My Page, My World, Maiko :)

the kind I never had :'(

2009-10-10T04:45:00.000-07:00

I would like to share this video to everyone.
This video makes me really bend down and cry, it reminds me how imperfect my family became.
I wish I had one good old folk like this.

enjoy:)

video courtesy of Edward Wong.
nice nice video :)

Punchbag

2009-10-09T05:10:00.000-07:00

I couldn't imagine how long this problem persisted and how long I have been able to tolerate it. For so damn long.. this has never improved. It makes me tied up to all responsibilities I am too young to handle.. far too young to.

This trouble taught me how any form of joy is the lust of the mind and all that is poor and sad is happiness.

The fact that the sole person of our place never enjoyed anything since this problem came is the greatest indication that we too, should share the same fate. When in fact, the only sin I had was when I was given under their supervision. Under their power.

Everything that pisses this person off would definitely be blamed to our existence in this rusted roof. I cant find any way or any reason to protest since everything I am living is under their provision. Every inch of happiness I receive would amount to the anger of this monster because I wanted to be so. This would be too vague to read but that's exactly what I feel. I dont want to put the blame to this person as obvious as it suppose to be. But I think, it wouldn't be so hard to guess :)

If you have done things out of concern, how else would you expect a person to pay you back?
I gave my utmost concern to this person when I was trying to find out a solution for this person's sake. Tonight, he was pissed off because of something I really know nothing of. Maybe seeing me triggered the angry animal inside so it immediately found a solution to stretch some bones-- find one good fault of mine to blame.

Alas, the monster was lucky. It found one good fault, and it occurred so timely since I just came from school, making me too tired to protest.
Oh well, and the punchbag was used again.

...

Surprisingly, I never cried. Not even a single tear came out. Attempts to.. yes. But crying per se, no. I guess I'm just too old to take this too seriously. I have grown with this 'tradition' anyway.

Well, disappointments accompany this fate, I suppose. I just had my 19th birthday last October 6, and they never knew it. Perhaps that's one of the most frustrating thing they do every year. Since this monstrous dilemma came, I never had a nice one ever again.

I guess one of the greatest thing you should feel during birthdays is that you should feel how special that day is, so you could get reminded that you are given another year to live, to improve and to mature. Since that birthday (and the past birthdays) never became memorable to me, maturity and all else never sank in me. I never act the way I ought to be as a 19 year old since there's no way to remind me I need to. Or, that there's no good memory to remind me that a year had gone, the mistakes were washed off, and I am refreshed to start all over again.
In my case, all these horrible things are stuck in me. I'll never grow old again. I'll never be mature enough to face life's race and its all their fault. All because they wanted to blame me for all their mishap.

If this is the way it should be then so be it. Oh well, that's life anyway :)

Payback time

2009-10-06T18:53:00.000-07:00

Perhaps one of the most devastating typhoon the Philippines met in the new millenium was Ondoy. With its wind power reaching more than 120kph, the nerve-cracking storm swept most of Metro Manila especially Marikina, Cainta, Pasig and Antipolo. Having the storm signal number 3, it covered the grounds of manila with murky water flooding most of the highways disabling most of the biggest roads in the city, thus mnaking transportation impossible. Due to this, most of the people in travel were left stranded with no other option but to wade in the streets to get home on time. Some of them spent the night elsewhere than to risk their chances wading in the flood growing inch by inch.

The morning of September 26 was no less than an ordinary rainy saturaday when my dad woke me up. It had been raining since 4:00 am, or even earlier. Upon hearing the rain hitting like sharp needles on the roof, I decided not to go to my PE class that day and went back to bed immediately. I had long been anticipating for a game but since saturdays are always rainy days, we never had one since our very first game. The rain was present as usual that day except that the skies were heavily tinted with gray. In spite of these, I managed to finish the laundry and went staright to my bedroom to read my brother's almanac. A few minutes later, I was surprised to hear the people busily hovering in and out of the kitchen. I went out of my room and felt the cold rain water on my toes. It came from the backyard and went straight to the kitchen, making its way to the rest of the house. My dad, brother and uncle tried preventing the flood from coming in by blocking any possible entrance from the kitchen, including the door. I decided this ain't a watchful scene so i tried helping them too. I remembered, my brother and I noticed the rain water was shallowly accumulating when I was finishing the laundry. I told my uncle about this but then he just told me it would just drain up in a while. Hearing this, I ignored the little mass of water in the backyard as well and went on.

