A/N: Finally, I complete a blogging challenge. And I posted this early to make sure I don't miss it.
May 12, 2011. Around this time.
"So, are you my girlfriend now?"
"Try to ask me properly :)"
"Fine xD. Rae Angelei Regalado, will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes :)"
Monday, December 31, 2012
Delta-Life Moments - Frog's Cousin
The toad. Well, not really its cousin, it's just that they look similar and they are often mistaken for the other. More like a brother, come to think of it. But I'm talking about that toad.
I'm talking about the ToaD.
I rarely read, and that's something every single one of my friends can attest to. I really dislike reading. Out of the 16 books we were required to read in high school, I only actually read 3, the rest I got info on from the internet, mostly SparkNotes. Other than that, the only other books I've read are from the Harry Potter and the Artemis Fowl series. And that's probably it.
Short stories, I'm not very fond of as well. But I read them more frequently than books and online series and what not. Very rarely can short stories get me addicted to them. And there's this one special series that have gotten really really close to me. And it's written by none other than my best friend.
We are both pretty much confused and puzzled about the origins of our friendships. What we both know is that suddenly we became friends through the Lonely Elective Gazebo (see previous post), then somehow we became close friends, and now were pretty much the best of friends.
Now were pretty much somehow like those new stereotypes for best friends, you know, ones who curse each other to death, basically the opposite of what best friends were originally thought to be. And along with this, there are a lot more stupid, crazy, weird, awkward, random and basically events that do not make any sense that has happened between us compared to the ones that do make sense. And somehow, these things keep us together.
This person has completely changed my life ever since we've became best friends. I still can't get over some of the weird things that has happened between us. But beyond these, it can't be helped to get on each others' nerves. I mean, she have ditched me more times than she showed up this semester, she have replaced (not really, but it feels like it, haha) me with her new best friend/s in Ateneo, and some more other stuff. Other than that, I have aggravated her on more than a few occasions as well.
But beyond all of these, she's still my best friend. And she will probably be for a really long time, beyond bad stuff, beyond not-so-awkward-anymore late night conversations, beyond all of these, and even beyond being a distant relative to someone I personally dislike (possibly a frog, cause this could be a title reference as well, haha).
I only hope, though, that this will not be like my other 'best friend' stories. Or so to say, 'ex-best friend' stories.
A/N: Cause she'd probably read this sooner or later, yes, this is a dedication post for you. Can't I not? It's almost the end of the year anyway, hahahaha xD. Hi Thea >:D<
A/N: Cause she'd probably read this sooner or later, yes, this is a dedication post for you. Can't I not? It's almost the end of the year anyway, hahahaha xD. Hi Thea >:D<
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Delta-Life Moments - Sweet Moments
A/N: Double post today cause I missed one yesterday. Anyway. Here's number 8.
Not actual sweet moments, but sweet moments. These delectable delights have turned my life around ever since I ate them. I can not imagine me living without any chocolate.
I have to admit something, I absolutely dislike white chocolate. Why? It's too sweet for chocolate. Chocolate is not supposed to be that sweet.
I tried Top Deck for one reason, and one reason only: it was basically two chocolate bars in one. Even though it had white chocolate, I just had to try it. And it was one of the chocolates that I totally and completely love. It was the only white chocolate (or at least part white chocolate) that I would ever look for.
For all my life, I have always, always loved Ferrero Rocher. It was one of those chocolate treats that would explode flavor in your mouth. And I also have always had a thing for dark choco. So it came to no surprise that I was head over heels over Ferrero Rondnoir. It was none other than Ferrero's line of dark chocolate. And it was completely heavenly. Other than that, no other word could justify this chocolate. Sadly, it has become extremely difficult to come by anymore, other than in sets.
But beyond all these chocolate, there is the one that is very close to my heart.
It wasn't like any other chocolate, it was pretty much weird in shape, had something other than fruit or nuts inside, but somehow, it tasted fantastic. And ever since then, I have used this chocolate in much more ways other than just plain old eating. I've put this on hot chocolate to make it even richer. I used this to top a brownie cake I've made once. And it's not to shabby for initiating kisses as well. Not that I would know, of course. (Read it somewhere, I think. Yeah.)
But the most viable reason for me using and buying this chocolate so much? It's her favorite. And trust me, there are so many memories that this chocolate has been involved in.
Not actual sweet moments, but sweet moments. These delectable delights have turned my life around ever since I ate them. I can not imagine me living without any chocolate.
I have to admit something, I absolutely dislike white chocolate. Why? It's too sweet for chocolate. Chocolate is not supposed to be that sweet.
I tried Top Deck for one reason, and one reason only: it was basically two chocolate bars in one. Even though it had white chocolate, I just had to try it. And it was one of the chocolates that I totally and completely love. It was the only white chocolate (or at least part white chocolate) that I would ever look for.
For all my life, I have always, always loved Ferrero Rocher. It was one of those chocolate treats that would explode flavor in your mouth. And I also have always had a thing for dark choco. So it came to no surprise that I was head over heels over Ferrero Rondnoir. It was none other than Ferrero's line of dark chocolate. And it was completely heavenly. Other than that, no other word could justify this chocolate. Sadly, it has become extremely difficult to come by anymore, other than in sets.
But beyond all these chocolate, there is the one that is very close to my heart.
It wasn't like any other chocolate, it was pretty much weird in shape, had something other than fruit or nuts inside, but somehow, it tasted fantastic. And ever since then, I have used this chocolate in much more ways other than just plain old eating. I've put this on hot chocolate to make it even richer. I used this to top a brownie cake I've made once. And it's not to shabby for initiating kisses as well. Not that I would know, of course. (Read it somewhere, I think. Yeah.)
But the most viable reason for me using and buying this chocolate so much? It's her favorite. And trust me, there are so many memories that this chocolate has been involved in.
Delta-Life Moments - Lonely Elective Breaks
A/N: This was supposed to be for yesterday, but for some unforeseen circumstances, we went to the beach, I got stung by a jellyfish and got bitten by a shark. For the record, this took me 4 hours to write cause I lost my 9 fingers. The shark then became full of my finger food. Hahaha.
There came a time in high school where there was a common 2 and a half hour breaks for everyone, somewhere in the lines of two class periods plus a small break. And you get to fill up those periods with an elective. But you only get one. And the schedule (usually) is either the first or the second period. Sadly, the elective I liked was at the second period, but most of the other electives were in the first. So it was pretty much quiet of juniors during the first period. Except for this one gazebo.
This certain gazebo had a mixture of students from different sections. And they also came from different electives. And somehow, because of the schedule, those people would then become a group of really good friends. One that no distance could completely separate them all. And until now, they pretty much still are together.
We, pretty much are.
<Darren, Angelei, Marlo, Jeremil, Leif, Lianne, Ria, Thea, Jia, Justin, Edmond, Maki, Dennis, Quina> + [Patrick, Kenneth, Jelor, Ronida, Kerwin, Jaren]
If any one of you guys reads this, please, I'm begging, can we please already have our overnight? Please?
A/N: Nah, none of those stuff (jellyfish, swimming, shark) ever happened,I was just too lazy to post this early, and I wasn't home yesterday. Yey
Friday, December 28, 2012
Delta-Life Moments - Do You Hear The People Sing?
Will you join in our crusade?Those words echoed in the auditorium as the musicale draws to a close. The chorus sung with such intensity sent chills to everyone listening to it. It left the audience in awe, even after the curtains closed in.
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Somewhere beyond the barricade
Is there a world we long to see?
Do you hear the people sing?
Say, do you hear the distant drums?
It is the future that they bring
When tomorrow comes
When your girlfriend is in a major musical production, you should show your support. Even though I wasn't the biggest fan of musicals, I had to at least be there for her during late practices and rehearsals. But what I saw during those rehearsals changed the way I think about musicals forever.
As the cast practiced to stage one of the greatest musicals in the world, Les Miserables, you can't help but get lost in the music. Every lyric, every rhythm, it enslaves you and brings you to a different world. And I did not expect it to be this good.
By the time of the first show of the musicale, I got myself a seat in the front. Apparently, it was reserved just for me. When the first notes started to blast through the speakers, the audience was caught in a trance. Everyone was listening in anticipation. The songs makes you either want to sing your heart's content, or make you cry with the power of the song. And I was there, sitting in awe. Words can't describe what I was feeling as I watched and listened to the entire musicale. Saying it was wonderful couldn't even cut it.
From then, my curiosity of the musicale grew even more. And soon, I found myself listening to Cameron MacKintosh's production of the Les Miserables for it's 25th Anniversary over and over again. And I still do.
Now, I await in anticipation for the movie adaption of the musical. Sadly, it is to be premiered only on January 16th here due to the Metro Manila Film Festival. Oh well.
A/N: This is the 6th day in the challenge. And forgive me if it seems weird and all, the way I write. I mean, it's already 12:30 in the morning anyway. I should really work on these challenges much earlier. Oh well.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Delta-Life Moments - I Wanna Be The Very Best
I was 7 years old then.
It was a few days after Christmas. I woke up to a huge box in the living room. I was soon to find out that those were some gifts from our relatives in the States. And what was inside that box would soon change the very person I am.
