Wednesday, December 10, 2008

probabilistic thinking and carpe diem


as far as i can remember, there has never been a time in my life that i was so sure of something, even until now that i am 24 and supposed to be on my way to charting my career path, my personal goals, and basically my future and my life. guess what, i am still here in the academe, still a perennial "tambay" of the lab, still at the bottom of the so-called "career food-chain": a lowly and broke student.

although continuously bombarded with tons of new information (algorithmics and time complexities are english terms please!), learning the geek-talk ("churva" and "chever" doesnt count though), and slowly embracing the nerd lifestyle (enjoying tv series marathons instead of party and booze), my current situation has somehow led me to think of rationalizing the "why" of it all: my decision to choose the jogging lane of the academic oval instead of the sidewalks of makati, the 38-peso puttanesca from the CS canteen instead of the 300++ one at the high-end italian restos around, the slipper getup over the sleek suit that has become the business district's fashion statement, the "poor" me over the "possibly richer" me.

well to answer the big WHY, let as first have the WHAT IFS, which is a lot more entertaining than the previous. a couple of years ago, my mother told me about DOST offering another scholarship for a graduate degree. being in a not-so-metropolitan city down south (had a previous blog entry about this) and 22 (yes too young to get settled and be contented), i decided it was the best reason to cite in a resignation letter. i honestly do not like to leave my job but my field post is not really as encouraging as it is in the main office. well, having decided otherwise, i could have still been there taking that 4-hour bus ride every week for home, probably already contemplating on marriage or suicide, and probably thinking of another what if: "What if i had really gone to the capital and pursued a graduate degree?"

Well as of this writing, its not a "what if" anymore. Had i decided not to, i would not have gone and experienced what its like to ride MRT at rush hour, to feel the coldest i ever felt in my entire life in Pulag, to be part of the centennial celebrations of my dear university, to actually utilize my voice in singing and being able to sing semi-pro with a group (although very rarely), and a lot more other things, not to mention the most number of flights i had in a year. geez, im beginning to think things really do work on their own, though not exactly always on a happy note but i still get to appreciate how exciting and adventurous my life has been. well somehow i am thankful for having survived the metro despite the meager allowance of a student, for the friendships that has been forged in the social circles that i have joined, and the times spent in the classrooms learning all kinds of geek stuff which i really was not so keen on during my undergraduate years. yes, i guess despite the 20-peso-i-have-left-in-my-pocket experience, or the tryst with my former landlord, or the walks i have to take just to save on fare, i guess i still have two words: Thank you!

i may not have fully explored all the probabilities and the "what ifs" of my recent life, i probably can somehow tell a story on the "why" part of it. i just hope i can always be cheerful despite of whatever that i may experience. im still young and im pretty sure there'll be more to come. someday, i wont have the luxury of youth in my back, i wont be able to experience things anymore, so as early as now, im trying not to get more "what ifs", only answered "whys".

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Guarding Her Heart by Alex


Note: Lala, my ever beloved and reliable sis who happens to be the most "timely" person I ever knew (her messages, her PMs, her texts always comes at the right time when I badly need them, except those spur of the moment movie invites, hehehe), forwarded me this email with an article in it. I was really moved by the story which somehow expresses my point of view (as with the girl in the story). I'd feel very selfish if I would not share it with you so here it is. Much love la..mwah..


It has been more than eight months since I first asked Mariane if she would consider praying for the possibility of having a relationship with her. We have been acquaintances for almost two years before that, in a small group in our church. We were never really close but we were occasionally exchanging emails and sending text messages. She said she would consider.

And between those months, we never so much went out together. We have agreed to get to know each other better by going out on group dates.

She mentioned about the principle of "guarding her heart." That is why she never even allowed me to accompany her home. It was a good thing that I understood the principle. For me, it meant that I would have to respect a lot of things about her. I would have to respect her time which meant I would have to be conscious about limiting my calls during office hours, or sometimes not calling at all. I would have to respect her emotion that is why I never even told her how I felt for her. If we wanted to get to know each other better, we had to avoid developing too much emotional attachment. It would not be fair for both of us if during the "getting to know" stage, we end up realizing we are not meant for each other and yet have already developed emotional bond with each other. That would be very tragic.