This incidence was a big surprise for us. It never happened in years. We have lived there for long but never felt such disaster before. But then, upon opening the television, I realized that the scenario was worse outside. I never heard of such plague as worse as this but I believe the news never lied. The flood in Marikina reached the roof of the residences. On accounts made by news anchors, it didn't took an hour to fill the whole of marikina. In a matter of minutes, the flood was instantly roof-high. Indeed it was like a nightmare. It never spared anyone. It ruined everything it could land on. Regardless of the status or value the people may hold, they were all rendered victims.

Soon, everyone was pleading for help. Searching for their lost relatives or mourning over devastated properties. Some are thankful for another chance to live, others felt hopeless. The whole of metro manila was mud. Soup-like mud. Knee-high and thick in consistency. It could harden with it anything lying underneath.

Upon watching the news, my body ached. Especially my shoulders, but it wouldn't amount to the pain all those people felt. They did not only lost a house, they do lost a home. In just one day, the friuts of their year-long labor was left tattered. All the hopes they established for years were all swept away. The dreams they were to fulfill was left a mere dream. The people they loved was taken away. All these in a matter of minutes. I couldn't imagine how scary this could be but all those faces painted it all. It was pain. Pure pain that ni morphine could suffice. Pure pain, both literally and figuratively.

After that day, I heard news from my colleagues that some of our batchmates were left stranded inside the university and stayed there for the night. Honestly, the flood was never a shock to all thomasians. But with the water waist high, it was a different story.

Perhaps one of the biggest reason to blame is climate change. this has been an issue for so long. Many are advocating to change the untoward acts of the people towards nature. In the end, the blame would always be pointed to us. All of these are the consequence of our actions.

Let us not make Global Warming just a fond internet topic. Let us help each other do something to stop it now.

A short story :)

2009-06-23T23:01:00.000-07:00

Another free week for us since the university announced its first case of AH1N1 :))
so I started scribbling short stories.. anything that pops in my head :))

The wind. It never stopped blowing from the time I came in this new apartment. It even followed me from the airport to the cab on my way here. I need to go away. I need to escape from the ghost that was possessing me.

His face-lovely,handsome,more than any woman could dream of. He was introduced to me by our mutual friend. He was a fine young man. He told me fascinating things that awakened the child in me. Wondrous fantasies I have long forgotten because of maturity.

It never took long before I gave him my approval for he is more than perfect for me. From staying on the phone late at night, talking, to actually spending the nights with him. I never had any regrets. Though I could notice he never lose hold of the imaginary things he was telling me, I thought he was just being funny.

Until one thing made me realize- it wasn't fantasy. Thinking that the news would brighten him up, I told him happily one day that I conceive his child. To my surprise, his face blurred. Suddenly, he was sweating profusely and was looking abnormally sacred. He never looked at me, instead, he looked around me. Soon he was screaming, panting and crying hard like a child. The face I loved scared me like crazy that I wanted to run away.

It couldn't be any evil spirit, I thought. The time and place never suggested any signs of paranormal existence. So, at least, I know I should expect the worse.

I stood still. Then I slowly moved towards him. My heart kept pounding hard on its cage, breaking slowly. He was shouting to someone behind me when it was only I, trying to calm him down. Suddenly, he stood up, shaking. He took my arm tight, dragging me down the parking lot and threw me inside the car. He kept the frightened look in his face as I was evenly scared of what he was thinking.

Soon, he was racing the car to the empty highway whispering words I could barely understand. I started thinking to myself that if I never helped him now, it could be too late for him, for me and for our child. I started pleading and egging him to stop the car from speeding. i kept telling him there is nothing to fear about. That he could be fine soon if he would listen. but to my dismay, it appeared that he never heard me. He continued rushing fast in the empty highway, murmuring words I wouldn't want to know.

