "Yeah."

I love this scene to pieces. It's poignant, bittersweet and romantic at the same time. The music, sparse conversation and the animation captures all of the aforementioned three perfectly.

#4 "I was born to smother you with flowers.."

Anime: Monster
Episode: 6

Okay, that's a screenshot of an email inbox. Pretty plain at first sight, but when Nina reads the email from the unknown sender, swoon! Yes, you guessed it..."I was born to smother you with flowers.." How poetic is that??

Anyway, the email turns out to be from Nina's twin brother, Johann, bad-ass psycho killer, who returned to take his little sister away.

Monster is a great show, even if it's highly underrated. Great story, well-developed characters...a psychological series any mystery and horror buff will enjoy.

If someone said those lines to me, I'd really lose it. Seriously.

#3 Departure

Anime: Full Metal Alchemist
Episode: 25

I love Maes Hughes. He's the ultimate Kodak guy: loves his little girl, loves his wife, carries lots of pictures of his family, blackmails people into buying giant teddies for his daughter..the quintessential father and husband.

So when Hughes dies, I was naturally devastated. This scene, together with beautiful music, has him waving at Edward at the train station. Unknown to Ed, Hughes was already dead at that time, after discovering vital information about the Philosopher's stone. This picture became my wallpaper for weeks. It speaks of so many emotions: sorrow, pain, joy. Oh, Hughes-sama, I do miss you!

I'm partial to Hughes, but even if I weren't, this scene would still be the best scene in FMA!

#2 Spike and Julia

Anime: Cowboy Bebop
Episode: 26

Ah, the scene/picture that made me take a second look at Cowboy Bebop. That's Julia and Spike in bed, and it made me realize, "Whoa! Spike is a man!". And that's all that matters!

Spike's manliness aside, Cowboy Bebop is perhaps one of the most famous anime series ever. And for good reason. This series has got everything, with hardly a flaw in it. The music, the animation..just perfect. I highly recommend this one, if not for the picture above then for this:

The runner up for my favorite Cowboy Bebop scenes. This is Spike, after his duel with Vicious. Before falling down, he simply ends it all with one word: "Bang."

And finally, the number 1 scene...

#1 Hybrid Rainbow

Anime: FLCL/Fooly Cooly
Episode: 6

My most favorite scene in the whole, effing world! Naota with his guitar, gazing up to the skies, atop a rubble. I can't even begin to describe what I see in this picture: pride, youth, potential, ambitions...ah, I can go on forever.

Another thing: this scene is played out with the background music of 'Hybrid Rainbow', courtesy of the Pillows, making this one of the most iconic scenes I have ever seen. I mean, you don't need words to end this 6-part OVA; the picture tells it all.

"Can you feel, can you feel that hybrid rainbow..."

Scribble. Save. Junk. Recycle!

Yar. I suddenly got this zen to arrange my blog. Switch on, log on and whoa! 4 pending drafts!! I've been lazy. Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Anyway, since I've got nothing to update, Ima cheat and condense all 4 drafts into one, shiny, fluffy and spanking-new entry. Woot!

First entry: A rant against neighbors coming over at my place to get their BPs taken...at 8 in the morning! That's literally dawn!! Everytime this happens, I have to wake up, groggily take blood pressures, listen to the litany of excuses my clients (?!) make up for NOT taking their medicine, dispensing health lessons (yikes!), yada, yada.

I try my hardest to explain that: 1. Anemia is not related to BP, 2. Sometimes, all you need to do is lie down and rest to get rid of the woozy, dizzy feeling, 3. Yes, your BP will shoot up if you miss your maintenance meds, 4. No, you shouldn't alter your medical regime to fit your needs/whims; your doctor does that for you and 5. Can you please drop by at a later time next time, say, 9:30 am, to have your BP taken, where, by that time, I will be wide awake and more than happy to serve humanity.

Second and third entries: Half-hearted attempt to document my anime viewing watchlist and habits, starting with Zoku Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei, True Tears and Shigofumi.

I. am. watching. ^^^. And I am loving them to death.

Yeah, and here I am, supposedly literate.

