| I don't have to promise anything |
[04 Aug 2008|02:01pm] |
You will always be loved.
No matter what.
Sometimes I find myself looking for you in the corridors
and then I stop and suddenly realize that, yes, you're gone now.
There is nothing left for me here.
Nothing but memories.
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| Gets? |
[09 Oct 2007|12:23pm] |
Madali ako intindihin. Kaso lang, kung hindi ka mapagmasid, mahihirapan ka ngang siguro.
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Ako ang tipo ng taong kapag naglalakad kasama ang isang grupo ay nangunguna. Sa umpisa, ang mga hakbang ko ay kasabay ng hakbang ng iba. Kung hindi ko alam kung saan ang pupuntahan, papaunahin ko ang may alam. Ngunit, kapag nagtagal, mapapansin na ako na uli ang nasa unahan ng grupo.
Kapag naglalakad ako, lumalapat ang bawat hakbang ko sa isang tuwid na linyang tanging paa ko lamang ang nakakakita. Mayabang daw ako maglakad, sabi ng marami. Parang lahat ng makakasalubong, hinahamon. Idagdag pa ang posturang kinabisado ng aking katawan noong ako'y nasa mataas na paaralan pa lamang at may kailangang patunayan sa bawat araw na nagdaraan.
Sa unang tingin ay hindi raw mahahalatang 4 na talampakan at 11 pulgada lamang ang aking taas. Minsan, may nagsabi na kailangan raw muna ako itabi sa ibang tao bago mapansin ang aking kaliitan.
Bukod pa sa postura, ang boses ko raw ay isa pa sa mga panlilinlang ng aking katauhan. Parang hindi sa akin nanggagaling ang lahat ng boses na lumalabas sa aking bibig sa tuwing magsasalita ako. Malakas kasi at may tila ba pangungutya kung minsan, na para bang ang pinakamayabang na tao sa mundo ang nagsasalita. May kakayahan raw ang aking pananalita na magpahina ng iba, na mangumbinsi at, kung minsan, magsinungaling nang hindi nahahalata.
Pero higit ano pa man, ang aking mga mata ang may pinakamahusay na pagbabalatkayo. Mabilis daw magbago ang aking tingin -- may kakaibang ningning sa tuwing may itinatagong ngiti, may paglamlam sa isang hindi maitagong paninimdim, at may nakakatakot na talim sa tuwing magngangalit. Idadag pa ang madalang nitong pakikipagtagpo sa mata ng iba sa tuwing ako'y may kausap.
Isipin mo ang bawat minsang nakasama kitang maglakad, at ang bawat pagkakataong tayo'y nagkausap. Napansin mo ba ang paglayo ko habang nasa kalsada at ang pag-iwas ko ng aking tingin nang tayo'y nag-usap?
Siguro, pagkatapos nito.
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| Goodbyes. |
[29 Sep 2007|12:52pm] |
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mood |
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 thinking of what to say |
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I miss you with every goodbye.
How many times have I avoided using the word "goodbye"? I can't remember, but I'll bet it's one too many. Or two, maybe three. I don't really know.
I don't like saying goodbye. It's like an end in itself, like I won't see somebody again. That's fucking hard. I'm not one for losses, and with everything and everybody I've lost I know that it doesn't get easier with each time. One more loss means remembering what has gone, and it doubles the pain.
I don't know if I'm making sense. Haha. I'm sorry. I'm just blabbering again, thus not editing my thoughts. These past few days, typing thoughts out as they come has become my nature.
So there. Where was I again? Goodbyes. If we're thoughtfully sweet to each other when we're walking or when we're talking, fine. But as soon as I turn to leave, I will say goodbye -- meaning, the illusion of us is over. Yes. That would be smashingly brilliant. I don't think I'll censor my goodbyes with you. This time around I think it would be better if I just treat every moment as they come and not as some sequence of events that would eventually lead to something. My goodbyes would define who we are and what we are to each other.