A lot of my friends and officemates can't understand the concept. I was not easy and there were a lot of times I desired to have spent more time with her. But I believe it worked well for me because my life never revolved around her. And I believe it worked well for her too. We both had our individual life, focused on serving God through church ministry, secular work and even our family, while getting to know each other.

Some of my friends were even mocking me because our courtship, if it may be called courtship, is not the traditional way. I didn't mind the ridicule at all. It mattered less for me that friends would understand. What mattered most was that she understood my intention. When I asked her to pray for it, I never asked for her response afterwards. When she said she would consider praying for it, I trusted her enough to tell me her response, and God's answer, at the right time, whatever her answer would be.

But some friends understood. And I am very much thankful for their counsel and their prayers. More than ever, I believe in the power of God revealed through prayer.

It has been more than two weeks since she said "yes." During those two weeks, I have witnessed that it was God who orchestrated events in our (me and Marian's) lives. I felt humbled, amazed, awed and grateful. I felt all these things because I knew I never deserved her love, and I never deserved His grace. I realized I am blessed beyond I can imagine, and for that I am very much thankful to God!

Today, we are still getting to know each other better. Each day, we are becoming the best of friends. We have agreed to put God in the center of our relationship. Another principle we have agreed is in limiting our physical contact. It means I can hold her hand, and occasionally put an arm over her shoulder, but nothing beyond that. No kiss. Not even a goodbye kiss. Not even on the cheeks. And so looking back, I realize more and more that it is my heart she has been guarding, and not the opposite. And because of that, I admire her even more.

In being a friend to her, I recall something I wrote before:

For friendship to develop, the virtue of patience must be at play. Friendship can never be rushed, nor can it run roughshod through course of time. It should take its time in season, like a seed unable to do anything but just wait for its time to bloom.
And in putting God at the center of our relationship, I will quote again a concept God impressed to me more than five years ago:

If I, fully human, am capable of loving a person with so much intensity, how much more intense could the love of God be for me? Then, it is not also right that I love God more intensely than I love that person?

taken from http://enigmatix.blogspot.com

Thursday, September 11, 2008

UP Professors' Quotable Quotes

( Note: Received this email...sa mga nakakarelate at nakaexperience, hehehehehe let's celebrate the academic freedom of the profs, kala nyo tayo lang meron? hehehe.....feel free to add your favorite quotable quote from a prof, may it be serious or funny. cyempre, include nyo rin ang name...)

UP Professors' Quotable Quotes

"The aim of policy making is to invoke action! Because action speaks
louder than words! You do not just say I love you. You say: If you
love me, enter me! "
- Dr. Alfonso Pacquing

"Class, next week na lang ung result sa exam nyo. I am having a hard
time checking it. I will seek first the divine guidance on what to do
about it. Class dont worry about your grade. Let me worry about it."
- Sir de jesus, envi sci 1

(valentines day)
"Ano ba yan? Students ba kayo ng UP? Bakit ang bababa ng scores niyo?
Siguro wala kayong date ngayong valentines kaya ganito kayo. Losers!!!
When i was your age i had a date. Hindi ba naapektuhan ng UP FAIR
euphoria ng grades niyo? Parang di kayo masaya..."
(sabay matching tapon ng quizzes sa sahig)
"I won't record this. Go find a date."
(sabay walk out.)
- Sir Doliente, BA

Ma'am: Many people believe that we, psychology graduates can read minds...
(silence)
Actually, we can.
Class: Weh.. Sample..
Ma'am: Right now, you think that I'm bluffin
- Ma'am Chei Billedo, Psych

"I don't give surprise long exams. all exams are announced. Halimbawa,
Class, mageexam tayo, NGAYON NA!"
- Ma'am Chei

"The human body is 70% water. Kaya wala kayong kasaysayan lahat. Pag
may kaaway ka, sabihin mo sa kanya, TUBIG KA LANG!!!
- Dr. Recio

"Oo, nagpapaulan ako ng uno... baket? aanhin ko ba nun? di naman ako
yayaman dun."
- Sir Atoy Navarro, histo I

(commenting on a thesis of a senior student)
'Yang thesis mo? .. Mamamatay ka!! Mamamatay ka!!'
- Dr. llanes, UPM.