Fourth entry: My most recent, ehm, office rant, was about the lovely office printer and the people who exploit it.

I bought a new ink toner, installed it and became everyone's output slave. Literally, everyone in the office wanted me to print this, print that, 2 copies please, when, in reality, they all had their own office printers waiting for some action. I just think it's unfair to leech off my department's resources; I mean, they don't offer me the use of their printers when I run out of ink, that's for sure.

To make sure that the printer ink lasts long, I toggled the printer settings to EconoMode. Fwe, bland printouts all the time, unless I'm in the office to personally handle the matter. Fooooo!

Anyhow, yesterday, I invited JC to check out my blog over at blogspot. I felt weird when he said he didn't get it, which then made me think about the merits of blogging. Should I really do it? What for, anyway, when no one reads it? Now I'm being overly emo. So what if no one reads my, uhm, crap?? Doing my blog makes me look like I'm working at the office, and I actually like it, even if I don't make sense half the time :o

Who knows, I may just post something useful. Eventually.

Right-o. Meh thinks I'd stop cross-posting from now on. Or not.

Later, later, later.

Animated Gifs by ME!

Random SZS images thrown in together to make my first gif animated image. Whee!

It's a pretty simple image, not that creative. You have to click on the photo to see it move.

*Off to practice some more on the animator program*

EDIT:

And, immediately after the first comes my second try, this time, featuring Toph the Earthbender. Again, clicky on the image to see the animation.

:o

Updates!

Another office update (it's all going to be office updates from here on, seeing as nothing exciting ever happens to me anyways), so here, here!

First of all, added a notch on my achievement list, after I scored a coup with the closing of another sponsorship deal! Nothing major, nothing REALLY big, but I did secure some sponsorship money to cover a few expenses here and there. I feel, like, really good about it. No, good is underrated; I'm euphoric! Seriously, after months of calls and follow-ups, getting that approval is a fantastic feeling XD High five for the NOOBIE, jiggedy jig!!

This month, I've got LOTS to do. It can't be helped, since I'm reporting to three bosses these days. One, I've got to compile a portfolio of sorts for the Task Force Siembrada, then I've got to arrange a PowerPoint presentation to go along with it (People at the office seem to think I'm a computer whiz or something :3).

Then there's the Hip Hop Dance Competition coming in. It seems to be going well; last meeting, we had a substantial amount of people who attended. Still, I have to chase a few more people, get things done and moving, and of course, the staple exercise of drafting and sending letters.

Another thing: I'm installing anti-virus thingies on the laptop. After a few installation go's, nothing still happens. So, yeah, that's another cargo which refuses to leave my head. Serious OCD issues are arising, me thinks.

Anyhow, my nerves have been really frayed ever since I started functioning as an executive secretary. I've been asked to go on Saturdays (my friggin' rest day!!) to type a seven-page document in an hour (I should have had a secretarial elective). Most important still, I can't absent myself from work; I never know when the boss' is going to saunter in and pop me some files to save and print. So, there goes my lovely schedule.

This is an update, to be subtitled later as a work rant.

Hunh, I've been having frequent headaches lately. Must be from all the hours spent in front of the monitor. Also, I haven't been able to sleep comfortably lately; my itty-bitty head is full of deadlines and dates.

As if I wasn't busy or anything, I enrolled myself for the IELTS review, with my sights poised for the blessed horizon of New Zealand. So, aside from my work schedule, I've got 5pm-8pm review sessions, which I attend all alone. Then, this coming week, lectures on a transcriptionist course (Whoo, how to spell transcriptionist?? Thank God for the spell checker!) will also begin, also at a 5pm-8pm schedule. I'm crazy. But these things will break the monotony of office work nicely.

Finally, (unless I remember something rant-worthy) I visited Brent Hospital this afternoon, my first exposure to the medical culture since I graduated. Anyways, I was ordered there by my boss to deliver something for a confined relative of his. I'm not suppose to be admitting this or anything, but I felt really happy to be in the hospital.