Thinking that not saying goodbye would make people stay has got me hurt one too many. Or two, maybe three. I don't really know.
But I'll surely miss you with every goodbye. I'm missing you right now.
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| Hello World. |
[26 Sep 2007|02:06pm] |
Unang harap ko sa computer sa EEE, 'yan ung una naming program. Ang "Hello World." Madali siya, kasi nag-cC na naman ako dati. Pag nagpapasa ako ng machine problem, ang pinanggagawa ko Visual C++. Ganun ako ka-okay magprogram dati. Halos effortless. Super mahal ko ang programming.
Namimiss ko na.
(Cryptic message 'to. Ang ibig sabihin lang talaga nito ay namimiss ko na ang EEE at 'yung mga minahal at minamahal ko sa loob ng building na mukhang ospital. Ayun. Namimiss ko lang kayo.)
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Narealize ko kahapon na gusto kong tumanda na nakaka-inspire ng mga tao. Kahapon kasi may napaiyak ata akong app (ata lang kasi andun si Mona, pwedeng siya yung nagpaiyak talaga hehe). Pero ayun. Tapos sobrang... Basta, may nangyari. Tapos narinig ko na lang 'yung sarili ko na nagpe-pep talk sa kanya sa labas ng interview room.
Sa totoo lang nagulat ako sa mga pinagsasabi ko, kasi... Ewan ko. Sa tingin ko, hindi ko kaya i-motivate ang sarili ko nang ganun. Kaya ko lang siya gawin 'pag ibang tao na 'yung gustong sumuko o kaya bumitaw.
Sa huli, naging okay naman ang lahat. Narealize ko bigla na minsan talaga ang kailangan mo lang may naniniwala sa iyo, 'yung hindi ka susukuan. Well, ganun naman akong tao... Hindi kita susukuan ever maliban na lang kung sobrang kainis ka na. So ayun.
Gusto ko mabuhay na na-iinspire 'yung mga tao sa paligid ko dahil sa akin. Haha. Ang ambisyosang filingera ko 'no? Pero seryoso. Kasi ngayon kahit papaano, pakiramdam ko nasa punto ako na kung may susukuan man ako, huli dun ang sarili ko.
Salamat, Owen. Enlightening ka. :)
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Masaya ako kapag nandiyan ka.
Kung iniisip mong ikaw 'to, asa ka pa. :P
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Twin!!! Super salamat. Na-enjoy ko ang ating bonding kahapon. Sobrang namiss ko 'yung family ko waaaaaaah. Pero haha ang saya talaga. Nakalimutan ko ang mga problema ko kahit sandali lang. :D
Aylabyusomaths.
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Hindi ko na alam ang sasabihin ko. Sana lang maging okay ang lahat. Ayoko na magsalita. Ayoko ng kaaway. Ayokong madamay. Basta mahal ko kayong lahat, at kung kailangan ng kahit sino sa inyo ang kagaguhan ko, andito lang ako.
But I don't want to be involved more than how I am involved now.
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| Is my opinion wrong just because you don't agree? |
[18 Sep 2007|06:23am] |
Maybe it is safe to say that I am on the other side of the fence judging from what is stereotypically predominant in my university. I say it is safe to say because there are a lot of stereotypes regarding UP. Some of my friends didn't go to UP for their college education precisely because of these stereotypes.
I won't go belaboring on these stereotypes. We all have our own opinions regarding UP and I respect all that variety and spice.
Which brings me to my point: Respect. I have been a debater for years (and probably will be for the rest of my life) and my beliefs and opinions have not always been the same with those of the people I talk with. I relish those moments when I engage myself in heated arguments about anything because, guess what, I learn a lot from what other people tell me. I am opinionated and what I like about being in university, especially in my university, is the variety of people and beliefs you could immerse yourself in and learn from.
I have high respects for a lot of students I know, mainly because they know and have found their voice. I have been mostly unsure about my voice until recently and I thank a lot of my friends for that.