"Nasa bandang gilid ang fallopian tube. Kaya kung gusto niyong
magka-anak ng asawa niyo, dapat nakatagilid kayo habang gumagawa."
- Ma'am Meggie, Zoo 10

"Last sem was the first time that I gave a grade of 5, and it felt good!!!"
Prof Goldie, Comm II, circa 1998, first day of class

atheist ako, pero pag nasa bahay, nagro rosary kami ng Nanay ko, eh
kung magalit sa kin yun.
- Socio 11 Prof

"you do not fall in love; you rise in love. That's how you love rationally."
- Dr. FG david

"Try to die! Try to die!"
- sir billones, on a student who is palpitating while taking the exam.
He claims that after incident refreshed na lagi yung estudyante. If I
know, pag naaalala ng estudyanteng yun yung moment na yun, kaya siya
laging refreshed, kasi natatawa siya pag naaalala niya iyon.

"Anong molars? You don't say molars because it is an adjective! Do you
say beautifuls?"
- ma'am ilao, to a student who said "n molars"

"Kahit magpakamatay ka pa di mo masasagot yang problem set na yan
dahil pang-157 (phy chem II) yan!"
- ibid

"Do not memorize! Analyze!"
- doc nic, advising us, her students never to memorize reaction mechanisms

"Kaya nga ideal eh, hindi siya nangyayari sa totoong buhay. Pero an
approximation is good enough"
- sir engle, on ideal and real systems

"Don't take the BAR and yourselves too seriously. baka mabalitaan
nalang namin na nag-o-oral summation kayo sa Luneta. O
lumulutang-lutang sa Pasig River. Enjoy yourselves, relax, and read at
least 15 hours a day. Nakakabobo ang sobrang tulog. MAg relax ka
habang nagbabasa. Magrelax habang nagmi-memorize. "

"Pag nananaba ka sa oras ng exams, ibig sabihin di ka papasa."

"Oh the BAR isn't scary. It's terrifying. It might even kill you."

and the unforgettable: "Wow. Rape-able." and "Stand up Miss ___ so
that I might see the contours of your body."

alternately encouraging and disheartening ang drama nitong prof na'to.

Ito naman from our Prof. Ancient:
"Mga engineers? Nako. Bihira pumapasa sa BAR."

"UP ka nag-undergrad? Bright ka ba?"

"Sa mga taga-UP lang ako bilib eh. Pagpasok nila sa lawschool, hindi
sila disoriented. Bilib ako sa study habits na meron yang mga batang
yan. Some of them look like they eat kamote thrice a day, pero ang
utak, di ututin!" (ewan ko kung matutuwa ako dito o hindi)

sabi ng aming dean who is 80 yrs old, "class you're laughing now, but
i will predecease you all"

prof: O, meron na bang nakapunta sa inyong XXX
class: (tahimik)
prof: (medyo nadisappoint) Ano?! Puro na lang ba kayo aral? Aral na
lang kayo ng aral, ha? Wala na kayong napupuntahan kakaaral niyo!

same prof: Nakita niyo na ba ang Hoover dam?
class: (tahimik uli)
prof: Hehehehe, ang yabang ko talaga!

Second day of classes
Same Prof: (kinuha ang box ng colored chalks) Ano ba naman ito...
(tapos iniitsa sa lamesa yung mga dark colored chalks)
class: (tahimik na nagmamasid)
Prof: Class, sulatan niyo ang manufacturer ng chalk na ito, at
sabihing tanggalin na ang mga walang kwentang kulay na ito... brown,
green, violet. hindi makikita ito sa board. Convince them
class: (tahimik at gulat)
Prof: and .25 incentive sa final grade niyo!

terror prof after an exam (last day na din ng class..): ok class.. see
you next sem!