I dunno, everything was so familiar and cozy; I was confident enough to use the exit door as an entrance door. Anyhow, it made me realize how much I want to start working as a nurse, to actually practice what I've been taught and trained to do for four bloody years. At least I'd know what I'm doing (Marathon read later: Medical Surgical textbook! Woot!)

Oy vey. Just now, my boss told me to arrange the org website. It went like this (Thoughts and curses are in italics):

Boss (B): "You know a website?"
Me (M): "Which one?" (I know dozens; even yaoi and yuri sites, which have manga scan--er, where was I?)
B: "The org's site."
M: "Ive seen it" (It's rotting in domain hell)
B: "Know how to fix it?"
M: "Er, no." (Shit! I'm a nurse for crying out loud!)
B: "Okay, so you're gonna manage it from now on."
M: "But.." (*Sweatdrop*)
B: "We're gonna add some stuff, update it."
M: "I suppose I could ask Kuya Chris to teach me." (Oh effing, bloody, shit!)
B: "Can we add the [insert department name] newsletter in the website?"
M: "I suppose so. I'm gonna ask Kuya--" (Kuya Chrriiiiis!!)
B: "Good. Do it."
M: "Yeah. Sure" (Slam dunk, Jas.)

I am so going to demand a major pay raise for this.

Venting it all on Veoh

For the nth time, I am trying my hardest to finish Episodes 11 and 12 of Avatar: The Last Airbender. Judging from the buffering state of the episode window, this day is NOT the day.

Now, this is why I hate using Veoh.

It's too damned slow.

Fridays and Promotions

I do look forward to Fridays.

Heck, it's my favorite day of the week. Not an entirely original choice, though, as I know at least 10 people of the same opinion. Not only do I get closer to ending my 6-month contract, Fridays are also my splurge-days; senseless shopping and eating sprees, designed to make my pocket lighter.

My latest Friday splurge involved treating Ate Teresa to KFC, buying some DVDs for weekend viewing and finally, purchasing the Neil Gaiman book that I had been crushing on since the Christmas season.

Update-roo! I have been promoted! From an unknown position, I have been elevated to the status of executive secretary, on the merits that I type an average of 42 words per minute (according to the latest Typer Shark Deluxe trial) and that I am always hanging around the office anyway. I took this as my boss' way of saying, "I'm giving you something to do since you're always on your ass for the whole friggin' day."

The whole promotion thing began when my boss looked for a computer where he could type his many memos. The main PC in my jurisdiction was fried, because of my many, erm, miscellaneous activities and the computer in the President's office was down as well (Accordingly, it's down due to some technical glitch; I think it's down because it's connected to my main PC and some of the "things" I've dloaded found its way there, and the rest, is history. But I didn't tell them that :3).

That left my laptop as the only available option. Problem is, laptop's are rly hard to use; small keyboard spaces, no mouse attached, etc. and etc... And so, I ended up typing the whole thing, with the boss behind me dictating his thoughts and corrections.

Right-o. So far, I have typed memos and minutes, erased whiteboards, refilled some whiteboard pens, took more minutes, printed articles and even MORE minutes, that really, it should be called HOURS already. Lame joke, I know.

Anyways, despite the constant danger of suffering a major coronary, being a secretary with a lurker boss has its own rewards. One major and important point: I don't dare open a yuri site with my boss around ;/ The laptop has this uncanny tendency to conk out everytime it loads a page.

My conscience is pretty much spotless. :o

2008

Happy 2008! Happy New Year!

From Kayeh:
Optimists stay up until midnight to see the new year in. Pessimists stay up to make sure the old year leaves.

I will miss 2007.

New Year's Eve was a blast. Literally. We went to church for New Year mass. Heavenly, and indeed God is great.

We had a family get together after church in my childhood home of Canelar. Major pigging out session occured. Anyway, I think I lost it all when I played nanny to the kiddies. Man, was it hot! Blame it all on global warming and cheap fireworks.

New Year's Eve = Kill Bill and slugging it out in dodgeball.

Another additional plus! I got myself a doggie! My auntie gave me one of her dog's many pups as a late Christmas present.