As a kid, I still get toys as much as I can for Christmas and my birthday. This Christmas is no different. What I got was another box, a square one to be exact. It was yellow all throughout except for the gray rectangle to the left side with the words "GAME BOY" in blue. In the middle, a picture of a yellow mouse with sparks coming out. On top of it, the words "Pokemon Yellow: Special Pikachu Edition" were written. In more words than one, it looked a little like this:
Being the naive little kid I was, I opened it immediately. I found a cartridge colored yellow with a label the same as the one in the cover of the box. There was also a booklet that dropped. For a while, I was wondering how in the world would I play with this thing? At that very moment, my question would be answered.
Apparently there was another box for me. As I opened it, it contained this little thing popped up.
The very first member of the Nintendo Gameboy family, the Gameboy Pocket.
And this marked the very start of the countless days staying at home playing, hundreds of AAA batteries used up, numerous nights I stayed up just to play and so much more memories.
Of course, knowing the Pokemon franchise, it did nothing but grow. The next game in the series I got was Pokemon Gold. After that, my Gameboy Pocket flashed it's final lights. And yes, I gave it a proper burial and it's still in our garage, buried. Other than that, I've started to watch every episode of the anime series. I was so addicted to the point that I should be at home and should be holding the remote to the television by 7:15 pm everyday so I can reserve the 30 mins of air time by 7:30.
From then, I found myself playing all the versions at least thrice completely, although on the computer using an emulator. Eventually though, I got a Gameboy Advance SP, but I was not able to get as much Pokemon games as I liked. The anime, I still continued to watch until it stopped airing. Plus a little extra, I downloaded every movie they had. Heh.
And now, I'm here, still playing those games like there's no tomorrow, well, not really. Although ever since the DS games came up, I was not exactly able to keep up. I still haven't finished Pokemon Black/White, and Black/White 2 has already been released. Heck, rumors of a 6th Generation for the 3DS are already popping up.
The anime series have also caught up on me. Cartoon Network started airing them again, but I haven't caught on. Downloads are taking too long so I can't watch everything. The movies have also caught up on me. I can't find good download sources as much as I did for the previous movies. Usually, they only come up weeks, or even months after the original airing.
But even with all these, the passion I have for the franchise is still burning hot. Pokemon has always and will forever be a part of my life. And I will not stop until I become the World's Greatest Pokemon Master.
It was a few days after Christmas. I woke up to a huge box in the living room. I was soon to find out that those were some gifts from our relatives in the States. And what was inside that box would soon change the very person I am.
As a kid, I still get toys as much as I can for Christmas and my birthday. This Christmas is no different. What I got was another box, a square one to be exact. It was yellow all throughout except for the gray rectangle to the left side with the words "GAME BOY" in blue. In the middle, a picture of a yellow mouse with sparks coming out. On top of it, the words "Pokemon Yellow: Special Pikachu Edition" were written. In more words than one, it looked a little like this:
Being the naive little kid I was, I opened it immediately. I found a cartridge colored yellow with a label the same as the one in the cover of the box. There was also a booklet that dropped. For a while, I was wondering how in the world would I play with this thing? At that very moment, my question would be answered.
Apparently there was another box for me. As I opened it, it contained this little thing popped up.
The very first member of the Nintendo Gameboy family, the Gameboy Pocket.
And this marked the very start of the countless days staying at home playing, hundreds of AAA batteries used up, numerous nights I stayed up just to play and so much more memories.
Of course, knowing the Pokemon franchise, it did nothing but grow. The next game in the series I got was Pokemon Gold. After that, my Gameboy Pocket flashed it's final lights. And yes, I gave it a proper burial and it's still in our garage, buried. Other than that, I've started to watch every episode of the anime series. I was so addicted to the point that I should be at home and should be holding the remote to the television by 7:15 pm everyday so I can reserve the 30 mins of air time by 7:30.
From then, I found myself playing all the versions at least thrice completely, although on the computer using an emulator. Eventually though, I got a Gameboy Advance SP, but I was not able to get as much Pokemon games as I liked. The anime, I still continued to watch until it stopped airing. Plus a little extra, I downloaded every movie they had. Heh.
And now, I'm here, still playing those games like there's no tomorrow, well, not really. Although ever since the DS games came up, I was not exactly able to keep up. I still haven't finished Pokemon Black/White, and Black/White 2 has already been released. Heck, rumors of a 6th Generation for the 3DS are already popping up.
The anime series have also caught up on me. Cartoon Network started airing them again, but I haven't caught on. Downloads are taking too long so I can't watch everything. The movies have also caught up on me. I can't find good download sources as much as I did for the previous movies. Usually, they only come up weeks, or even months after the original airing.
But even with all these, the passion I have for the franchise is still burning hot. Pokemon has always and will forever be a part of my life. And I will not stop until I become the World's Greatest Pokemon Master.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Delta-Life Moments - Blue or Maroon?
A/N: This is technically not an advanced post since I've been writing a few hours late for the pat few days. Anyway, this is Day 4 of my Delta-Life Moments Challenge (otherwise known as the Life Changing Moments Challenge, the challenge right after the supposed doomsday)
Coming from the premiere science high school in the country, not to brag, but statistically, it should come to no surprise that I end up with a decision on where to go for college. So far, I have to make the choice between UP, Ateneo, UST and Mapua. But the way to UST and Mapua is filled with traffic on top of it being very far from home in the first place, so it's out of the list. Now, I have to make the choice between the two remaining.
If I choose Ateneo, I would be taking up a five-year course in Applied Mathematics and Finance. But what's so special that made it a five-year course is that the fifth year serves as my masteral year. Which means that I would have a Masters degree by the time I finish the five-year course.
If I choose UP, I would also be taking up a five-year course, but in Chemical Engineering. Admittedly, I'd like Math better than Chemistry, and engineering for that matter. So when it comes to the course, I'd definitely go to Ateneo.
Being both along Katipunan, or at least their entrances, they're pretty much easily accessible, so commuting will not be much of a difference between the two.
I have my share of friends both in Ateneo and in UP. Plus, I have one best friend in each university. But one person could make all the difference in the world.
Yes, Angelei would be studying in UP, taking up Biology for four years. If ever I choose to go to Ateneo, I could still probably go and visit. But still, being in the same school is way different from just visiting.
So yeah, eventually I make my choice of going to UP. And now, for almost a semester and a half, I'm still here. Things may have been better if I went to Ateneo, but that's all behind me now. For now, I still have around four and a half years of studying, four and a half years in UP, and more importantly, four and a half years more to spend with her in UP.
Coming from the premiere science high school in the country, not to brag, but statistically, it should come to no surprise that I end up with a decision on where to go for college. So far, I have to make the choice between UP, Ateneo, UST and Mapua. But the way to UST and Mapua is filled with traffic on top of it being very far from home in the first place, so it's out of the list. Now, I have to make the choice between the two remaining.
If I choose Ateneo, I would be taking up a five-year course in Applied Mathematics and Finance. But what's so special that made it a five-year course is that the fifth year serves as my masteral year. Which means that I would have a Masters degree by the time I finish the five-year course.
If I choose UP, I would also be taking up a five-year course, but in Chemical Engineering. Admittedly, I'd like Math better than Chemistry, and engineering for that matter. So when it comes to the course, I'd definitely go to Ateneo.
Being both along Katipunan, or at least their entrances, they're pretty much easily accessible, so commuting will not be much of a difference between the two.
I have my share of friends both in Ateneo and in UP. Plus, I have one best friend in each university. But one person could make all the difference in the world.
Yes, Angelei would be studying in UP, taking up Biology for four years. If ever I choose to go to Ateneo, I could still probably go and visit. But still, being in the same school is way different from just visiting.
So yeah, eventually I make my choice of going to UP. And now, for almost a semester and a half, I'm still here. Things may have been better if I went to Ateneo, but that's all behind me now. For now, I still have around four and a half years of studying, four and a half years in UP, and more importantly, four and a half years more to spend with her in UP.
Delta-Life Moments - Fulfilling My Destiny
"Congratulations! Finally, the 12A batch has been completed. Welcome to KEM!"
Congratulations, hugs and momentous cheering filled the evening air as the Special Final Rites ended. Why special? Because it was held only for those who were not able to attend the actual Final Rites.
Now, I am bound under oath to not speak of what happened during the actual ceremony, but that is not exactly the point of this post in the first place.
November 19, at around 9:30 pm, I am finally a member of UP KEM.
UP KEM houses a really diverse group of people But no matter how diverse we are, we are united as one, as a family. And this is why I love this organization so much. No matter how you may seem different, you are still part of it.
And being a part of a family, you must definitely do your part in it.
For my first ever year in college, I take part, not just as an audience, in one of the noisiest events during the annual Engineering Week, the Smoker Night. It was an event like no other, I can promise you that. I can't exactly describe it in words, you have to experience it first hand to fully grasp what it is. The closest I can give to a description is the actual description of it by the Student Council.
To further reinforce my statement, these are just some of the things I've witnessed/done during the night: perform topless in front of most of the affiliated engineering students, act gay for your close friend in front of the same audience, people drunk performing on stage, the star of the performance is a huge penis, the crowd filling the air with curses and middle fingers, and that's just the beginning.
Now, do I regret being part of this so-called tradition? Definitely not. Will I ever take part in it again? You can bet on it.
A/N: Note, this series of events for my 10 day Delta-Life Moments Challenge is not strictly chronological. Just saying.
Congratulations, hugs and momentous cheering filled the evening air as the Special Final Rites ended. Why special? Because it was held only for those who were not able to attend the actual Final Rites.