"Ateneo is not a university, it's a diploma mill. Bakit ba nakangiti
pa mga estudyante dyan kapag lalabas sila ng gate nila, hindi ba nila
nalalaman ang nami-miss nila sa edukasyon?"

"The more wisdom you obtain, the more you shut your mouth. This is
because the more that you learn, the more you realize that there are
even more things that you do not know. The true mark of an idiot is a
loudmouth, the true mark of a wise man is humility"
- Paraphrased galing kay PI100. Puta best prof sa CAL.

"IE? Di naman engineering yun e"
-Thesis adviser

Classmate: Ma'am, pwede po bang next week na kami mag report?
Ma'am: Alam mo, God is good. And I am God. So yes, pwede next week.

galing kay sir U eliserio during creative writing class...
"try everything once except incest"

and one day pumasok ng room, galit na galit. hinagis ang bag sa table,
nagwawala sa harap ng room dahil hindi daw nasagot ng previous class
niya ang question niya. kaya dapat daw masagot namin, ang makasagot
may plus points. kapag walang makasagot, lagot kami. ang tanong....
"class, sinong lalaking artista dun sa TV show na wonder years"?

"Mamatay na mangopya..."
saka
"Ang hindi maka-100, bobo!".

"im gay. so gay i could show you my penis because it is but an
accessory to my body"
- jean navera, spcm1

FIRST DAY OF CLASSES: "Kung may boyfriend o girlfriend kayo na hindi
taga-UP, hiwalayan niyo na agad. Walang pupuntahan yan. Hindi kayo
magkaka-intindihan. Tapos yung mga anak niyo, magiging bobo. Gusto
niyo ba yun?"

ANOTHER PROF: "Hoy girls, wag kayong kukuha ng boyfriend dito sa UP.
Pare-parehas tayong mahirap dito. Kumuha kayo ng mayaman. 80% of the
child's intelligence comes from the Mother naman eh. Kayo guys, wag
kayo kukuha ng bobong babae. Kahit matalino kayo, magiging bobo anak
niyo."

"Class, Chinatown is not in China. And Ateneo de Manila University is
not... a university."

STUDENT: Sir, pwede po magpa-sit in yung friends ko?
PROF: From what school are they?
STUDENT: St. Scho po.
PROF: "Go ahead. So they'll realize what they're missing. St. Scho,
St. Scho... eskwelahan na ba yun sa inyo?!"

sa PHILO:
"I THINK THEREFORE I AM FROM UP!"

"Class, kaya mahal ang bayad sa mga professors sa ibang school kasi
ang bobobo ng mga estudyante dun. Dyuskoh, I used to teach there... at
lumuluha talaga ako ng dugo bago maintindihan ng mga students yung
sinasabi ko. Ang mahal nga ng bayad, magkakasakit ka naman sa panga
kakaulit ng lessons! Wag na lang! Dito na ko sa UP, at least
nagkakaintindihan tayo. Diba?"

Dahil kami ang mga huling estudyante ni Dr. David at mahal na mahal
namin siya, nag-compile kami dati ng mga quotable quotes mula sa
kanya. Ito ang ilan:
"Meanings we find are the meanings we make."
"WHAT YOU LEARN IN UP IS TO GO ON AND NEVER GIVE UP. THAT IF THERE BE
ONE PERSON LEFT STANDING, LET IT BE ME. LET ATENEO FALL FIRST BEFORE
UP..."
"The measure of a man is how many doors he has opened to other people,
especially to those he doesn't know."
"To be born is to die. In between they grow and multiply like flies.
6.2 billion people in the world. Kadiri, ano?"
"Why not life? Why call it soul? Call a spade a spade."
"Earth is the only heaven we can know."
"religion is a successful economic institution"
"Do not live long enough to be worthless."
"Domestication of the human male is one of the greatest achievement of
the human race."
"I do not know many. I only know enough to teach my classes."