Now, the best thing about having a pet, is naming it. My doggie was no exception. After my catastrophic blunder of naming my 2 dogs, Poldo and Bigik, I was determined not to shame this one with a name not worthy of an epiteth upon death. My mom was all for naming her "Chada". Dear God. My cousins gave their choices, from "Shekinah" to "J-Lo". Over my dead body.

Anyhow, as the certified owner of the pup, I declared that this dog shall have a Japanese name. I narrowed the field to three, them being: Yuri (after my short-lived preoccupation with yuri manga); Yuki, a variation of yuri and Shiro, which means white.

We settled on Shiro. So, my doggie is Shiro! One problem solved. Now, if only I can get her to stop pooping inside the house.

Moving on, moving on. I knew the TV stations were going to dole out crappy shows during New Year's Eve, so I prepared myself by scouring for DVDs to occupy my time. I went over to Yubenco, where anime DVDs, pirated at that, were sold for only 45 pesos. Ah, what a veritable feast. Except for the weird translations (Note to self: Next time, look for DVDs that have fansubbed translations!!), purchase of said pirated products were worth it.

Genshiken - Php 45
GTO - Php 45
Total - Php 90

Great. I'm all set.

If being an adult sucks during Christmas, it sucks even more when New Year comes. When everyone lined up for the annual New Year giveaways, my right to receive free monetary stuff was denied. All that 20 peso bills! Accordingly, working adults cannot avail of free money anymore. Not fair.

I am relieved however, that despite this, I am still entitled to receive a huge bar of chocolate in compensation.

Happy 2008.

After discovering the GTO refuses to play on the laptop:

I will not buy pirated DVDs anymore. I will not buy pirated DVDs anymore. I will not buy pirated DVDs anymore...*sob*

Zara 03: the gathering

In case my nursing career goes down the drain from the sheer lack of attention I lavish upon it, I may find a future as an event organizer. If bringing together the kiddies of RSHS Zara batch 2003 is not worthy of a line in my resume, I don't know what is.

I dispense myself from the usual narrative of event replays. That is so 1990's. And it requires effort ;3

Roll Call:

Beach party/Pig out session:
Rendevouz points: (Planned) 9 am; (Actual) 12 noon
Early Birds: meh, Xtian, Gene, She, Rhea (1st honors!), JC
Present Roster: Cyril, Janice, Bing (Jang's imoto=resourceful), Marion, Gian, Mikki, Ramon (Red Car!), Neysa, Penny, Dion ('roid rage), Mello

Note: Did I forget anyone?

Noteworthy topic: Avatar the last airbender

Pictures:
Available as soon as I can grab them from the groups.

Jasmine's visibility: Zero. But I take credit for 70% of the pictures taken. Rawr.

Mikki's residence:

Rendevouz points: (Planned) 5 pm; (Actual) 30 minutes after??
Early Birds: meh, Cyril (1st time!), Janice, Dion, Gian, Mikki
Present Roster: Marion, JC, She, Penny, Jenna (!)

Noteworthy topic: Avatar the last airbender ;3

Pictures:
Ditto.

Jasmine's visibility: Around 20%. Camwhores.

Halo KTV course:

Rendevouz points: (Planned) It wasn't; (Actual) 9 to 10 PM. And onwards.
Early Birds/Present: meh, Cyril (100!), Janice, Dion, Gian, Mikki, Marion, JC, She, Penny, Jenna

Noteworthy activity: Mobile TV on Jenna's phone. New year crap on all stations. And Avatar, the last airbender.

Pictures:
Available as soon as I can grab... Oh crap.

Jasmine's visibility: Before: 35%. Now: 0% as Marion fried the pictures.

Success rate: 100%

Nobody watched Avatar.

You fiends.

After

Hum, I am working. Scratch that. I am supposed to be working. But I am not. I can't. I shan't.

But eventually I will.

I printed some letters, but I haven't mailed them. I sorted through files, but I haven't arranged them.

The only productive thing I did this morning was to switch on the wireless network accidentally. Bah.