I am yet to confirm if you intentionally ignored my greeting earlier, which surprised me. I guess it is because of a certain group I belong to and stood up for. Being a person of such a coherent and steadfast opinion yourself, I expected you treat other people's opinion with the same respect you treat yours. If you are apalled by some of my statements in some far flung, not-exactly-blank space that supposedly promotes the freedom of speech and self-expression, I have no intention of apologizing. I will never apologize for having principles that are different from that of the implied status quo, because that would mean apologizing just because I'm different -- from you and, I guess, from the majority.
But majority, used under the context of having differences in opinion, becomes such a local word. There is a bigger world out there and to say that an opinion, whether it be mine or yours, is the voice of the majority is equivocal to robbing other people of their voice thus subjecting them to conformity. Similarities do exist, but you cannot completely eradicate bias from an opinion.
And biases are as varied as people, and opinions, are.
I respect you very much, and I applaud your courage and strength when it comes to your advocacies. I know that you will stand by your principles the way I stand by mine, but I have never seen this as an impediment to our having a friendly relationship.
I will see you soon. I hope you will talk to me and smile at me and have a meaningful conversation with me again the way we always did, and show me that I am mistaken that you take offense at my being "different."
Till then, I fear the worst.
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| Why UP Profs are nothing like the others... |
[15 Sep 2007|01:58am] |
"The aim of policy making is to invoke
action! Because action speaks louder
than words! You do not just say I love
you. You say: If you love me, enter
me! "
-Dr. Alfonso Pacquing
"Class, next week na lang ung result sa
exam nyo. I am having a hard time
checking it. I will seek first the
divine guidance on what to do about it.
Class dont worry about your grade. Let
me worry about it."
-sir de jesus,envi sci 1
(valentines day)
"Ano ba yan? Students ba kayo ng UP?
Bakit ang bababa ng scores niyo?
Siguro wala kayong date ngayong
valentines kaya ganito kayo. Losers!!!
When i was your age i had a date. Hindi
ba naapektuhan ng UP FAIR
euphoria ng grades niyo? Parang di
kayo masaya..."
(sabay matching tapon ng quizzes sa
sahig)
"I won't record this. Go find a date."
(sabay walk out.)
-Sir Doliente,BA.
Ma'am: Many people believe that we,
psychology graduates can read minds...
(silence) Actually, we can.
Class: Weh.. Sample..
Ma'am: Right now, you think that I'm
bluffin
-Ma'am Chei
"I don't give surprise long exams. all
exams are announced. Halimbawa,
Class, mageexam tayo, NGAYON NA!"
-Ma'am Chei (again)
"The human body is 70% water. Kaya wala
kayong kasaysayan lahat. Pag may
kaaway ka, sabihin mo sa kanya, TUBIG
KA
LANG!!!"
-Dr. Recio
"Oo, nagpapaulan ako ng uno... baket?
aanhin ko ba nun? di naman ako
yayaman dun."
-Sir Atoy, histo I
(commenting on a thesis of a senior
student)
'Yang thesis mo? .. Mamamatay ka!!
Mamamatay ka!!'
- Dr. llanes, UPM.
"Nasa bandang gilid ang fallopian tube.
Kaya kung gusto niyong magka-anak
ng asawa niyo, dapat nakatagilid kayo
habang gumagawa."
-Ma'am Meggie, Zoo 10
"Last sem was the first time that I
gave
a grade of 5, and it felt good!!!"
Prof Goldie, Comm II, circa 1998, first
day of class "Don't worry sa exams class. Open notes naman eh." About to start lecture... "pero bawal magnotes, ok?" Prof Ramos, PI 100 |
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| The BEST ym conversation, EVARRRR. :D |
[10 Sep 2007|11:44am] |
Note: ang ym status ni machokis ay ... compsognathus.