I was hoping for salvation. That at least someone: a cop, or a highway officer would notice this over speeding vehicle and do something, but no one's there. It's as if I am suffering the same amount of insanity at this very moment.

Thinking it was hopeless, I cried. Wishing I never knew him, that I never gave in to his physical beauty, that I should have notice this illness that could kill us from any moment now. I prayed, that if this is how I could reach my God, then so be it. But if I survived this ruthless journey, then teach me how to be me again.

The last bit of memory I could grasp was the merciless speed he was indulging. I opened my eyes to see myself lying safe on a clean, white bed on a hospital I use to work.
I'm alive. I survived.

My friends came rushing beside me the moment they knew I'm awake. They brought me here and stayed with me all night. They told me what happened. If I sound rude, forgive me, I also am a victim. Because finally, He's gone.

I couldn't remember how many years prospered since that merciless incident happened. I wouldn't want to know anyway. But today, I need to go away. I need to escape. The thought that almost killed me years ago is going back again. The ghost possessing me came back. Now I'm crying again. To think that the fruit of my own, and the man who almost killed us, suffers the same disease.

If the world turned away from me, I wouldn't want to know. But my child, my only child, like his insane father...
suffers Schizophrenia.

hahaha..

if it sound so shallow, forgive me :)
i know im so amateur :))

I made a choice....err..choices :)

2009-06-04T02:24:00.000-07:00

istockphoto.com
June 2, 2009 :

I went out to secure myself with Barangay Clearance as part of our requirement for the San Lorenzo Scholarship in the University. Honestly, I really wanted to help my parents out even if I know they can manage to answer my fees for education. That's why I am bothering myself to go out the comfortable place at home and walk in the rain for these requirements.
I woke up earlier than usual for this day because of two things : first, to do the laundry (yeah, I do the laundry during summer :S)and to avail those requirements before I get busy for school.
My father's booming voice was enough to shake my head and start working early at 7am and finish the laundry extra fast. Then, i prepared myself for my escapade on this rainy tuesday. That was almost lunchtime and I'm almost feeling regretful because i'm not gonna hear my favorite summer show on the radio because of these errands.
After tons and tons of instructions from my dad, I finally got out of the house and went just in for my first stop : The Secretary of our subdivision's homeowners association. With the most pleasant approach for favor I learned at school, I greeted Mrs. Secretary and gave my agenda. Good thing she is a pleasant woman and I had no problem asking about stuff since she's not the monster I was (kind of) expecting. She gave me a certification indicating that i am, indeed, a resident of our subdivision and bid me good luck for the scholarship I wanted to avail :)

My next stop : Barangay Hall.
I looked for tricycles painted yellow on the corner Mrs. Secretary and Daddy told me. I was sort of confused because there were people waiting in line when there are lots of trikes to board. Lucky enough, I reached the first trike just when the driver called out for the passengers going to the place where I would go. Haha. So I went in and noticed that the trip was kind of longer compared to the trike ride I am taking on the way to school everyday.
The trike stopped exactly where I am supposed to go so I need not to ask or walk any further. (or I'd get lost! Honestly, I'm the kind of person who lacks that sense of direction!)
I went in and told my agenda to the first person who entertained me as pleasantly as possible. Then went upstairs as instructed and handed my ID for the certificate/clearance I am up to.
Surprisingly, the woman doing the certificate queered me this way : "UST?", she said "Opo. :)" I said. "May nanggaling din dito kanina eh, taga-UST din, para din sa Scholarship niya. Kaya lang freshman siya kaya wala pa siyang ID", she explained.
It was part funny, part surprising to think that Thomasians like me resides just around here in the place I live in.
Then, moments later, I got my clearance. Thanked the people around and went away. But lucky I went away, even happier because the people inside the Barangay Hall bid me good luck and hoped that I could be able to avail that scholarship.