"We do not accept anyone here in class except for those who are
members of a certain minority group. For example, gays are part of a
minority group, bakla ka ba? If you admit to this class that you are
gay, then I'll admit you"
- Prof "hail to the chair", to a guy student na nagpre-prerog

"kapatid ng sinungaling ang magnanakaw.
"ergo, gma's marriage to mike arroyo is null and void ab initio."
consti law class, 1st sem, AY 2005-06

"running for summa ka? mapapagod ka lang."

"Si Miriam, crush ko 'yun dati. Muntikan na maging kami, kaso nasiraan
ng ulo, kaya 'yun, iba ang asawa ko."

"Class, gusto ko kayong i-train na mag-English, so when you're here in
class, magsalita kayo ng English! Ako lang ang exempted dahil matanda
na ako at ako ang teacher!"

Ma'am Vitriolo (2nd to the last meeting)
Okay class, next week, we start the lecture proper.

more of Ma'am Ilao
"Hindi mahirap makakuha ng UNO sa class ko. yung gumradweeeyt last
year na Magna Cum Laude ng Biochem, uno siya sakin sa Chem 18"

Sabi ng Prof ko dahil may kaklase akong recite ng recite w/o raising her hand
"I think this is the first time i have a student w/ tourette in my class..."
Recite parin ng recite yung student
"Wow the ejaculatory comments just don't stop!"

from my socsci1 prof last sem: "Birds of the same feather FLOCK
together...don' t forget the L".

"I'll strangle you, strangle you really hard, smack right in your
jugular (pause ng mga 5 seconds), you do know where your jugular is?"

"Be ready with your speech because I am going to lambaste you!"
-namutla nalang yung classmate kong freshie after hearing sir navera
sa spcm 1 namin

'bakit parang napakaligaya ng klase niyo? maging sad naman kayo, 5
mins.' - prof ko sa math 100.

"well of course when you sell your soul you have to make an elaborate
justification to make yourself feel good."
-Sir Walden Bello, Socio 127, this sem
^grabe ang galing ni sir bello. nakakaamaze.

"ano bang natapos mo? italian 8?"

"punyetissima! " (sosyal pati mura italian!)

"look at me i'm 433 years old pero ang lakas lakas ko pa. eh kung
walang gulay eh di kakain na lang ako ng damo. kung wala eh di tubig,
kung wala mag-ipon na lang ako ng laway."
-Sir Tiamson, Italian 11, this sem

When you graduate, then you begin to live.
-Dr. Carmen Jimenez, Psych 118

from Prof Soresca in my spanish 1 class
Prof:"Mr. Gatbunton, why are you late?!"
Student:"Sorry Mam, galing pa ako Las Pinas."
Prof: "Ladies, don't marry somebody from Las Pinas because they have
bamboo organs!!"

"there are only two countries who still use Fahrenheit.. the United
States of America and Liberia... a pathetic country in africa"
- Sir Argete

Marx is more Christian than Christ and Christ is more Marxist than Marx.
- Sir Lanuza.

May kaklase ako, may jowang taga Ateneo
"Ateneo? How could you love someone from the Ateneo? "

sa geol11, ayaw mag-recite ng mga classmates ko..
sabi ni ma'am cathy
"wag na mahiya, you have nothing to lose but your face.."

si sir agapito..habang 2nd exam at malakas ang ulan..
"ang lakas ng ulan, ayos yan at least hindi halata pag umiiyak.."

Class: Sir, sa exams po ba nagbibigay kayo ng partial points?
Prof: Hmm, if I see partial wisdom.

"It's okay to smoke inside my class. As long as you don't breathe it
out." -Dr. Obsioma, Biodiversity

"Oh, this is good. It's poetic because it's perfectly stupid." -
Ricardo de Ungria last week on my classmate's work.

Prof: Did I remind the class last meeting that we're going to have an
exam today?
Class: (dead air)
Prof: Ok, it seems I forgot to remind the class that we're going to
have an exam today. I'm giving you five minutes then to buy a
bluebook. We're going to have an exam today.

sir tiamson (span 11)
"ayan, di ka makasagot. yung bakal sa ngipin mo naapektuhan na yung
pagsasalita mo"

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

adieu to my old home.....