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littleayrie: stegosaurus?
machokis: diplodocus?
littleayrie: t-rex?
machokis: ichtyosaurus?
littleayrie: bronts?
machokis: apato?
littleayrie: abeli?
machokis: archeopteryx?
littleayrie: carcharodonto?
machokis: velociraptor?
littleayrie: parrosaurus?
machokis: parasaurolophus?
littleayrie: nanotyrannus
littleayrie: ??
machokis: mamaenchisaurus?
machokis: - a
littleayrie: futabasaurus?
machokis: DENVER THE LAST DINOSAUR!!!
machokis: haha
machokis: ei aalis na ako
machokis: hehe
littleayrie: barney the pedohile!
littleayrie: sige sige!!!
machokis: wahaha
littleayrie: :))
machokis: ito matindi
machokis: yung kamag anak niya si BJ
machokis: ampangit talaga ng pangalan
machokis: BJ
littleayrie: this is the best ym conversation ever.
machokis: haha
littleayrie: opak.
machokis: pepaste ko nga sa multiply
machokis: hahaha
littleayrie: i thought barney was bad.
littleayrie: ano ppost mo?
littleayrie: mas malala ang BJ pare.
machokis: haha
littleayrie: BJ!
machokis: oo
machokis: haha
littleayrie: at pinapanood ng mga bata!
machokis: panget talaga ng piniling pangalan e
machokis: haha
machokis: anyway
machokis: sige babay!
littleayrie: sige!
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| HOY IKAW. |
[10 Sep 2007|10:48am] |
PAKYUKA.
Hindi rin kita kilala.
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| Dear CommRes101, |
[08 Sep 2007|12:09am] |
NYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH.
Why, oh, why?
Love *sarcasm hint hint*,
Me. (and my lovely groupmates)
ps. if you get me off my laude standing i will personally murder you.
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| By Sir Luis Teodoro: Barbarians |
[07 Sep 2007|06:12am] |
(Note: This piece was first published a few years ago in the e-zine Archipelago.)
It’s not one of the earth-shaking puzzlers of Philippine life in this century, but a question outsiders looking in still ask whenever someone dies in either a UP fraternity hazing or inter-fraternity war: why should a young man with his entire life before him, especially a scholar, risk serious injury or even death for the supposed privilege of fraternity membership? UP, for those who don’t know much about the Philippines, is the University of the Philippines. It’s a state university acknowledged to be the best in the country, to which vast numbers of ambitious young men and women apply every year-among whom, however, only a few are eventually admitted. UP is also home to several Greek-letter societies or fraternities, the concept of which was imported from the United States during UP’s early years. Founded in 1908 by the US colonial government, UP was for decades even after the US relinquished formal sovereignty in 1946 a virtual copy of US universities, with their ring hops, hay rides, and yes, fraternities and sororities. The fraternity concept, however, underwent a sea change somewhere along the line, primarily in terms of most fraternities’ involvement in campus violence, both in their initiations as well as in the “rumbles” that have become synonymous with fraternities. So pervasive in fact is the identification of violence with fraternities that to them as role models may be attributed the proliferation of groups that call themselves fraternities but are actually little more than street gangs in the poorer, working-class areas surrounding Manila’s “university belt,” where dozens of fifth-rate colleges and universities are concentrated. The subliterate members of these gangs, mostly drawn from out-of-school youth but including students from “diploma mill” high schools and colleges, apparently see in the fraternities of their alleged betters in UP only the violence, which they, too, can dish out a-plenty and which therefore makes them the equal of any car-owning, clean-cut UP scholar. Among these “fraternites” are in fact groups that include women as members (!), whose memberships are often premised either on their acceptance of physical violence or sexual abuse-the hirap (beatings) or sarap (sex with the male members of the “fraternity”) choice women are offered in these gangs. Yet fraternities are not supposed to be about violence and exploitation but service, Greek-letter societies supposedly being special organizations of either the bright or the privileged who are in a position to contribute to the University. Over the years whatever service they have provided has steadily receded into the background, however, fraternities being pictured in the minds of non-fraternity members-or “barbarians” as fratmen disdainfully refer to them-as groups of club-wielding neanderthals ready to beat each other’s brains out. Fratmen are, in the public mind as well as among the vast majority of non-frat members in UP, the real barbarians, or worse. This image has been nurtured, however, less by the frequency of hazing-related or inter-fraternity rumble deaths than by the often sensational circumstances that accompany such deaths. Those that have occurred over the last few years have invited media attention because they happened in UP, the students of which are perceived as future leaders of government, industry and the professions. There is also the fact that some of the dead have belonged to the UP elite in terms of scholarship and high grades. Dennis Venturina, a student of public administration who was killed in a fraternity