Now, I am bound under oath to not speak of what happened during the actual ceremony, but that is not exactly the point of this post in the first place.
November 19, at around 9:30 pm, I am finally a member of UP KEM.
UP KEM houses a really diverse group of people But no matter how diverse we are, we are united as one, as a family. And this is why I love this organization so much. No matter how you may seem different, you are still part of it.
And being a part of a family, you must definitely do your part in it.
For my first ever year in college, I take part, not just as an audience, in one of the noisiest events during the annual Engineering Week, the Smoker Night. It was an event like no other, I can promise you that. I can't exactly describe it in words, you have to experience it first hand to fully grasp what it is. The closest I can give to a description is the actual description of it by the Student Council.
A night event that features sixteen (16) Engineering-based organizations that will strut their stuff to prove that our country's future engineers are not only good in numbers but also have a good eye in discussing socially-relevant issues through the representation of the different departments in the Philippines in an exquisite theater production.Note the use of the word 'exquisite', it is misleading to say the least.
To further reinforce my statement, these are just some of the things I've witnessed/done during the night: perform topless in front of most of the affiliated engineering students, act gay for your close friend in front of the same audience, people drunk performing on stage, the star of the performance is a huge penis, the crowd filling the air with curses and middle fingers, and that's just the beginning.
Now, do I regret being part of this so-called tradition? Definitely not. Will I ever take part in it again? You can bet on it.
A/N: Note, this series of events for my 10 day Delta-Life Moments Challenge is not strictly chronological. Just saying.
Monday, December 24, 2012
Delta-Life Moments - Tragic Royalty
It was the final day of the final periodic exams back in second year. For some reason, no one was asking people to go out for class reunions, or simple gatherings or whatnot. So me and Lei, our resident Chinese guy, decided to go out, to the conveniently located mall near the school, TriNoMa.
Leif, being the guy that he is, decided to break confidentiality between him and one of our mutual friends. And it went a little something like this.
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It was also in second year that my fascination with collecting card decks started. And I got it from Leif. So being the end of the school year, we decided to burn some money, well, me. I got myself a Bicycle Guardian and a Bicycle Tragic Royalty deck. <look them both up if you must>.
For some reason,that conversation before we got to the mall stuck with me. And I kept bugging Leif about it. So we went to the food court and he gave his ultimatum. We were playing randomly with the decks, particularly the Tragic Royalty. We decided to make use of the deck as a fortune telling one, or at least something close to it. We ask a question, and if the next card flipped was of the suit or number that was predetermined, then the answer was a yes. Otherwise, it would be no. Seemed fair, right?
It was working quite randomly on the first few trials we asked, making wrong assumptions as it was supposed to. But when we got to asking questions regarding the thing we talked about, it seemed consistent to what he was saying. And we repeated it. Over and over again. With the same results.
Eventually we got tired and had to go home. Before parting ways, we had another short conversation about it.
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Then I left, leaving him there confused and alone. Well, not really. I'm pretty sure he caught on. And that's how mostly everything started. And I'm sure glad it did.
Epilogue
Well, almost three years after that incident, I've lost contact with that deck. I've given it to my close friend for his birthday a few months back. And I hope he's been putting it to good use, or at least, he will.
Leif, being the guy that he is, decided to break confidentiality between him and one of our mutual friends. And it went a little something like this.
<convo st="translated, non-verbatim">
Leif</convo>
Me
Did you know? I think Angelei likes you
Really? Nah, you wishNo, seriously. Look at this text she sent me last night.Leif, would it be okay to like your ex's close friend?It couldn't have been Marlo, she said she was scared of him. Nor could it be me, why would she be telling me this then? And I doubt it's any of his Sapphire friends, she's not close to any of them. And that leaves you.
You're just messing with me. Come on, let's just go to Trinoma.
It was also in second year that my fascination with collecting card decks started. And I got it from Leif. So being the end of the school year, we decided to burn some money, well, me. I got myself a Bicycle Guardian and a Bicycle Tragic Royalty deck. <look them both up if you must>.
For some reason,that conversation before we got to the mall stuck with me. And I kept bugging Leif about it. So we went to the food court and he gave his ultimatum. We were playing randomly with the decks, particularly the Tragic Royalty. We decided to make use of the deck as a fortune telling one, or at least something close to it. We ask a question, and if the next card flipped was of the suit or number that was predetermined, then the answer was a yes. Otherwise, it would be no. Seemed fair, right?
It was working quite randomly on the first few trials we asked, making wrong assumptions as it was supposed to. But when we got to asking questions regarding the thing we talked about, it seemed consistent to what he was saying. And we repeated it. Over and over again. With the same results.
Eventually we got tired and had to go home. Before parting ways, we had another short conversation about it.
<convo st="translated, non-verbatim">
Wait, are you sure that she really does like me?Yes. I'm seriously sure.
Fine. Well, in that case, yay!Huh? Why are you celebrating?
Cause, she likes me.You've got to be kidding me, right?
Maybe.
</convo>
Then I left, leaving him there confused and alone. Well, not really. I'm pretty sure he caught on. And that's how mostly everything started. And I'm sure glad it did.
Epilogue
Well, almost three years after that incident, I've lost contact with that deck. I've given it to my close friend for his birthday a few months back. And I hope he's been putting it to good use, or at least, he will.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Delta-Life Moments - I Shouldn't Be Here
<Sorry about not updating as I promised. And yeah, I got lazy D:. Anyway, here's a 10 part series of the 10 things that have changed my life thus far. They will most likely not be in chronological order, nor will they probably make much sense to everyone. So yeah. Oh, and I'll probably be finishing this series cause of people bugging me to do so xD>
If you do not know yet, I had my share of suicidal tendencies almost 3 years ago. Maybe I was stupid, maybe I was really just going through a bad time, but the most important part is that I am still here.
It was Christmas Eve, 2009, and my family went home to the province to celebrate Christmas with my grandma's side of the family. Right after dinner, I went to sit down on my favorite sofa. It was a cushioned sofa for one, that extends to a desk on the left side. It was nearing midnight so as a tradition, I started to greet some of my closest friends, plus a few new acquaintances along the way. It was then that we started talking.
You noticed how I somewhat seemed a bit down with my greeting, you of all people. From there, I started to explain about how I'm constantly going through a bad time. And for some reason, you tried to comfort me. It might not have completely worked, but it helped nonetheless. That moment became the reason why we became close.
Admittedly, I started to like you a while back from then, I never said anything to you about it, or to anyone for that matter. For one, you were with my best friend during those times, and well, I don't really want to be a jerk. So I remained silent. And for a while, no one else knew but me.
A few days past, I was going through a bit of an episode. Bad thoughts rushing in, negative feelings started to grow, and well, my urges started to kick in. Good thing I was out with my dad and not inside my room where anything could happen. Last time I was left alone, my lighter and blade was put to good use. But ultimately, we had to go home. I had to go back to my room, and everybody had to sleep, well, maybe not be.
The moment I got into my room, I received a text message from you, asking me how I'm doing. Me, being me, tried to avert the situation by lying. But you being you apparently knows when I'm lying. So I had to explain myself eventually. After that, you went on with your barrage of texts telling me not to, telling me how stupid it is to be even considering doing so, telling me what will happen if I do so.
But that one line at the end made me reconsider. It, so to say, calmed me down, even for just that night, maybe enough to have kept me alive.
"Don't do it. Everyone will miss you. I will miss you."
Maybe I'm just shallow. Maybe even then, you matter a lot to me. But if it wasn't for that, I really shouldn't be here.
If you do not know yet, I had my share of suicidal tendencies almost 3 years ago. Maybe I was stupid, maybe I was really just going through a bad time, but the most important part is that I am still here.
It was Christmas Eve, 2009, and my family went home to the province to celebrate Christmas with my grandma's side of the family. Right after dinner, I went to sit down on my favorite sofa. It was a cushioned sofa for one, that extends to a desk on the left side. It was nearing midnight so as a tradition, I started to greet some of my closest friends, plus a few new acquaintances along the way. It was then that we started talking.
You noticed how I somewhat seemed a bit down with my greeting, you of all people. From there, I started to explain about how I'm constantly going through a bad time. And for some reason, you tried to comfort me. It might not have completely worked, but it helped nonetheless. That moment became the reason why we became close.
Admittedly, I started to like you a while back from then, I never said anything to you about it, or to anyone for that matter. For one, you were with my best friend during those times, and well, I don't really want to be a jerk. So I remained silent. And for a while, no one else knew but me.
A few days past, I was going through a bit of an episode. Bad thoughts rushing in, negative feelings started to grow, and well, my urges started to kick in. Good thing I was out with my dad and not inside my room where anything could happen. Last time I was left alone, my lighter and blade was put to good use. But ultimately, we had to go home. I had to go back to my room, and everybody had to sleep, well, maybe not be.
The moment I got into my room, I received a text message from you, asking me how I'm doing. Me, being me, tried to avert the situation by lying. But you being you apparently knows when I'm lying. So I had to explain myself eventually. After that, you went on with your barrage of texts telling me not to, telling me how stupid it is to be even considering doing so, telling me what will happen if I do so.
But that one line at the end made me reconsider. It, so to say, calmed me down, even for just that night, maybe enough to have kept me alive.
"Don't do it. Everyone will miss you. I will miss you."