While on my way back to the web science lab at the Engg Lib 2 Bldg, an old housemate sent me an SMS telling me he dropped by our old place today. It has been a month now since I visited that place I once called home here in the campus and Jeff's text message seemed to be the perfect timing for my next visit. He told me he's at Manang Cresing's house where he left his stuff (Manang Cresing lives just behind the house we stayed) and plans to get the remaining boxes at his former boarding house this afternoon before heading back to Bicol. Well, I figured out I could spare maybe half an hour there and see what has become of our dear old "bhaus."

With an umbrella in hand and a bag on the other, I say it was like all the other usual walks I had to make when I was still a resident of Velasquez St. I recalled how I look forward getting home in rainy afternoons like these last semester where I would usually hurry to my room (which is at the basement of the house) and spend maybe an hour or so lying in that cozy bed, counting the lizards trudging the termite-infested ceiling just above me. I say I have the coziest and coolest room in the house. My housemates would come knocking at my door on hot afternoons where all the other rooms would be unbearable for habitation.

In the evenings when I forgot to buy food from SC, I would just go to the kitchen and do the magic face and hand trick to Ate Cresing. In a little while, I will have food served in the dining table. We would gather at the living room and turn on Ate Nene's chandelier-like ceiling fan, settle in our respective corners and somehow get lost with all our MPs, readings and papers, pausing occasionally for some chitchat and "kulitan" (Kristine! Caruth! Lorraine! miss you guys!)...And of course, who would ever forget the automatic lid opening trash bin of Ate Nene! It's so...ahmm..high tech?! hehehehe....

As Jeff and I walked through the hallways and rooms of the old house, it seemed that it has been empty for so long. No more furniture, no more beds, no more smell of Ate Cresing's cooking from the kitchen, no more of Kuya Butch's inaudible yells everytime someone comes in at the front door, no more of Ate Baby's voice on the phone just right below the staircase, no more of the laughter in the evenings on hell week. It was not anythong like this a month ago when I dropped by to sleep at Ate Edith's bed before a class. Geez, it was a 6-month stay yet it was memorable. I wonder how much it felt for all the others who stayed there for years, like Jeff for instance who stayed there for four years. It was just sad seeing the house in its current state: lonely, deserted, empty, all its signs of human life now replaced with the sound of the crickets outside, the rain falling down on the roof, and the smell of rat that somehow engulfed the whole house now. :(


Friday, September 05, 2008

those Bach Classics and Neruda's lines made me do this...

I was thinking...

...maybe this just means I should let go.
...maybe its just me, I'm always too afraid.
...maybe I'm just too simple and too typical...not even at par with all those you fancy and those who fancy you.
...maybe I'm just too complicated and too thoughtful.
...I wish I could just tell you how I feel and nothing will ever change.
...I wish I could just speak to you of my sweet mumblings and face another day as if nothing happened.
...I wish I did not let myself too involved...but it's too late.

...Maybe I should stop thinking.

Monday, September 01, 2008

cant help but cry...


a few moments ago, a friend from davao posted something on my friendster profile that really made me cry...geez, felt so homesick...

(translated) "went to jollibee with yvone last saturday. there's the empty seat..missing you."

saturdays are usually my time with church friends (the kababatas). we usually eat lunch together at yvone's place or maybe go to jollibee or chowking and chit chat over french fries...at times, it would be some chicken barbecue at the pandok's...sometimes, it would just be the three of us, at times with the whole gang..and i am usually the odd one (all of them have husbands or boyfriends in tow, hehe), the perennially single unattached gal, always teased as the most elusive despite all their retos (haha, career dating nga daw...well friends ko sila, wag na magreklamo, bleeeh). at the end of the kulitan, they would never fail to tell me that ill soon meet my match...hahaha, that's what friends for ayt? hehehe....

they have been my longest friends. i miss them really. tears really fell reading that line...geez, im such a tear jerker...

Thursday, July 31, 2008

im IT!