Holidays!

All that hype for just one night. Hunh. In a few hours, Christmas is over, and I might just weep :/

Firstly, my prediction of not receiving any of those brightly wrapped packages came true. Okay, semi-true. I got a total of 3 gifts, specifically: undies, a necklace and a towel. Good haul this year! Seriously. Hey, at least I'm remembered.

The gifts I doled out were appreciated, which made me quite the happy Santa. Lance liked his Spiderman pillow and watch (I think). Remind me to pay for that watch, by the way. Justin had his John Cena shirt and Naruto figurine, Mikko his Bleach set. I loved those gifts myself, so I was pretty sure they would have a good reception.

Normally, Christmas would just mean food and gifts, but this year, we had...KARAOKE!! Yeah, thank God for Magic Sing.

By noon, standard singing fare were those songs whose notes are still inaccessible in the normal, human world. Big hit for me: singing Alone, original singer unknown, a Celine Dion revival. Midway through it, I swear I could feel my stomach muscles shaking. If there was ever a time that I sang like Steve Tyler of Aerosmith fame, this was IT. All for 50 bucks!

Anyway, this Magic Sing is a sneaky and cheating karaoke. It never sticks to 100 points, no matter how I scream. Feh, it doesn't dole out hundred g's on principle.

Big suprise-seroo. I haven't watched a single anime show during the Christmas break, unless you count the Full Metal Alchemist marathon last weekend. Must be the reason why I am so sleepy this week.

The 25th hasn't ended yet, but I am having hangovers. Brrr. Work awaits tomorrow, but I am lazy. If it weren't for my downloads, I shan't be going anymores. And yeah, my bonus (!!!); I have yet to receive it. Dang, dang, dang!

I have pictures by the way, but no way to upload them. My blasted memory card won't fit the reader slot, so I forced it into the laptop's reader, which was a bloody, stupid idea. I pushed the card all the way inside and behold, it got stuck. I shook and cursed to no avail. I got a nail file, and, poof! levered the card outside. Lesson: Never shove a card up a laptop when it won't fit. And keep a handy nail file! It's not just for hygiene!

Yeah, so, all in all, a good Christmas.

Can't wait for the New Year.

Ima go and eat dinner again. Meh is hungry.

On the Avatar Part 1

Am I the only one who's <<<<<3 Prince Zuko?? Teh prince is hawt.

I am not in the position to write anything else but the aforementioned statement. I got noodles for brains.

Will elaborate after Christmas season.

Gloomy

Yar. Despite the Christmas season, there's a definite drop in my spirits as December flies off. More accurately, I'm feeling execcesively bored this season; nothing to look forward to, really, with my friends abandoning me and stuff. Thank God for teh internet.

I finished my Christmas shopping; take note that I bought nothing for myself. Sigh. I am at an age where I do the giving rather than the receiving. I'm guessing that nobody's going to give me any pwesents this 25th. I curse the day I became an adult!

So yeah, I'm super bored. I don't even have the gusto to do my job. And to think I agreed to another 6 months here. I mean, the job's ok and all. Usually, I have to organize stuff and call people up. Then, there's research proposals and scary bosses. On the other hand, UNLIMITED internet connection. Hmmmm. Thanks to that, I have dloaded lots of nifty stuff online. On the other hand, the unlimited dloads were the main reason why the MAIN computer CRASHED. Dang. Now, I do stuff on the office laptop. Lovely, really, since I get to take this baby home and watch DVDs till the wee hours of dawn. Brrr. I am in a love/hate relationship with my job.

Yesterday, the office had a Christmas fellowship of sorts at Mang Inasal, courtesy of the gift tickets I wangled from the manager during my sponsorship-hunting days. Technically, them gift certs are for the competition on February 22, but the management did not seem to mind. We had bbq chicken, fried kangkong (read: kangkoooooong!!!) and sinigang laced with too much Aji-stuff. Talk was mostly machismo stuff. I tuned out early, since I was too sleepy (blame it on the Avatar marathon the night before). Breakfast today was fried chicken. I felt like throwing up.