Maybe I'm just shallow. Maybe even then, you matter a lot to me. But if it wasn't for that, I really shouldn't be here.
Friday, October 26, 2012
A New Beginning
Huzzah! I actually have the decency and the motivation to start to write again. I find that amazing. Also in time for Cheer Up Emo Kid's first update in months. Well, at least he had some reason. I don't. Woe is me from whoever's reading this.
Anyway, like I said, that was one sem of complete and total silence from me. If you must know, I am currently taking up BS Chemical Engineering in the University of the Philippines - Diliman. Hooray for me.
Why UPD? Cause people (or person) is there.
Why Chem Eng'g? Cause I like computers and electronics.
Why didn't that make any sense? Because potatoes.
And because I didn't update for a semester, hello catching up posts.
Part 1 - A New Beginning
Holy shit, that actually sounded cool.
I just so recently graduated high school, and with that, hello college.
Taking up Chemical Engineering, we, of course, have to take up Chemistry as subjects and majors. And being in Engineering, Math can't be avoided as well. We had those two during this semester. Add in a couple of elective subjects, BOOM. Hello schedule.
Legend (of Korra):
PE BW-T : Tenpin Bowling
Comm Eng 3 - Communications English 3
Bio(logy)
Chem(istry)
Philo(sophy)
It's not that shabby of a schedule. It's actually the dream sched for the incoming freshmen. And I apparently was one of the lucky ones who got it. And this will eventually bite me in the end (See: the end of this post).
My first class ever just so happened to be PE. Tenpin Bowling to be exact. Why this PE? Just cause. And just my luck, I was classmates with her. By her I mean my girlfriend. (Yeah, just said it. Got a problem with that, punk? You feeling lucky, ducky?) So whee for me. Anyway, our coach was all like,
"All of you sit in this damn bench, those not sitting down, you can kiss this class goodbye."
Well not really those exact words, but it was pretty close. So that was that. We had to fix this index card mandatory thing, and with that, my Monday is over. Well not really, we got some cake after that at Chocolate Kiss (What's that? Only the best restaurants for cake in UP) and that started our, uhm, goal? To try every cake they have to offer before the sem ends. So yeah, I'm gonna get fat. But it was a fun day.
Next few days were actually kind of interesting. I got to meet new people, I got to keep n touch with some others. The class was actually pretty silent in the start. But not for long.
As I've said, I got to keep in touch with my other friends from high school, mostly because I'm in the same class/block as them. And it just so happens that the combination of me and my friends aren't exactly the most quiet ones. And apparently, the biggest guy in class (no, not muscular, not in height, but you know what I mean) was also part of the gang. With this, it just can't be helped that the Universal Law of Gravitation took into effect. You know, the whole F = (Gm1m2)/d^2 thing. The distances between us and the other people weren't that big and it just so happens there are other groups forming as well, and before you know it, the intrastructural forces of attraction is big enough to close that distance off. And soon enough, we were united as a block.
And with that, I close this chapter.
Oh yeah. One down. X more to go, haha. By X, I mean:
l = [Start_Of_Sem, New_Friends_,_Org_Blues, _Comm3_Sucks_Balls, The_Always_Cumpolsory_Love_Life_Update, End_Of_Sem, Sem_Break_So_Far]
X = len(l) - 1
Yey! Hopefully, I finish this before class starts again, or this will be collecting dust in the internet, aww.
And with that, I bid you all a bye-bye~
"What did O say to Q?"
"Wear some underwear, damn it"
Anyway, like I said, that was one sem of complete and total silence from me. If you must know, I am currently taking up BS Chemical Engineering in the University of the Philippines - Diliman. Hooray for me.
Why UPD? Cause people (or person) is there.
Why Chem Eng'g? Cause I like computers and electronics.
Why didn't that make any sense? Because potatoes.
And because I didn't update for a semester, hello catching up posts.
Part 1 - A New Beginning
Holy shit, that actually sounded cool.
I just so recently graduated high school, and with that, hello college.
Taking up Chemical Engineering, we, of course, have to take up Chemistry as subjects and majors. And being in Engineering, Math can't be avoided as well. We had those two during this semester. Add in a couple of elective subjects, BOOM. Hello schedule.
Legend (of Korra):
PE BW-T : Tenpin Bowling
Comm Eng 3 - Communications English 3
Bio(logy)
Chem(istry)
Philo(sophy)
It's not that shabby of a schedule. It's actually the dream sched for the incoming freshmen. And I apparently was one of the lucky ones who got it. And this will eventually bite me in the end (See: the end of this post).
My first class ever just so happened to be PE. Tenpin Bowling to be exact. Why this PE? Just cause. And just my luck, I was classmates with her. By her I mean my girlfriend. (Yeah, just said it. Got a problem with that, punk? You feeling lucky, ducky?) So whee for me. Anyway, our coach was all like,
"All of you sit in this damn bench, those not sitting down, you can kiss this class goodbye."
Well not really those exact words, but it was pretty close. So that was that. We had to fix this index card mandatory thing, and with that, my Monday is over. Well not really, we got some cake after that at Chocolate Kiss (What's that? Only the best restaurants for cake in UP) and that started our, uhm, goal? To try every cake they have to offer before the sem ends. So yeah, I'm gonna get fat. But it was a fun day.
Next few days were actually kind of interesting. I got to meet new people, I got to keep n touch with some others. The class was actually pretty silent in the start. But not for long.
As I've said, I got to keep in touch with my other friends from high school, mostly because I'm in the same class/block as them. And it just so happens that the combination of me and my friends aren't exactly the most quiet ones. And apparently, the biggest guy in class (no, not muscular, not in height, but you know what I mean) was also part of the gang. With this, it just can't be helped that the Universal Law of Gravitation took into effect. You know, the whole F = (Gm1m2)/d^2 thing. The distances between us and the other people weren't that big and it just so happens there are other groups forming as well, and before you know it, the intrastructural forces of attraction is big enough to close that distance off. And soon enough, we were united as a block.
And with that, I close this chapter.
Oh yeah. One down. X more to go, haha. By X, I mean:
l = [Start_Of_Sem, New_Friends_,_Org_Blues, _Comm3_Sucks_Balls, The_Always_Cumpolsory_Love_Life_Update, End_Of_Sem, Sem_Break_So_Far]
X = len(l) - 1
Yey! Hopefully, I finish this before class starts again, or this will be collecting dust in the internet, aww.
And with that, I bid you all a bye-bye~
"What did O say to Q?"
"Wear some underwear, damn it"
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Does it really have to be like this?
*Enter sentimental mode*
---FLASHBACK START---
-January 2010...
The rain's currently pouring hard, and in the middle of our YMSAT week too. There was nothing much to do, so we decided to go up to the Math unit. By we, I mean probably the best combination of people there is, or at least the most random of them. There's me, my best-friend-since-last-year, the Chinese guy who just got back from a bad case of dengue and affected his heart, our curly haired friend, our other awkward friend and his girlfriend (who hasn't really been part of the group much, just annexed cause of our dear friend, but eventually became part of the core group).
As we enter the unit, we see our Geometry teacher sitting in the lobby. We decide to sit with him and just hang out for a while. The rain is still pouring hard and since we have nothing much to do, we stay.
It was a stay full of corny jokes, but hey, what can you expect? Considering the ones in the conversation are this group of people, and our geometry teacher too. We also started to make Math renditions of some songs, like "It Will Be Proved" (From "She Will Be Loved) and more. But by any stroke of destiny or whatnot, most of the songs just happened to be by Maroon 5. Eventually, our teacher christened the group with the name, parodied from the great band from which our songs were derived from, Merong 5. Cause well, there were 5 guys in the core group + 1 annex (girlfriend) member. And a side joke is that one of our members will have a 5.0 in his grade in Math (which thankfully didn't happen.).
And so, Merong 5 was created.
-Around March 2010...
He broke up with her. Through text. Because he's afraid that he will just hurt her if the relationship continues. He was in tears. He was devastated. But he thought it was for the best.
My best friend messaged me up. He told me that he broke off the relationship. He explained how he feels like he's such a burden to her. He said that maybe this isn't right anymore, so he called it quits.
I have been kind of their wing man, to both of them, occasionally. So I have a rough sketch of what was going on. He came to me for a while for advice, for someone to talk to. For weeks, he's still devastated over the break up, but he wouldn't cave into going back. His last message was him pondering over the late Kurt Cobain's suicide note. And that's the last I will hear of him for a while.
She was working on an art project. Then she received the text. She broke down, she doesn't know what to do. She cried, her friends was trying to comfort her but to no avail. She didn't know why, he never even gave the reason why.
She texted me that same afternoon, asking me where I was. I just left school when I received the message. She told me what happened. She asked if she could maybe talk to me about it. I said sure, and so for a while, we've had random walks when she felt like it, ranting about him, about what he did, about how it should've been.
From then on, she came to me for walks like that when she could rant. But eventually, the ranting stopped and we became close friends. Since this was also my depressed era, she learned stuff about me and became kind of like my big sister, someone I could go to for advice and whatnot, but she also came to me. And so I have met a new best friend of mine, who have been a most crucial part of why I am still here today.
---END FLASHBACK---
I guess I got the Loki of the sectioning gods to place me in my 4th year section. I was classmates with my former best friend, the-I-have-not-been-talking-to-you-so-it's-kinda-awkward-especially-since-I'm-dating-your-ex. And awkward things were between us. As much as we both want to try and fix what we have left, apparently the whole section knows of the affair and keep on 'pitting' us against each other.