rumble in 1994, was a graduating student who was a candidate for honors. Alexander Miguel Icasiano, the public administration student (again!) killed during a hazing last August 16, was also an exceptional student. Why such promising young men should in the first place join a fraternity, thereby risking life or at least limb during initiations that they know are violent, as well as in inter-fraternity confrontations, has been attributed to fraternities’ meeting “real needs.” One of these has been identified as the need to belong, which implies the hankering of immature minds for the anonymity and unanimity of the herd, as well as the relief from the burdens of thought an authoritarian organization (fraternities are not democracies) offers. Fraternities in short offer something, though on a lesser scale, a church or a political organization like the Nazis offer, and which the home cannot provide. They offer more. In feudal Philippines, where beyond what you know is the greater imperative of whom you know in order to succeed, fraternities provide a network of support and patronage from fraternity alumni in strategic positions in government, the professions and industry. The young men with already promising futures who join fraternities are in short making sure that that future is even more promising, fraternity membership assuring access to “brods” who can open even wider the doors to opportunity that mean wealth and power in Philippine society. Fraternity alumni do take their loyalty to their fraternities seriously, these loyalties even transcending the imperatives of politics. During the martial-law period, for example, political dissidents, who were UP graduates and who had “brods” in the defense and military establishments, received better treatment than those without. Take note of that newspaper photograph in which two of the Alpha Phi Beta frat leaders suspected of participation in the hazing of Icasiano are shown at the National Bureau of Investigation. They came accompanied by an alumnus “brod,” Sen. Robert Barbers, to better assure themselves of preferential treatment The decision to join a fraternity, for the promising young man in UP, is in short very likely to be a calculated act of future self-advancement, and not primarily an immature mind’s need to belong and hankering for peer support. If anything this suggests the “maturity” of cynicism-denying ideals, it looks at the real world, with all its demands for connections and patronage, and seeks to adjust to it rather than to change it. It doesn’t speak well of the kind of students UP is attracting and graduating. It implies that what drives the promising young is not service to society but self-advancement. This is no secret in UP, however, which in a study on its own students conducted a few years ago discovered that its students are generally competent and endowed with leadership qualities. What they don’t have is social awareness, and therefore a social conscience. That much has been evident to faculty members shocked at the average UP student’s drive, not for knowledge towards service to society and people, but for high grades, period (the better to assure them of a well-paying job after graduation). It’s also a sneaking suspicion among the handful of remaining UP student activists who can’t get a decent crowd to join the latest demonstration against the Visiting Forces Agreement. Get high grades, chill out, stay away from demonstrations, serve yourself and not the people is only too obviously the UP student’s current guide to life and the pursuit of happiness. That contradicts UP’s once less than respectable image as the haven of radicals and is the result of the “me-first” outlook the authoritarian period (1972-86) in the Philippines encouraged. The fraternities in fact began to decline at the height of the UP student movement in the ’60s, but picked up again in the black ’70s, when their lack of social consciousness was a safe alternative to social awareness and its consequences: prison, death, or what’s even worse to the Filipino middle class, poverty. The trend continued after 1986 when, helped along by the imbecilic assumption among some academics themselves that with the Marcos regime gone everything was okay, fewer and fewer students regarded social involvement as meaningful.This in a country mired in exquisite poverty, hobbled by an incompetent and uncaring leadership, and steadily being ruined by a ruling class with its suitcases packed and ready to jump into the next flight to the United States once the forests and rivers give out! Given the social bases of the resurrection of the fraternities in UP, coming soon, we can all be assured, is more of the same. Among UP fraternity circles is in fact the conviction that the current furor created by the death of Alexander Icasiano will die down soon enough, and that, despite the strict rules in fraternity hazing UP has, which mandate expulsion for hazing-related offenses, and the existence of the Anti-Hazing Law which criminalizes hazing, violent initiations will continue. Though this sounds like arrogance, it isn’t so much arrogance as a form of cynicism based on an accurate understanding of how Philippine society, with its laws that are not observed, and its dependence on patronage, operates. Philippine society, including UP and their elders, have taught these barbarians well.