I have this thing about myself. I think I am too timid, to the point that it's pathologic. Anyway, shan't elaborate on this one. I'll be musing on it during Christmas and New Year. New Year Resolution: Be BOSSY!!

Cheerios.

Winter 2008

Blurb shamelessly stolen from the AA forums :3

Winter preview 2008

I'm going for Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei, the second season. I am only hoping that for this season, subs will come out regularly. Also, Mnemosyne. One look at the picture and trailer, and my interest is more than quipped.

I'm looking forward to a great season of anime this 2008. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

From scratch

Wow, it has been a while since I last posted. After browsing through my archives, the last post I had was posted way back college. 6 months is hardly way back, but it feels like I've been out of school for like forever.

Anyway, I'm pimping and polishing up this site again, starting today. I've arranged a few details, and I hope to add a few more. Given that I have internet connection during office hours, I just might be able to pull ressurecting this blog again.

To kick things off, a few updates:
1. I graduated already, last March 2007. Even though I ranted through my junior and senior years, I did graduate with Latin Honors (Cum Laude). I'm really happy about it.
2. I passed my nursing licensure exams last June 2007. I am now officially a nurse.
3. Though officially a nurse, I am not practicing yet. I am working as an administrative assistant of sorts in an NGO. I will continue doing so, until I am filthy rich!

Those are the only things of importance, I guess. Which goes to show, that I still have a pretty boring life.

Toodles.

reunions

i used to love reunions. give me the time and place and i'll be the first to arrive and the last to leave. now, however, i don't even know if giving an appearance is worth it.

i mean, if i'm going to appear in a reunion, i must have something to brag about. sad thing, i am absolutely the same, ever since i was in high school. same stoop, same sense of humor, same inferiority complex...all you have to do is to look at my old picture. i have yet to change my physical appearance with plastic surgery.

besides, i don't think people are actually glad to see me. personally, i am so dang happy to see them, i do cartwheels in my head. after a few experiences with reunions and gatherings, i realized, they had all moved on with their lives, while i struggled to remain the same. talk about betrayal or am i just exaggerating?

the thing is, i feel bad being left behind. i'm stuck in limbo, where i find that my sole purpose in life is to think what am i going to do the next day. and reunions, bringing with them their own hordes of success stories, is not the place where i'd choose to show my failures as a human being. i mean, i'd kill myself if i did that.

but the romantic in me is still very much alive. even though i feel as if i've been dropped and dissed by everyone, i still want to chat and talk, spend time with them and catch up with old times. the season does that to you. so, here i go. guiwan, here i come..

champions!!

sheesh, it's such a lame title, but that's the best that i can do now, so do cut me some slack. the point is, i am so freakin' happy that i am boring everyone to death with my stories of pre, intra and post championship experiences!

how sweet it is to snag gold when everybody expects otherwise. joining the futsal team for the fiesta of 2006 was a crazy idea me and rich concocted, with lots of delusions and no sense of reality whatsoever. i opted to go for volleyball, where at least i knew what i was doing, but i wanted something new. and my ego craved for attention.

at tryouts (was there a tryout??) i realized that we were super-'mongos'...i mean, come on! if we intended to take on the whole ateneo for futsal and have a fighting chance at..at..something...then we ought to have varsity players in our team. not quite for the nursing dudes. heh, the best we had were a month or so of basic training, which if you think about it long and hard, was chicken-shit compared with other teams who were practicing strategy instead of passing drills. lawd, what have i done...

and this ragtag bunch of inexperienced women came out on top! whew, the pressure on moi (i was goalie...people said i was good...actually, i almost died from a massive coronary facing accountancy...hehe...but i did good i guess....man, look at the score!) was so great i wanted to quit then and there. but i'm glad i didn't....truly a rag to riches to story...hehem in your fez!!! it feels so good, i just can't stop..

anyway, my congratulations and thanks....