It was the annual retreat for the seniors, and also the palanca reading time. I was surprised to see one from him, And it confirmed any doubt I had, he also was like me, wanting to build back our relationship and become at least good friends again. And I was a bit regretful that I opted not to give him a palanca. So I sent him an e-palanca instead, a long one for that matter. But as we all know him, he's still pretty much him, and answered with a one liner not related to the letter in any way. I guess he still has some "him" in himself, there's still the part of him that I became best friends with two years ago. The part which I want to bring out yet again.
Admittedly, losing a best friend isn't the best feeling there is. Especially someone like him. He was one of the rare few actual best friends I have. And he's one hell of a friend to have.
But now, our deep and meaningful conversations have been reduced to simple waves and greetings across the halls. You've probably moved on with your other friends, other friends more close to your heart. But well, I guess it won't hurt to say that I miss having you as a best friend. Does it really have to be like this?
*End sentimental mode*
Wheeee~~ Potato :D
---FLASHBACK START---
-January 2010...
The rain's currently pouring hard, and in the middle of our YMSAT week too. There was nothing much to do, so we decided to go up to the Math unit. By we, I mean probably the best combination of people there is, or at least the most random of them. There's me, my best-friend-since-last-year, the Chinese guy who just got back from a bad case of dengue and affected his heart, our curly haired friend, our other awkward friend and his girlfriend (who hasn't really been part of the group much, just annexed cause of our dear friend, but eventually became part of the core group).
As we enter the unit, we see our Geometry teacher sitting in the lobby. We decide to sit with him and just hang out for a while. The rain is still pouring hard and since we have nothing much to do, we stay.
It was a stay full of corny jokes, but hey, what can you expect? Considering the ones in the conversation are this group of people, and our geometry teacher too. We also started to make Math renditions of some songs, like "It Will Be Proved" (From "She Will Be Loved) and more. But by any stroke of destiny or whatnot, most of the songs just happened to be by Maroon 5. Eventually, our teacher christened the group with the name, parodied from the great band from which our songs were derived from, Merong 5. Cause well, there were 5 guys in the core group + 1 annex (girlfriend) member. And a side joke is that one of our members will have a 5.0 in his grade in Math (which thankfully didn't happen.).
And so, Merong 5 was created.
-Around March 2010...
He broke up with her. Through text. Because he's afraid that he will just hurt her if the relationship continues. He was in tears. He was devastated. But he thought it was for the best.
My best friend messaged me up. He told me that he broke off the relationship. He explained how he feels like he's such a burden to her. He said that maybe this isn't right anymore, so he called it quits.
I have been kind of their wing man, to both of them, occasionally. So I have a rough sketch of what was going on. He came to me for a while for advice, for someone to talk to. For weeks, he's still devastated over the break up, but he wouldn't cave into going back. His last message was him pondering over the late Kurt Cobain's suicide note. And that's the last I will hear of him for a while.
She was working on an art project. Then she received the text. She broke down, she doesn't know what to do. She cried, her friends was trying to comfort her but to no avail. She didn't know why, he never even gave the reason why.
She texted me that same afternoon, asking me where I was. I just left school when I received the message. She told me what happened. She asked if she could maybe talk to me about it. I said sure, and so for a while, we've had random walks when she felt like it, ranting about him, about what he did, about how it should've been.
From then on, she came to me for walks like that when she could rant. But eventually, the ranting stopped and we became close friends. Since this was also my depressed era, she learned stuff about me and became kind of like my big sister, someone I could go to for advice and whatnot, but she also came to me. And so I have met a new best friend of mine, who have been a most crucial part of why I am still here today.
---END FLASHBACK---
I guess I got the Loki of the sectioning gods to place me in my 4th year section. I was classmates with my former best friend, the-I-have-not-been-talking-to-you-so-it's-kinda-awkward-especially-since-I'm-dating-your-ex. And awkward things were between us. As much as we both want to try and fix what we have left, apparently the whole section knows of the affair and keep on 'pitting' us against each other.
It was the annual retreat for the seniors, and also the palanca reading time. I was surprised to see one from him, And it confirmed any doubt I had, he also was like me, wanting to build back our relationship and become at least good friends again. And I was a bit regretful that I opted not to give him a palanca. So I sent him an e-palanca instead, a long one for that matter. But as we all know him, he's still pretty much him, and answered with a one liner not related to the letter in any way. I guess he still has some "him" in himself, there's still the part of him that I became best friends with two years ago. The part which I want to bring out yet again.
Admittedly, losing a best friend isn't the best feeling there is. Especially someone like him. He was one of the rare few actual best friends I have. And he's one hell of a friend to have.
But now, our deep and meaningful conversations have been reduced to simple waves and greetings across the halls. You've probably moved on with your other friends, other friends more close to your heart. But well, I guess it won't hurt to say that I miss having you as a best friend. Does it really have to be like this?
*End sentimental mode*
Wheeee~~ Potato :D
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Whee~
Whee~*
Finally got to talk to her decently again. It's been a while since we had a decent talk, one that didn't involve me just leaving random messages in her e-mail and wait for her to reply.
Talked about random stuff (like always), and yeah, and other stuff never to be mentioned here (ha, I'll leave that to your discretion). And well, it somehow feels like the first time talking to her again. The Laws of Diminishing Marginal Utility may have affected me to not feel the jittery sensations when talking to her in the period where I basically have access to seeing and talking to her almost anytime. And changing such constant have helped in relieving such diminishing utility.
It may be true what they say, being with someone long enough can cause you to eventually lack that much interest in them, not to say that I'm lacking interest in her (I'm still a whole lot interested ;)). So yeah.
On the other hand, UP-CRS is being a bitch not letting me pre-enlist, even though they specifically said that the date for the pre-enlistment is today. They probably should've included the specific time too.
Woot, down to one Mystic Rook, a Mystic Queen, a Mystic King and almost all of the Technics to finish my two-pronged tower run. <-- Mousehunt reference. Great passive game, by the way. If you're the kind who likes to do something simple in between doing random stuff, this is a great game. Well, even for those active players who likes to itch themselves with button pressing and such might get a liking into this game. Might do a review (or something of the sort) sometime in the near (or not-so-near) future.
Finally got to talk to her decently again. It's been a while since we had a decent talk, one that didn't involve me just leaving random messages in her e-mail and wait for her to reply.
Talked about random stuff (like always), and yeah, and other stuff never to be mentioned here (ha, I'll leave that to your discretion). And well, it somehow feels like the first time talking to her again. The Laws of Diminishing Marginal Utility may have affected me to not feel the jittery sensations when talking to her in the period where I basically have access to seeing and talking to her almost anytime. And changing such constant have helped in relieving such diminishing utility.
It may be true what they say, being with someone long enough can cause you to eventually lack that much interest in them, not to say that I'm lacking interest in her (I'm still a whole lot interested ;)). So yeah.
On the other hand, UP-CRS is being a bitch not letting me pre-enlist, even though they specifically said that the date for the pre-enlistment is today. They probably should've included the specific time too.
Woot, down to one Mystic Rook, a Mystic Queen, a Mystic King and almost all of the Technics to finish my two-pronged tower run. <-- Mousehunt reference. Great passive game, by the way. If you're the kind who likes to do something simple in between doing random stuff, this is a great game. Well, even for those active players who likes to itch themselves with button pressing and such might get a liking into this game. Might do a review (or something of the sort) sometime in the near (or not-so-near) future.
Monday, April 16, 2012
This bad?
Great. It's only been 5 days and I'm already experiencing such. Come on, it's not like she'll be gone forever, right? It'll be for just another week and a half, you can manage that. You'll get to see her again. And come on, you should really be preparing now, big day coming up soon.
But I just can't help but miss her.
April 12, 13:20H. The time of her scheduled flight back home. I must say that she's really excited to go back home to her family. And well, I'm pretty excited for her too. But I just can't help feeling a tad bit depressed that I wouldn't be seeing her for a few weeks, and maybe only get to talk to her for limited times since she's going to probably want to spend time with her family.
And right now, I'm feeling just kinda sad. Alone. Sure, I get to talk to her every now and then, but when I don't it feels pretty weird, like I should really be doing something that I'm not. I guess you could say that it's already part of my daily activities, to talk to her for extended periods of time, and to a certain extent, see her around at least once a day.
So yeah. Now I'm just leaving random messages every now and then, hoping she'd be able to talk.
Great, now I'm ranting, nyahaha. Rant post shall be deleted soon :P
Whee~
"Screw destiny."
But I just can't help but miss her.
April 12, 13:20H. The time of her scheduled flight back home. I must say that she's really excited to go back home to her family. And well, I'm pretty excited for her too. But I just can't help feeling a tad bit depressed that I wouldn't be seeing her for a few weeks, and maybe only get to talk to her for limited times since she's going to probably want to spend time with her family.
And right now, I'm feeling just kinda sad. Alone. Sure, I get to talk to her every now and then, but when I don't it feels pretty weird, like I should really be doing something that I'm not. I guess you could say that it's already part of my daily activities, to talk to her for extended periods of time, and to a certain extent, see her around at least once a day.
So yeah. Now I'm just leaving random messages every now and then, hoping she'd be able to talk.