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| Eto ang LoveLife ko. 4 years and going strong pa rin. :) |
[03 Sep 2007|07:28pm] |
Meet FCsquared. Ang geeky, no? (FC)^2 talaga 'yan e.
First Choice Friends in College.
Sila 'yung kasama ko nung mga panahong sobrang hirap, sobrang saya,
nung nag-uumpisa pa lang ang lahat.
Sila 'yung kasama ko sa maraming una sa buhay ko.
Si Crisi na sobrang kuba pa rin pero bully na rin.
Si Tin na sobrang bait pa rin pero nang-uuto na ng mga tao.
Si Kat na sobrang ganda pa rin pero ngayon sa wakas ay dadalaga na yehess..
Si Arlan na ka-school ko pa rin pero may bagsak na (joke lang). :D
Si Ceci na matangkad pa rin pero makulit na sobra.
At ang mga wala sa larawan pero kasama rin mula nung umpisa,
Si Monmon na kalbo pa rin pero may girlfriend na yeheeeey!
Si RA na henyo pa rin pero mas madaldal na.
At si JC na maingay pa rin pero wala na sa unibersidad.
:) Namiss ko talaga kayo. Haha. Ang senti ampucha.
Masaya, masaya, masaya.
♥
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| (USC Statement) Re: Cris Mendez's Death |
[02 Sep 2007|11:20am] |
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HUSTISYA PARA KAY CRIS!
Ang buong Konseho ng Mag-aaral ng Unibersidad ng Pilipinas-Diliman ay nagluluksa sa pagkamatay ng aming kasamahang si Cris Anthony Mendez, Kinatawan ng Pambansang Dalubhasaan ng Pamahalaang Pambayan.
Ang pagkamatay ng isang mahusay na lider tulad ni Cris ay hindi inaasahan. Lalo pa at isa itong manipestasyon ng walang kabuluhang karahasang patuloy na dumadaloy sa sistema ng Unibersidad. Ang pagbuwis ng buhay ng aming kasama ay magsilbi sanang tuldok sa baluktot na patakaran at halang na karahasan sa loob ng Unibersidad. Hindi hahayaan ng Konsehong ito na mabalewala ang sakripisyong ginawa ni Cris at manaig ang karahasan sa loob ng Unibersidad. Sisiguraduhin ng Konseho na mananagot ang mga may sala at mabibigyan ng hustisya ang pagkamatay ng aming kasama. Hindi kailanman matatakpan ng karangyaan, kapangyarihan, o kayamanan ang hustisyang dapat makamit ni Cris at ng kanyang mga mahal sa buhay. Isang hamon ito sa bawat Iskolar ng Bayan na maging susi sa pagkamit ng hustisya. Bilang isang Konsehong nagtataguyod ng mga karapatan ng mga mag-aaral, nanawagan kami sa lahat ng mga isko at iska na supilin ang ganitong klase ng karahasan. Nawa'y magsilbing hamon ito sa bawat Iskolar ng Bayan na balikan ang oryentasyon ng pagtatag ng ating mga organisasyon: ang paglilingkod sa kapwa at bayan, hindi karahasan! Kasama ng pamilya at kaibigan ni Cris, nananawagan kami ng hustisya at kaparusahan para sa lahat ng may sala.