Finally I went home simply because I already spent all the money my father gave me for the fees and transportation. Then he said I may come later for the voter's registration and have lunch first.
After lunch time, I really had no intentions of going to the voter's registration office anymore. I wouldn't want to vote here in the first place. Whether out take this as an offense or not, Politics here in the Philippines is crap. I don't believe that that one vote of mine could change a lot of things. *duh* Nothing happened in politics for the last 18 years of living here in the Philippines. Besides, it only gets each new term.

Connected to that, my father and i had been arguing about that. he was frantically forcing me to register because of a lot of stuff he is concerned about as a full-pledge Filipino citizen. And finally, he told me that I need that Voter's ID as an important document for some transactions (for future use, I think). So I agreed to avail one.

The City hall, well, this was my first time ever to drop by. I found the registration booth just behind the city hall and started with panic. I don't know exactly what to do. Then, finally, all I need to do was to photocopy my school ID and submit and everything else follows. It was fast, in fairness. The exact opposite of what I expected from government offices.

After a few minutes, I'm done! I looked horrible on the photo for the voter's ID but, I guess what made a difference is that I am now willing to cast a vote for 2010 elections. What, made me convinced, nah, I still can't tell. Maybe because I wouldn't want to waste the effort I made to register :)) but, now I think one vote can make a difference :)

Now, forgive me for being such an ineffective writer. just to support the title these are the choices I made today :
1. Avail a scholarship to help my dudes.
2. Cast a vote on 2010 :)

I missed blogging, by the way :)

Pamanahong Papel (UST-BSN 1-12 '08-'09)

2009-03-16T02:48:00.000-07:00

UNIBERSIDAD NG SANTO TOMAS
Kolehiyo ng Narsing

Taong Akademiko 2008-2009

CELEBrology :

Isang pagsusuri sa Karera at Pag-aaral ng mga Celebrity Students

Nina:

Baysa, Maiko Kaye U

Bernardo, Rose Marie Ann A.

Bumanlag, Lady Clarrise C.

Evangelista, Kirpatrick R.

Morales, Isidoro Gabriel N.

Teves, Jose Gabriel P.

Unibersidad ng Santo Tomas, Kolehiyo ng Narsing, BSN 1-12

sa patnubay ni Gng. Zendel Taruc, M. Ed.

Ika-10 ng Marso, 2008

I.Mga Kaugnay na Babasahin/ Literatura

A. Layunin

Layunin ng pamanahong papel na ito na talakayin ang buhay at mga gawi ng mga celebrity students. Dito ay mabibigyang-pansin ang kanilang pagkakaiba nila sa mga ordinaryong estudyante na di gaya nila ay sa pag-aaral lamang nabubuhos ang lahat ng oras. Gayundin, layunin nito na mas lalo nating maintindihan ang mga isyu na kinakaharap ng mga Celebrity Students gaya na lang ng pamamahala ng oras at kung paano nila binibigyang solusyon ang mga ito.

B. Kahulugan ng Celebrity Student

A celebrity is one who is popularly honored for some signal achievement: sought after by media/mass. ( Webster’s Third New World International Dictionary, 1993). Sila ay mga mag-aaral na kasalukuyang naka-enrol sa isang paaralan gayundin, sila rin ay mga artista, atleta, o modelo ng komersyal na sikat at madalas makita sa telebisyon, entablado at mga magazines.

C. Mga Halimbawa ng Celebrity Students

Sina Chis Tiu, Robi Domingo, Iya Villania, Bianca King, Nikki Gil, Andi, Enchong Dee, Dylan Ababou, Jervy Cruz, Harry Santos, at LJ Reyes ay ilan lamang sa mga kilalang celebrity students sa ating bansa.

Sila ay maaaring maging isang actor/aktres, atleta o modelo at kasalukuyang nag-aaral o kumukuha ng digri sa kolehiyo.