Great, now I'm ranting, nyahaha. Rant post shall be deleted soon :P
Whee~
"Screw destiny."
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Let It Slide.
Dammit. Let it slide already.
You know that you've achieved a lot in your stay. Your friends know it too. And you don't need to go up there and prove it to anyone, right? You don't need one of those certificates to prove your worth. You already left your trophies in one of the faculty rooms, what's a piece of paper compared to that?
Still, I think even you (yes, YOU!) would think it maybe, sorta, kinda unfair too if you were here. Your friend who you've been with in almost all your competitions get recognized and you don't. What happened to the whole recognition part? Isn't the ceremony to make you recognized for what you did?
Meh, call it envy or whatnot, it'll pass. I hope.
"You're still best in ComSci for me." - RMCP
You know that you've achieved a lot in your stay. Your friends know it too. And you don't need to go up there and prove it to anyone, right? You don't need one of those certificates to prove your worth. You already left your trophies in one of the faculty rooms, what's a piece of paper compared to that?
Still, I think even you (yes, YOU!) would think it maybe, sorta, kinda unfair too if you were here. Your friend who you've been with in almost all your competitions get recognized and you don't. What happened to the whole recognition part? Isn't the ceremony to make you recognized for what you did?
Meh, call it envy or whatnot, it'll pass. I hope.
"You're still best in ComSci for me." - RMCP
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Gaaaaaaahhh...
I don't really know what to do at the moment..
She's going to be leaving for Dumaguete in less than a week's time, and this is happening. (Don't fret, we didn't do anything stupid or something.)
For some reason unbeknownst to us, her sister hates me. Well, more of she thinks that I'm evil, as in son-of-the-devil evil or something. And we both can't explain why. She thinks I'd end up ruining her life. I won't, right? Well, I hope I won't.
She told me countless of times that being with her will end up having to face one heck of a barricade called her sister. And I've told her countless of times that I'd stick with her no matter what. But times like this makes me think that it shouldn't be like this. But no. I made a promise and I'm planning to keep it. I don't plan on breaking it for the sake of comfort. And hey, if something needs a lot of effort and is really hard to keep up and achieve, it only means that it is worth that much more. And I'm pretty sure that she's in fact worth it.
So I guess I'll be incognito to her sister tomorrow, which would be a problem considering that I'd be called at some point during the ceremony, so yeah. I just wish she doesn't kill me at first encounter :|.
Well, yeah.. Good luck to me tomorrow. Whee...
She's going to be leaving for Dumaguete in less than a week's time, and this is happening. (Don't fret, we didn't do anything stupid or something.)
For some reason unbeknownst to us, her sister hates me. Well, more of she thinks that I'm evil, as in son-of-the-devil evil or something. And we both can't explain why. She thinks I'd end up ruining her life. I won't, right? Well, I hope I won't.
She told me countless of times that being with her will end up having to face one heck of a barricade called her sister. And I've told her countless of times that I'd stick with her no matter what. But times like this makes me think that it shouldn't be like this. But no. I made a promise and I'm planning to keep it. I don't plan on breaking it for the sake of comfort. And hey, if something needs a lot of effort and is really hard to keep up and achieve, it only means that it is worth that much more. And I'm pretty sure that she's in fact worth it.
So I guess I'll be incognito to her sister tomorrow, which would be a problem considering that I'd be called at some point during the ceremony, so yeah. I just wish she doesn't kill me at first encounter :|.
Well, yeah.. Good luck to me tomorrow. Whee...
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Lazy
Yeah, I think I give up on the blogging challenge.
Oh well. Can't write properly anyway :))
Back to playing AoMTx :))
Oh well. Can't write properly anyway :))
Back to playing AoMTx :))
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Day 5 - Friends
Teehee, sorry for the late post. Was up all night last night playing, so, yeah.
Anyway, friends.
I don't know why, but I'm currently finding it hard to write about this topic, even though I have already written another about it (albeit, on a more economic point of view, click here to read). But one thing I can say though, is that even with my relatively wide scope of people I'm in good terms with, there are only a handful which I can truly call my friends.
For the last two years, break time has never been the same for me. Ever since a friend of mine introduced us into playing his board/card games, I've been hooked. And after a while, it's been tradition to play during breaks or whenever we're free. And the fun part is that my other friends also seem to be hooked, even some other people who don't usually stay with us play every once in a while. So for making the past two years really really fun and entertaining and for never seeming to run out of ideas, thank you Justin.
Of course with games, it's never fun to play with only yourself. That's where your other friends come in. Eventually this sense of being only a player to another will fade and you will tend to hang out with them more and more. Even though we have not been exactly the closest of friends, I'm still glad you guys are around to play with. Edmond, Maki, Jia, the games will never have been as epic without you guys.
Games aren't the only thing in friendships. The relationship in itself is the most crucial part. Being there when needed, having someone to talk to about stuff, all these also is a part of every friendship.But you can't help but have some friends who talks some sense into you every once in a while, and that's one way to test the strength of your friendship. And Quina and Ria have never failed to be there when I need someone to talk to, or you know, just to be there.
Usually girl (space) friends are the ones whom you go to (if you're a guy, then again, also if you're a girl) for serious conversations. But guys could also make for good conversations, even though there may (usually) arise random spurs-of-the-moment jokes and whatnot. And they're usually the more loyal once who'd stick with you no matter what (no offense to anyone). Three years have I been stuck with these guys, and even now we question the sole foundation of our friendship, but I wouldn't have Marlo nor Leif any other way (no, I do NOT know what you mean).
Almost everyone has their close friend of the opposite gender. Usually to be the one to talk you out of (or sometimes even into) something stupid, to knock some sense to you, and basically be your opposite-gender-conscience. But sometimes, they're also your go-to person to talk to about random problems concerning other friends and people. But no matter what happens and what stupid, crazy, whacked-up thing you do, they'll always have your back (and quite possibly still have random normal-but-supposed-to-be-really-awkward conversations with them). Just so you know Thea, I'll still be setting up my alarm just to be able to request.
So I guess that's it then?
Ha, heck no. I could never forget that one friend of mine.
The one best friend that have seen me at my best and at my worst. The one who fits all the description above (except anything game related, you have a really strong self-control, I salute you for that). The one whom you'd trust with your life. The one whom you'd trust with your heart.
For some reason, I always end up liking my best girl (space) friend, and always end up failing (usually, the demise is caused by my best guy (space) friend). I don't know why this is, but somehow, it just is.
Well, to be honest, I really don't know what else to say (actually, I do, but it might cause a general reaction to people, don't worry though, it's not R-18). Just that you're the best friend I've always wanted to have, the best friend that have stuck with me for three years through ups and downs. And for that, and countless many others, and yeah, thanks for everything, Angelei. (To anyone wondering, yeah, it's her)
I guess, that's it.
Anyway, friends.
I don't know why, but I'm currently finding it hard to write about this topic, even though I have already written another about it (albeit, on a more economic point of view, click here to read). But one thing I can say though, is that even with my relatively wide scope of people I'm in good terms with, there are only a handful which I can truly call my friends.
For the last two years, break time has never been the same for me. Ever since a friend of mine introduced us into playing his board/card games, I've been hooked. And after a while, it's been tradition to play during breaks or whenever we're free. And the fun part is that my other friends also seem to be hooked, even some other people who don't usually stay with us play every once in a while. So for making the past two years really really fun and entertaining and for never seeming to run out of ideas, thank you Justin.
Of course with games, it's never fun to play with only yourself. That's where your other friends come in. Eventually this sense of being only a player to another will fade and you will tend to hang out with them more and more. Even though we have not been exactly the closest of friends, I'm still glad you guys are around to play with. Edmond, Maki, Jia, the games will never have been as epic without you guys.
Games aren't the only thing in friendships. The relationship in itself is the most crucial part. Being there when needed, having someone to talk to about stuff, all these also is a part of every friendship.But you can't help but have some friends who talks some sense into you every once in a while, and that's one way to test the strength of your friendship. And Quina and Ria have never failed to be there when I need someone to talk to, or you know, just to be there.
Usually girl (space) friends are the ones whom you go to (if you're a guy, then again, also if you're a girl) for serious conversations. But guys could also make for good conversations, even though there may (usually) arise random spurs-of-the-moment jokes and whatnot. And they're usually the more loyal once who'd stick with you no matter what (no offense to anyone). Three years have I been stuck with these guys, and even now we question the sole foundation of our friendship, but I wouldn't have Marlo nor Leif any other way (no, I do NOT know what you mean).
Almost everyone has their close friend of the opposite gender. Usually to be the one to talk you out of (or sometimes even into) something stupid, to knock some sense to you, and basically be your opposite-gender-conscience. But sometimes, they're also your go-to person to talk to about random problems concerning other friends and people. But no matter what happens and what stupid, crazy, whacked-up thing you do, they'll always have your back (and quite possibly still have random normal-but-supposed-to-be-really-awkward conversations with them). Just so you know Thea, I'll still be setting up my alarm just to be able to request.
So I guess that's it then?
Ha, heck no. I could never forget that one friend of mine.
The one best friend that have seen me at my best and at my worst. The one who fits all the description above (except anything game related, you have a really strong self-control, I salute you for that). The one whom you'd trust with your life. The one whom you'd trust with your heart.