IKONDENA ang KARAHASAN! HUSTISYA PARA KAY CRIS! University Student Council UP Diliman 31 August 2007 For any information that could obtain justice for Cris Mendez, please contact Ms. Shahana Abdulwahid, USC Chairperson 0927 568 8418. Lawyers are available to ensure your protection.
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| Excuse letters |
[23 Aug 2007|03:05pm] |
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Filipino Excuse Letters These are excuse notes from parents (including original spelling) collected by schools from all over the country.
1. My son is under a doctors care and should not take P.E. today. Please execute him. (Hala! Sige. Silya elektrika at bitay. Sabay pa. O kaya niyo yun?)
2. Please excuse Lisa for being absent. She was sick and I had her shot. (Pag nag-absent pala papatayin ka...Baka may rabies...) 3. Dear School : Please ekscuse John being absent on Jan. 28, 29, 30, 31, 32 & 33. ( Aba grabe to. Nasa kalendaryo pa ang birthday ko kung ganon. Hahaha!)
4. Please excuse Gloria from Jim today. She is administrating. (Ano daw???? )
5. Please excuse Roland from P.E. for a few days. Yesterday he fell out of a tree and misplaced his hip. (Hanapin natin!)
6. John has been absent because he had two teeth taken out of his face. (Bwehehehe.. .wla ako masabi... Bwahahaha! Ganito kasi yan. Kinagat siya ni Lola sa noo sa gigil. Tapos nabali yung ngipin ng pustiso niya. Hahaha!!!)
7. Megan could not come to school today because she has been bothered by very close veins. (Buti pa veins niya. Close sila. Hahahaha!!!) 8. Please excuse Ray Friday from school. He has very loose vowels. (Aah.....eh. -...i.... .-ow....u. .-..)
9. Irving was absent yesterday because he missed his bust. (So transsexual pala si Irving ?)
10. Sally wont be in school a week from Friday. We have to attend her funeral. ( Hala! Mabuhay ang patay!! Mayroong himala!!!)
11. Please excuse Jason for being absent yesterday. He had a cold and could not breed well. (Stud service ba yung school nya? Baka gremlin siya.)
12. Gloria was absent yesterday as she was having a gangover.
(Ay grabe! Iba na talaga ang mga kabataan ngayon. Hahaha!) 13. Maryann was absent December 11-16, because she had a fever,sore throat,headache and upset stomach. Her sister was also sick, fever and sore throat,her brother had a low grade fever and ached all over. I wasnt the best either, sore throat and fever. There must be something going around, her father even got hot last night. (Hahaha, telenovela.. . bow. Makuwento siya ha...Kulang lang sa pansin...)
14. Please excuse Jennifer for missing school yesterday. We forgot to get the Sunday paper off the porch, and when we found it Monday, we thought it was Sunday. (Winner to!!!!!!!!!! Ang galing!!!! Puwede rin kaya sa office ito?)
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| Love |
[23 Aug 2007|02:57pm] |
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is wasted on you. If you know what I mean.
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| Blah Blah Black Ships, Have You Any Oil? (Nonsense) |
[12 Aug 2007|10:21am] |
I would rather spend on these than spend on food. Like really.
- movies
- coffee
- shoes
- clothes
- bus rides to nowhere
- mrt rides, pabalik-balik lang.
- internet
- alcoholism. kaput.
- taxi rides to eastwood
Basta.
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Bus rides are the worst. Hindi talaga advisable sa akin ang magbus mag-isa. Masakit sa mata, sa ilong, sa puso. Yehesssss, nagpapakaprofound.