Haha I really am sorry la. Didnt quite get the guestbook message you placed at my homepage. So this is what I'm supposed to do. I am to give 10 stuff about me....For some reference, I decided to post your answer here too and added mine in italics..I realized we share some common stuff la hahahahah......:D

1. I have a collection of receipts. Any receipt that would link me to a memory (e.g. a receipt from when I celebrated my birthday with friends, or the receipt of the first thing I bought with my first-every paycheck). The oldest receipt I have is from my birthday year 1986, of a useless Barbie doll bought by my mom's hard-earned money... Funny thing about this collection is people think I'd collect just about any receipt I can get my hands on. DUH. I have no plans to be B.I.R.'s BFF, y'know. So please stop giving me receipts from when you bought mints from the local grocery!

Guess what? I also have a collection of receipts! Though not as old as you have, but I used to have a clipper hanging on my study table when I was in college where all (yes literally ALL) of my receipts for the sem are placed. Geez, I didnt have any idea that I could be the most coveted BFF of BIR for that...Anyway, I decided to get rid of them. But I still get to see some receipts on my wallet every now and then for some laundry a couple of months ago...hehehehe...

2. I believe that I am Garfield turned into a human female. Seriously :)

I say I believe in love and destiny. Hehehehe...I am your hopeless romantic Bridget Jones personified! But I still havent got that happy ending yet. :-<

3. When I was in Grade 3, I got hooked on the "Adventures of Tin Tin" Series that I'd fake sickness just to get out of class, and instead of going to the clinic, I'd head off to the library and spend the whole afternoon there. (I now have DVDs of the Tin Tin animation series, but nothing beats the good ol' big magazines!)

Hmmm, for this cartoon themed item, I say I am one of those die hard Samurai X fanatics...I even got interested in Japanese history for the mere reason that Kenshin Himura was rumored to be an adaptation of a real-life assasin of the Meiji era.....I remembered paying 120 pesos for the 3 Sam x OVA pirated copies. Twas the payment for the VCDs then...See how expensive blank CDs were back then!

4. The top 2 places I'll have to go to before I die would be Egypt and Japan. These places are so alive inside of me that I'd smell the cherry blossoms of Japan and feel the coarse sand of Egypt in my face... I'll have to visit the tombs in Egypt and join an archeological dig. In Japan, I would have a no-holds barred makeover that one can only pull off while there.

The Alps would be one. And New York. I have been dreaming living in those places....

5. My secret dream job- which I'm now going to divulge so it'll be a secret no more- is to be a herpetologist, and my would-be specialty: snakes and crocodiles. I will never cease to be amazed at these beautiful creatures. All predatory, all muscle, yet they move with unbelievable grace. They strike fear in me, true, but their power and wild nature only make them more magnetic that I cannot help but be drawn to them.

My dream job (I omitted the secret for reasons implicated above) is to be a travel show host...I was a big fan of the Lonely Planet show in Discovery Channel....

6. They say old habits die hard. So this is in connection to number 3. While in college, I'd often skip my morning class on Mondays because I'd stay at home watching the Snakewrangler series. (Snakewrangler or P.I 100... snakewrangler or P.I.100.... SNAKEWRANGLER!!!) BUT, when my professor began asking my older sister why I keep missing his class, and she in turned nagged me in so many creative ways, I figured I'll have to make do with reruns... oh and yeah, I managed to pass the subject.

Habits...err...does procrastination count? Hehe...BIg time crammer here!

7. I am a frustrated musician... for a music-lover such as myself, I consider this a tragedy.

Me too!!! Geez, it has always been my dream to create beautiful music but I dont think I am blessed with that talent....

8. I cried when I saw Cynthia Alexander play Comfort In Your Strangeness, Fete dela Musique 2004. I cried buckets when I read Bridges of Madison Country. I am such a crybaby, it's embarrassing.

I cry in every chick flick I watched! Cry baby too! I even cried watching sex and the city...pathetic tear glands....

9. I'm a huge Jet Li fan. I can watch his movies over and over again, and again... and again. (hmm...maybe not much of The One). I shall meet him one day.