For some reason, I always end up liking my best girl (space) friend, and always end up failing (usually, the demise is caused by my best guy (space) friend). I don't know why this is, but somehow, it just is.
Well, to be honest, I really don't know what else to say (actually, I do, but it might cause a general reaction to people, don't worry though, it's not R-18). Just that you're the best friend I've always wanted to have, the best friend that have stuck with me for three years through ups and downs. And for that, and countless many others, and yeah, thanks for everything, Angelei. (To anyone wondering, yeah, it's her)
I guess, that's it.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Day 4 - Fourth Year Section
Butterfly!!! Caterpillar!! YEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I've got to say, fourth year definitely made up for my third year section. And I deeply regret not making the most out of it.
Muon is definitely one hell of a section. Yes, some stratification (wow, word of the week xD) found every now and then, but we're usually bonded as one. Everyone has had their place in the section. And everyone had played a role in it at least once. And for some reason, you always get pulled back if ever you try to stay away.
Muon, like the particle, isn't exactly the most stable section. Random craziness happens every now and then, especially with the combination of Neil Cruda and Al Lopez, and many many more.
As I've said earlier, I'm regretting not being able to make the most out of this section. So many things that could've been done weren't. But there's nothing turning things back, so what's done (or not) is done. I'm just glad that for the last few months, I've been able to get closer with some of the people in Muon. And well, yeah.
Muon, thank you for making our last year in Pisay memorable. Thank you for living up to the title of a section. And thank you for being my one and only fourth year section :D
I've got to say, fourth year definitely made up for my third year section. And I deeply regret not making the most out of it.
Muon is definitely one hell of a section. Yes, some stratification (wow, word of the week xD) found every now and then, but we're usually bonded as one. Everyone has had their place in the section. And everyone had played a role in it at least once. And for some reason, you always get pulled back if ever you try to stay away.
Muon, like the particle, isn't exactly the most stable section. Random craziness happens every now and then, especially with the combination of Neil Cruda and Al Lopez, and many many more.
As I've said earlier, I'm regretting not being able to make the most out of this section. So many things that could've been done weren't. But there's nothing turning things back, so what's done (or not) is done. I'm just glad that for the last few months, I've been able to get closer with some of the people in Muon. And well, yeah.
Muon, thank you for making our last year in Pisay memorable. Thank you for living up to the title of a section. And thank you for being my one and only fourth year section :D
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Day 3.5 - Third Year Section (revisited)
I'll be doing a 3.5 for this challenge, as to quote a famous line, "cause fuck you, that's why".
My better third year section, Sodium annex, or famously called the Na-nnex, is the "section" which I feel like is, well, my section. Most of my friends are there, my new-found friends are there, my (not-so-official) girl(space)friend is there (through transitivity [Dennis (Na) - Ronida (Na-nnex, cause, yeah :>) - Angelei (Cousin) - moi]), and well, its the group I've spent my third year with the most.
It's one of those groups that never run out of energy. And when I say never, I mean never. They're always fun to hang out with, no matter the situation. It's somewhere you can easily feel at home in. And for some reason, everything just seems to click. Everything just seems to fall into their respective places. It seems like the world was in flux.
I really don't know what to write cause this was just a spur of the moment decision to write this in the first place, *ahem*THEA*ahem*. So just a shout out to the Na-nnex people, thank you for everything. Thank you for making me feel better about the whole K thing. Thank you for making me feel comfortable. Thank you for everything we did and whatnot. Most of all, thank you for being the section I longed to be in.
My better third year section, Sodium annex, or famously called the Na-nnex, is the "section" which I feel like is, well, my section. Most of my friends are there, my new-found friends are there, my (not-so-official) girl(space)friend is there (through transitivity [Dennis (Na) - Ronida (Na-nnex, cause, yeah :>) - Angelei (Cousin) - moi]), and well, its the group I've spent my third year with the most.
It's one of those groups that never run out of energy. And when I say never, I mean never. They're always fun to hang out with, no matter the situation. It's somewhere you can easily feel at home in. And for some reason, everything just seems to click. Everything just seems to fall into their respective places. It seems like the world was in flux.
I really don't know what to write cause this was just a spur of the moment decision to write this in the first place, *ahem*THEA*ahem*. So just a shout out to the Na-nnex people, thank you for everything. Thank you for making me feel better about the whole K thing. Thank you for making me feel comfortable. Thank you for everything we did and whatnot. Most of all, thank you for being the section I longed to be in.
Day 3 - Third Year Section
Ahh, third year. Somehow, I dislike and like this year the most at the same time. But whatever the case, this year had the most roller coaster moments, so many ups, downs, twists, turns, loop-de-loops and whatnot happened this year. But sadly, I didn't get to spend it with a section I felt home in. (I'm sorry to any K who's reading this.)
The stratification in this section was quite high in the beginning. And sometimes, I find myself to constantly not belong in any of it. Yes, sometimes I hang out with a group every now and then, but it is just sometimes. I never truly found my home in the section. I do have some friends within the section, but even they have other closer friends that they'd rather hang out with. Somehow, I really think I don't belong in this section. But sometimes, I think what would Potassium be without me?
Oh yeah, right. Still Potassium. Still the same section I was in. Still the same from last year. Nothing would change, after all, what am I to Potassium anyway? I'm probably just one of those fillers for the section, just to make the count complete and correct. After all, what's a miniscule part to do with the bigger picture? Nothing.
The stratification in this section was quite high in the beginning. And sometimes, I find myself to constantly not belong in any of it. Yes, sometimes I hang out with a group every now and then, but it is just sometimes. I never truly found my home in the section. I do have some friends within the section, but even they have other closer friends that they'd rather hang out with. Somehow, I really think I don't belong in this section. But sometimes, I think what would Potassium be without me?
Oh yeah, right. Still Potassium. Still the same section I was in. Still the same from last year. Nothing would change, after all, what am I to Potassium anyway? I'm probably just one of those fillers for the section, just to make the count complete and correct. After all, what's a miniscule part to do with the bigger picture? Nothing.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Day 2 - Second Year Section
Huh, what do you know? I'm still here.
They say the Second year in Pisay is the hardest, being the year with the most units and consequently, more requirements. But in all entirety, it's not. You don't have to do research and write a valid scientific paper about it, you don't have CAT which takes up your Friday afternoons plus some other times for required community service, you don't have to worry about actually reading up ahead to get credit for 25% of your final grade, and most importantly, you don't have to balance all of these and more constantly throughout a year.
Most of my classmates from second year would say that they'd rather be in another section, almost everyone disliked the section. But for me it's a different story, second year cemented almost everything I've been building up since first year. It made for a huge turning point for me, although it may not seem so, though I won't be writing much about that, so yeah.
One of the things I loved the most about Sampa is our Mayroong 5, the group that I was in that originated from the deep taverns of the Math unit. Originally consisting of 6 members (cause, well, personal relationships of a group's member makes for transitive membership, right?), namely me, Marlo, Leif, Alkie, Ryan + Angelei, it was one of the most whacked up group then. But it was this sense of randomness that kept me there. Sadly, the group has disbanded by the end of the year, and Ryan and Alkie went off their separate ways. (Details of the story are not to be mentioned here)
Despite the lack of chemistry within the class and the heavy stratification of the people in it, it still doesn't make the cut for my worse section. I have enough space in my heart left for this section to last me for a while.
Til we meet again (you know, on March 24) ;)
They say the Second year in Pisay is the hardest, being the year with the most units and consequently, more requirements. But in all entirety, it's not. You don't have to do research and write a valid scientific paper about it, you don't have CAT which takes up your Friday afternoons plus some other times for required community service, you don't have to worry about actually reading up ahead to get credit for 25% of your final grade, and most importantly, you don't have to balance all of these and more constantly throughout a year.
Most of my classmates from second year would say that they'd rather be in another section, almost everyone disliked the section. But for me it's a different story, second year cemented almost everything I've been building up since first year. It made for a huge turning point for me, although it may not seem so, though I won't be writing much about that, so yeah.
One of the things I loved the most about Sampa is our Mayroong 5, the group that I was in that originated from the deep taverns of the Math unit. Originally consisting of 6 members (cause, well, personal relationships of a group's member makes for transitive membership, right?), namely me, Marlo, Leif, Alkie, Ryan + Angelei, it was one of the most whacked up group then. But it was this sense of randomness that kept me there. Sadly, the group has disbanded by the end of the year, and Ryan and Alkie went off their separate ways. (Details of the story are not to be mentioned here)
Despite the lack of chemistry within the class and the heavy stratification of the people in it, it still doesn't make the cut for my worse section. I have enough space in my heart left for this section to last me for a while.
Til we meet again (you know, on March 24) ;)
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Day 1 - First Year Section
RUBY!!!!!
Where the hell do I start? :))
From all the four sections I've had, Ruby is still by far the best (Muon is a close second though xD). What makes me love it is not just the people, not just the chemistry of the people, but the section in itself. So many memories attached, so many obstacles hurdled together as a section, and who can complain if your newsletters always go "Ruby 2012 and Others 2012"?
Instead of paragraphing everything I like about this section, I'd just do a list :D
//So yeah, that's it I guess. And yeah, I really do suck in writing :))
Where the hell do I start? :))
From all the four sections I've had, Ruby is still by far the best (Muon is a close second though xD). What makes me love it is not just the people, not just the chemistry of the people, but the section in itself. So many memories attached, so many obstacles hurdled together as a section, and who can complain if your newsletters always go "Ruby 2012 and Others 2012"?