to kayeh, for forcing us to join. she's my captain and my EIC
to richelle, for convincing me to go through with the madness
to carmie, for being such a great defender and for covering my ass everytime i fumble
to pompeyo and sir richter (and sir al, and everyonw who had pity on us), for the drills and the encouragement (yep, i can handle a ball very well now thank you) for coaching us and guiding us noobs to glory, for being there
to madeth and riza, for scoring thus eliminating the need for three kicks (if it did, you guys would be burying me right now)
to kaye, dixie, goyang, lj for being so cute that i could not leave the team even if i wanted to (perv!!!)
to all the teams who dissed us and made fun of us, for pissing me of that i did my best in blocking your every shot..haha...no seriously, thanks for the great game...karmaic retribution, that's what i call it
to the nursing div, as kayeh said, thanks for the 1ooo g's...it was great to know that you alloted a 100 pesos each for our uniforms, training practices, food, water, ride home, coach, shoes, panties, towels, candies, knee pads, barf bag and all that...
to the prodigy 07, for the support and cheers...it meant a lot!
to the seniors' booth, for allowing me to go on credit/utang after every game
to my fans, for admiring me (hehe)
to my mom, for not pulling me out of the team upon seeing me limp all tha way home and for putting oil on my bruises
and to God, for answering our prayers for glory!!!

*sings we are the champions for the nth time!*

now that i'm in my senior year on my final semester, i can't help but feel nostalgic about leaving the warm confines of college to become a full-fledged adult. the responsibilities of being one is daunting, especially when i will start working somewhere. now, i have my CI to blame, er, consult if i'm unsure. a few months from now, i'll be going solo. a few months more, i may be out of a job!!!

contemplating these things, i wondered what i would miss the most after i leave the ateneo. tops were: my weekly allowance, the library, my teachers....not!, the library, the soccer field, the library and the library...and oh, the library.

yes, the library, the first friendly institution that welcomed me into the academic womb that is the ateneo. it's the first and about the only thing that i brag about to my friends out in wmsu...and the ateneo fiesta too, but the library, with all its air-conditioned glamour elbows its way to the spotlight. i wonder what i would do without the library to house my sleepy carcass on extremely warm days.

most people think that i go to the library to worship my librarian and to read my daily dose of porn books (y'know, those books that have words like "unbridled passion" or "flaming romance" in their back cover summary), and they're absolutely right ^^ i do love my library (yes, i said my). it's the home to me as the canteen or the now nonexistent catwalk was the hotspot for others.

as i experienced on my first day back, an hour without the library leads me to semi-autism. i walked around town feeling lost, as if i actually lost one of my limbs just because the library was closed. seeing the lib closed is like the biggest shock of my life. i can see the computer center closed or the sanggu closed, but my good old dependable lib??!! never!!?? now i know what an amputee feels like.

now that my days of frolicking between the rows of books are over, i'm spending as much time now in the lib, just absorbing the cool air and raising electricity bills. i used to hide books before, but now i have changed my mind. someone has yet to return anne rice's works and it is deriving me of my usual doses of porn! whoever you are, blast you, you infidel!unhand those books i say!release them!!!

the 9th symphony

i've taken the habit of humming beethoven's 9th symphony when i am either embarassed or pressured into thinking really hard. the loudness and intensity depends upon the gravity and severity of the situation.

i found this habit strange since i was not weaned on mozart and beethoven. my auditory finesse is limited to whatever the neighbors play (from renz verano to disturbed) for the day. in fact, i only knew that the song that has the lyrics "joyful, joyful we adore thee..." was the 9th symphony when i heard it being played over an anime called the "gunslinger girl". so far, i have heard the master's composition in movies like mr. jones (a movie about bipolar disorder), matchpoint (a woody allen film, with scarlett johanson...'nuff said), cruel intentions (with sarah michelle gellar and ryan philippe) and another anime called read or die (about books and paper). whatever the reason, i find humming the music a stress-buster, be it before, during or after an exam. other than that, i do it to annoy my seatmate. effective, but still strange.

until i learned from friends that my father loves singing the star-spangled banner during his operations.

it's genetic.

spot the difference

spot the difference....

20 for 48 hours

i turned 20 last sunday, 8:15 pm.

yipee..