When I was a kid (was I in gradeschool?), I used to have a big crush on Mark Anthony Fernandez! Hahaha, this is embarassing!

10. My favorite movie is Love Me If You Dare (Jeux d'enfants)

Well I have loads. I am one of those who'd rather spend a lazy Sunday couch potatoing..hehehehe.....


Thursday, July 17, 2008

Lucky Number 8

Got this from megsy. I say this is how multiply answers the "survey" phenomenon of friendster.

* in the 8 facts, you share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you. at the end, you tag as much other bloggers to keep the fun going. each blogger must post these rules first.
* each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

1. I used to eat rice with FRESH eggs and a pinch of salt to flavor. When I was 5, that was my favorite meal. and I also "drink" FRESH eggs straight. I just crack a bit of an egg's shell, sprinkle some salt, and mix the concoction with a toothpick. Weird. No wonder I was as fat as the "Kung Fu Panda" then..hehehe...

2. I had an eye operation when I was in second year college (twas a sem break and just a few days of recuperation)...some cyst...just benign...nothin serious...

3. I always thought I'd pursue a career related to the natural/basic sciences..guess what, I am in the math world! tsktsk...and i still feel i dont fit in.

4. I so fancied space when i was much much younger. I would so love looking at the sky on a clear, cloudless night and dream about going to the moon. i watched apollo 13 and contact several times. i aced a physics exam in college (prolly the only time na nagtop ako sa 80+ or so na class) when the topic was all about astronomy and cosmology...and nobody else might have remembered that...geez...When I die, I'd like to be buried in the evening so that I could say goodnight to the stars and they could see me finally being cradled to my eternal slumber.

5. I used to love the number 3. I dont know, I felt lucky with that number. Maybe psychological...

6. I was rushed to the hospital one time due to hyperventilation. And yes later was diagnosed with asthma. I used to have an inhaler but decided i should get on with my life without it. I still do get attacks though but very seldom.

7. I am good at hiding, and keeping secrets...let's say one of the best. ;)

8. I am bad at rejecting or refusing someone I dont like.

i TAG all of YOU! hehe...

Monday, July 14, 2008

The Ring 4

Link

Who said that you can't be a star in a horror movie? Click on the link above and see how you can have loads of fun without shedding a single buck or getting drunk...Just some loads of imagination, creativity and of course, a bag of sense of humor...You'll never know how much fun you can have.

PS. Kakapagod na magsave ng pictures. Chaka naunahan na ako ni anne eh so xa na pinagpost ko..hehehe......

Monday, July 07, 2008

Of Manholes and Bruised Knees

I just got off the Ikot jeep at the park last Thursday evening and was to start my march towards our crib (by the way its about a 100 meters or maybe more) when I heard my phone sound. After not having received any text message from anyone for one whole day, I was quite excited to open my phone and see who has disrupted my oh-so-boring text life.

A smile crossed my face when I saw my roommie's name on my message inbox asking me where I was and where do I plan to eat dinner. Excited after having a very hectic "reading" day (I will be having my first research report the next day), I immediately pressed the reply button of my phone and began rummaging the keypads for a very quick "yep,m on my way".

Just as I was about to send the message, I somehow noticed the ground shaking. I did not exactly pay attention when suddenly I found myself a little lower than the sidewalk I was supposed to be walking in. Then all of a sudden, I lost my balance and found myself in a position where my one hand is tightly holding my phone and the other on the rim of a manhole! Can you believe it? I fell in a manhole!!!

I looked around and saw that there was this guy at the shed not so far away looking at me. I really did not try to look closely and I am not exactly sure if he was smiling or worse, laughing at me. I could not care less. I tried to muster some guts, tried my best to get a grin on my face, and pull myself up out of that [thank-heavens] dry manhole. Good thing it was already dark or the people who might have seen me could have noticed how I turned red with shame. It's like placing a big placard on my forehead marked with a very big "stupid".

Geez, we had an incredible laughtrip when I reached home after telling everyone what happened to me. No one would have believed me at first but seeing those super dark bruises on my knees, you would not dare say I was lying. How could I? Hehe...