D. Mga Isyu ng Isang Celebrity Student

Time management, privacy, tsismis, academic achievements, working relationship sa talent manager at relasyon sa pamilya at sa kaibigan ay ilan lamang sa mga isyung kinakaharap ng mga celebrity students. Ang ilan ay halos matuyo ang utak kakaisip dahil sa matinding iskedyul. Marami rin silang pressure na nararamdaman bilang estudyante bukod pa sa pagiging isang celebrity. Mayroon din silang takot na nararamdaman dahil hindi nila alam kung ano ang dapat asahan sa kanila ng mga manonood at ng kanilang mga propesor. Ginagamit din nila ng tama ang kanilang oras. Dahil sa kanilang mahusay na pamamahala ng oras, nakakaya pa nilang makagawa ng kanilang mga takdang aralin at makapagbasa ng kanilang mga leksyon. Ginagamit din nila ang break nila sa pagitan ng bawat eksena upang mag-aral.

Kahit gaano katindi ang iskedyul ng mga celebrity students, pag-aaral pa rin ang mas nangunguna nilang prayoridad. Dahil determinado silang silang matapos, nagagawa nilang pagsabayin ang pag-aaral at ang kanilang trabaho.

Sa eskwelahan, wala silang natataggap na “special treatment” mula sa kanilang mga propesor. Ang mga natututunan nila sa pagiging estudyante ay naisasagawa nila minsan sa pagiging celebrity at ang natututunan nila sa set o court ay minsan naisasakatuparan din sa pagiging mag-aaral.( Candy Magazine, 2007 )

Ang pagtatrabaho ( pagiging artista, atleta, modelo, vj, dj) ay hindi rin nila mabitawan sapagkat itinuturing nila ito bilang “outlet” upang maging masaya sa buhay natututo silang ngumiti kahit na gaano pa katindi ang pagod, inis o gutom na kanilang nararamdaman. Mas kinukuha nila sa kanilang mga karanasan ang mga magagandang bagay at nakalilimutan ang mga masasamang pangyayari dahil sa tindi at bigat ng kanilang iskedyul.

Hindi rin nawawala ang tsismis sa buhay ng isang celebrity student. Sa propesyong pinili nila kailanman ay hindi mawawala ang intriga. Totoo man ito o hindi ay nakakaimpluwensiya ito sa kanilang career at imahe kaya’t aminado ang iba sa kanila na sila’y naaapektuhan nito lalo na kung hindi naman totoo ang mga intriga.

Bukod sa mga intriga at tsismis, may mga isyu rin sila pagdating sa relasyon nila sa kanilang pamilya at kaibigan. Dahil sa kanilang kasikatan at busy schedule, hindi maiiwasan na mas mabigyan nila ng oras ang kanilang trabaho at pag-aaral kaysa sa kanilang pamilya at mga kaibigan . Ngunit sa kabila nito, may mga celebrity students na talagang humahanap ng bakanteng oras para lang makasama ang kanilang mga mahal sa buhay dahil nais rin nila na magpaghinga at magkaroon na rin ng bonding time kasama ng kanilang mga mahal sa buhay.

E. Mga Adbentahe ng Pagiging Isang Celebrity Student

libreng tiket sa sine at konsyerto
libreng pananamit
backstage passes
endorsements
gift checks
panayam sa mga lokal at internasyonal na artista
pagkakaroon ng tagahanga

F. Mga Disadbentahe ng Isang Celebrity Student

kawalan ng privacy
hindi agad makatapos sa pag-aaral
kaunting oras sa pagtulog
kahirapan sa paghahanap ng mga kagrupo bunga ng busy schedule
pag-ikot ng buhay sa trabaho at pag-aaral lamang
hirap sa paghahanap ng tunay na kaibigan

II. Mga Paglalahad ng Sariling Pag-aaral

Metodolohiya

I. Pamamaraan

Ang pag-aaral na ito ay isinagawa sa pamamagitan ng panayam. Gumawa ang mga mananaiksik ng mga katanungan na sumasagot o sumusukat sa mga isyu na may kinalaman sa buhay at gawi ng isang Celebrity Student. Kabilang na dito ang mga pagkakatulad at pagkakaiba ng mga pamamaraang isinasagawa ng mga respondente. Kinapapalooban ng mga katanungan ang mga iba’t ibang isyung kinakaharap ng isang Celebrity Student. Ang mga isyung ito ay ang pagbabalanse ng oras (time management), mga adbentahe at disaadbentahe (advantages and disadvantages), epekto ng pagiging isang Celebrity sa pag-aaral, mga natatamong pribilehiyo (privileges), at mga plano pagkatapos mag-aral.