Instead of paragraphing everything I like about this section, I'd just do a list :D
- At least 5 laptops open for an Armagetron/SMW/whatever game session at the front lob every morning at around 6 am, to be repeated during lunch times
- Tersa's house. Bar, Poker table, Mahjong, huge television space, game room, food.'Nuff said.
- Sir Mardan. Come on, what other teacher is going to force their students to dance a famous song whose lyrics were changed into a Math related one? "So here's a complex fraction, a freakshow. The right LCD is the solution baby.."
- Enchanted Kingdom, the other outing place.
- Ka-kornihan ni Dario Ceblano
- People who know how to play Mahjong, Pusoy Dos, Tong-its, etc. And the rest wants to learn.
- A somehow organized Poker game using pogs
- Jelor Gallego
- Micholo Medrana at Tersa's house
- Ma'am Buenafe
- "Kita mo 'tong _____ na 'to? Dati human yan eh, tinira ko" - Justin Bantos
- In-depth Pokemon analysis (sorry na, adik ako :P)
- et. al.
//So yeah, that's it I guess. And yeah, I really do suck in writing :))
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
17-day PSHS 4th Year Challenge
Tenenen-ten-ten, tenenen-ten-ten, tenenen-ten-tenen-tenen. Tenenen-ten-ten, tenenen-ten-ten, tenenen-ten-tenen-tenen. Ten. Tenenen-----
*Siren noises*
Tun tunun tunun. *Screech*
Wild Blog Post appeared!
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But Blog Post somehow used Mean Look to keep Darren in play.
Darren had no choice but to use Struggle and try to finish Blog Post off one by one.
*End Cut Scene*
*Siren noises*
Tun tunun tunun. *Screech*
Wild Blog Post appeared!
/*
What is the Pisay Graduation Challenge?
It’s simply a countdown quiz for the graduating seniors of Philippine Science High School. It was created by Jelor Gallego of PSHS-Main Campus. Originally, it runs for 16 days and ends exactly on graduation. However, I’ll be adding some categories to it so that it reaches until PSHS-Main’s graduation ball.
What is talked about?
Each day, there’ll be a specific topic that’ll be talked about, which will slowly lead to the day of graduation & graduation ball. Here is the edited version below (along with the preferred start dates).
(03.15) 1-1st year section
(03.16) 2-2nd year section
(03.17) 3-3rd year section
(03.18) 4-4th year section
(03.19) 5-friends
(03.20) 6-Imba teacher
(03.21) 7-imba adviser
(03.22) 8-favorite science subject
(03.23) 9-favorite section
(03.24) 10-prom
(03.25) 11-University entrance exam & career choices
(03.26) 12-kalokohan in pisay
(03.27) 13-memories in general
(03.28) 14-Entering Pisay
(03.29) 15-graduation
(03.30) 16-upcoming university life
(03.31) 17-grad ball
(03.16) 2-2nd year section
(03.17) 3-3rd year section
(03.18) 4-4th year section
(03.19) 5-friends
(03.20) 6-Imba teacher
(03.21) 7-imba adviser
(03.22) 8-favorite science subject
(03.23) 9-favorite section
(03.24) 10-prom
(03.25) 11-University entrance exam & career choices
(03.26) 12-kalokohan in pisay
(03.27) 13-memories in general
(03.28) 14-Entering Pisay
(03.29) 15-graduation
(03.30) 16-upcoming university life
(03.31) 17-grad ball
*/
Darren sent out- ! Huh? What's this? Darren had no Pokémon to use. Darren blacked out!But Blog Post somehow used Mean Look to keep Darren in play.
Darren had no choice but to use Struggle and try to finish Blog Post off one by one.
*End Cut Scene*
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
For What Its Worth
It's not like people will be reading this anyway, so here goes nothing.
Three strikes and you're out. A simple rule implemented in baseball; if you can't hit the ball in three tries, then you're out. But it could also be a metaphor in real life; three strikes might be all it takes for something drastic to change.
And watch out, you're already at strike two for me. And nowhere are you near good.
Sometime last year, there had been an arranged examination to those who are interested in joining our school's Economics team. I took it, so did some of my friends. But you weren't there, like it made a difference. I don't know why I took it in the first place; there's just something that draws me to the subject. I was by then slightly confident that I know some stuff, but after the test, that had been reduced to a pulp.
The next day, I saw you studying Econ for some reason with one of my best friends, who also happened to take the exam. You said it was for homework and knowing your teacher who gives you definition homeworks, I thought nothing else of it. So I went over and helped you with some of it, just cause.
The week after, the people who got in were notified, and I was disappointed that I wasn't part of it. But it maybe for a reason that I didn't get in so the grudge wasn't that big. Then I find out that you got in. Apparently you took the test a day late, after we thought you your 'homework'. I got really pissed because of it, because I know (and a LOT of people can attest to it) that there are plenty of other people who took it deserves it much more than you do, the people who taught you, that other guy who told you that it was a glossary test that got you reading terms and definitions, that guy who sat next to me and took the test for the laughs, and the list goes on and on. And for that, I salute with my middle finger. Strike one, asshole.
Weeks pass and I haven't heard much from you, which was great. Except during our Computer Science classes when you ask "Sir, what does this snippet do?" (Run it, retard), "Sir, what does this loop do again?" (How in the world did you survive three quarters without knowing?), "Sir, how do you use a loop?" (Why are you here again?). It was annoying to no end. Even the lesser students can code much better than you. Even those who took up Web Development instead can code better than you. Ever since last year in Robotics, you were of almost no help, everyone disliked working with you. And that's the gospel truth.
Just the other day, I received news of the candidates for the Best in ComSci Award. And it disappointed me to no end that I wasn't one of them. It was the only subject which I actually had a chance in. It was the only subject where I excelled in greatly. It was my passion. It was what I loved to do. Call me a nerd or whatever, I don't care. I actually code and program during my free time and during when I'm stressed. I'd easily give up another subject to be able to work on my codes and stuff.
It wouldn't be that bad if you weren't there. But you fucking were. And it just made me loathe you more. You who actually knows almost nothing in the subject; You, who took credit for other people's work; You, who annoys everyone to no end, you took the only thing I was looking forward to in the grandest stage at the end. You took my only actual chance of winning an award for the subject I loved the most.
Everyone knows other people deserve your spot in the candidacy. Everyone knows that you shouldn't be there.
Strike two.
Don't you dare get a third one on me. Even now I already want to make your life a living hell. Stay out of my way, forever, and you'll be fine. Or not.
Go fuck yourself.
Three strikes and you're out. A simple rule implemented in baseball; if you can't hit the ball in three tries, then you're out. But it could also be a metaphor in real life; three strikes might be all it takes for something drastic to change.
And watch out, you're already at strike two for me. And nowhere are you near good.
Sometime last year, there had been an arranged examination to those who are interested in joining our school's Economics team. I took it, so did some of my friends. But you weren't there, like it made a difference. I don't know why I took it in the first place; there's just something that draws me to the subject. I was by then slightly confident that I know some stuff, but after the test, that had been reduced to a pulp.
The next day, I saw you studying Econ for some reason with one of my best friends, who also happened to take the exam. You said it was for homework and knowing your teacher who gives you definition homeworks, I thought nothing else of it. So I went over and helped you with some of it, just cause.
The week after, the people who got in were notified, and I was disappointed that I wasn't part of it. But it maybe for a reason that I didn't get in so the grudge wasn't that big. Then I find out that you got in. Apparently you took the test a day late, after we thought you your 'homework'. I got really pissed because of it, because I know (and a LOT of people can attest to it) that there are plenty of other people who took it deserves it much more than you do, the people who taught you, that other guy who told you that it was a glossary test that got you reading terms and definitions, that guy who sat next to me and took the test for the laughs, and the list goes on and on. And for that, I salute with my middle finger. Strike one, asshole.
Weeks pass and I haven't heard much from you, which was great. Except during our Computer Science classes when you ask "Sir, what does this snippet do?" (Run it, retard), "Sir, what does this loop do again?" (How in the world did you survive three quarters without knowing?), "Sir, how do you use a loop?" (Why are you here again?). It was annoying to no end. Even the lesser students can code much better than you. Even those who took up Web Development instead can code better than you. Ever since last year in Robotics, you were of almost no help, everyone disliked working with you. And that's the gospel truth.
Just the other day, I received news of the candidates for the Best in ComSci Award. And it disappointed me to no end that I wasn't one of them. It was the only subject which I actually had a chance in. It was the only subject where I excelled in greatly. It was my passion. It was what I loved to do. Call me a nerd or whatever, I don't care. I actually code and program during my free time and during when I'm stressed. I'd easily give up another subject to be able to work on my codes and stuff.
It wouldn't be that bad if you weren't there. But you fucking were. And it just made me loathe you more. You who actually knows almost nothing in the subject; You, who took credit for other people's work; You, who annoys everyone to no end, you took the only thing I was looking forward to in the grandest stage at the end. You took my only actual chance of winning an award for the subject I loved the most.
Everyone knows other people deserve your spot in the candidacy. Everyone knows that you shouldn't be there.
Strike two.
Don't you dare get a third one on me. Even now I already want to make your life a living hell. Stay out of my way, forever, and you'll be fine. Or not.
Go fuck yourself.
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