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Hindi din ako dapat nakikinig sa mga kanta ng Keane pag nagcocommute.
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Fin.
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| Vague as. |
[05 Aug 2007|10:43pm] |
I haven't been more topsy-turvy than I've been this week.
I wanted to tell you, but I can't. As Gibi would say to me, "you're too nice to put anybody through stories of your tragedies. That is, if you're sober."
It's good that I've managed to somehow let myself be a bit more quiet about what's happening to me. Vagueness has been my favorite ally, and sugarcoating, my best friend. There's nothing subtle or discreet about my desktop wallpaper though so f*ck that. Maybe it'll help me get through it better. Besides, there's nothing like a constant reminder.
These past few, the Pisay Gang were the people who really stuck with me and I must say they had a lot of shit to put up with while just being there. I'm sorry. I do love you, and it really makes me feel bad -- how I put you through a lot. Sorry. At least I force you to be sober and sane while I go through my litany of questions and bad reasoning. It's the stress talking.
My health is not good. My blood's being a bitch, and it's taking after my character. Just when I thought it was just my bile talking, my blood raises its hand up in the air and says "it's all me doing, assh*le. Your bile can't take it." Don't ask me about it. I rather not be talking about it anyway.
So, there. Depression, Stress, Blood Problem.
Nothing new really. Nothing much has happened.
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[02 Aug 2007|01:20am] |
These past few days haven't been the kindest. I'm scared and I need you to know that nothing's the same.
I hope you're better off than I am.
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| Last Night. |
[01 Aug 2007|12:41am] |
I got bad ass drunk last night for the first time in how many months.
I can't elaborate.
Salamat sa Pisay gang for "getting me the fuck out of here."
Kailangan ko 'yung nangyari kagabi.
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Sa iyo:
Ang ideal end ng potential ay actualization to its optimum level.
Hindi mo masisisi ang tao kapag umasa siya. Sana huwag mong hayaan na sisihin niya ang sarili niya sa huli dahil umasa siya.
Hayaan mong ikaw ang sisihin niya. Dahil sa totoo lang, ikaw talaga ang may kasalanan.
Ikaw ang potential,
at alam nating pareho na hanggang dun ka lang.
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| 1)Ref fixed NBA games. 2)Superstar teams up with star duo: all three of them after the ring. |
[31 Jul 2007|03:19am] |
Who knows about the damned Tim Donaghy scandal? The FBI is now investigating allegations that Donaghy has been betting on games during the 05-06 and 06-07 season. Given that, it can also be assumed that he might have made bets on some games and made calls that favor his bets.
That fucking asshole. Everybody who watches the NBA with the same intensity as I do and is an ultimate Suns cheerleader now has a reason to think that Game 3 could've been a fixed game. I'll be damned. :O
Info? Check out this article:
http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=simmons/070722
I am so mad right now. And disappointed.
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Just when I thought Garnett wouldn't run after the trophy anymore and would just stay being the hero that he is in Minesotta, he gets traded and sent to the Celtics. Guess he couldn't be martyr forever.
Sure, the Pierce-Allen-Garnett combo sounds amazing but I would rather have a Nash-Garnett combo in the Suns. That brings Garnett closer to the trophy, and gives the Suns an opportunity for sweet revenge against the oh-so-boring Spurs. Besides, I doubt that the Celtics have enough balance in their accounts to pay for a trio of such talent, especially pay for Garnett's salary. Garnett was the 06-07 season's highest paid player, and that's because he is one of the best players, if not THE best player, in the league today.
Read: http://sports.yahoo.com/nba/news?slug=aw-garnett073007&prov=yhoo&type=lgns&expire=1
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Nash is ♥. Fuck Donaghy. Who knows what other crucial games he messed with. All the best for Garnett. He deserves a championship, and I don't want him to go Barkley or Malone because he's a real great guy and he doesn't have Barkley's arrogance and Malone's insecurity.
I wish it's November already. I miss the NBA.
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