Sa mga katanungang kaugnay ng pagbabalanse ng oras tullad ng “Paano mo hinahati ang iyong oras?”, tinatalakay ang mga paraan na ginagamit ng respondente upang mapakinabangan ng tama ang kanyang oras. Nakapaloob dito kung kailan at paano siya nakapag-aaral ng mga leksyon sa kabila ng pagiging abala sa mga gawaing may kinalaman sa pagiging Celebrity.

Nakapaloob naman sa Adbentahe at Disadbentahe ang mga espeyal na bagay na tinatamasa gayun din ang mga di kaaya-ayang bagay mula sa mga taong nakapaligid sa kanya sa loob at labas ng paaralan. Ang mga taong ito ay kinabibilangan ng mga kaibigan, kamag-aral, mga guro at mga taong nakakikilala sa kanila gaya ng mga fans.Ilan sa mga katanungang, “Anu-ano ang mga natatanggap mong adbentahe mula sa mga guro, kamag-aral at mga taong nakapaligigd sayo?” ay kabilang sa isyung ito.

Sa mga katanungang may kinalaman sa mga epekto ng pagiging isang Celebrity sa pag-aaral gaya ng “Ilang beses mo kinailangang lumiban sa klase dahil sa isang appointment?”, tinatalakay ang mga posibleng bagay o salik na nakaaapekto sa pag-aaral ng respondente. Maaaring kawalan ng oras at iba pang responsibilidad na naka-ukol sa kanyang career bilang isang public figure.

Sa mga katanungang kaugnay ng mga plano pagkatapos ng pag-aaral, inilalahad ang mga nais gawin ng mga respondente pagkalipas ng kanilang digri sa kolehiyo. Tinatalakay din dito kung ipagpapatuloy ba ng respondente ang kanyang career o bibigyang prayoridad ang natapos na kurso at magtatrabaho ayon sa napiling bokasyon. Nabibilang sa isyung ito ang mga katanungan gaya ng “Ipagpapatuloy mo ba ang pag-aartist/pagiging atleta/pagiging modelo o magbibigay-tuon ka sa kursong iyong natapos?”

Ang mga katanungan ay nabuo sa pamamagitan ng pagkalap ng mga impormasyon mula sa mga naunang pag-aaral at mga nailathalang panayam sa na may kaugnay sa isinasagawang pananaliksik.

Respondente/ Sabjek

Ang mga napiling sabjek sa pag-aaral na ito ay mga artista, atleta o modelo na kasalukuyang kumukuha ng digri sa kolehiyo sa taong akademiko 2008-2009. Ang mga nakapanayan ng mga mananaliksik ay sina Robi Domingo, Dylan Ababou at KC Hollmann.

Pinili ang mga respondente ayon sa ilang mga espesyal na konsiderasyon ayon sa kanilang Academic Standing at uri ng involvement sa Media. Kinapanayam ng mga mananaliksik ang naturang mga Celebrity ayon sa itinakdang oras at panahong naaangkop sa oras ng sabjek. Sa kabuoan, mayroong tatlong respondente ang pag-aaral ng mga mananaliksik.

Ayon sa ilang pag-aaral, ang pagiging isang College athlete ay nangangahulugan ng maraming pribilehiyo partikular sa mga taong nakapaligid sa kanya. (N. Tyler, dailytrojan.com, Dec 2008)

“Nung makapasok ako sa Varsity Team ng UST, hindi ko naman inaasahan na ganito kalaking atensyon yung ibibigay ng mga tao sakin lalo na dun sa mga hindi ko kilala.” Ayon kay Dylan Ababou, isa sa mga kilalang Varsity ng basketball ng Unibersidad ng Santo Tomas. Ang mga simpleng pagbati sa kanya habang siya ay nasa loob ng Campus ay kabilang sa mga bagay na hanggang ngayon ay kinamamanghaan parin ng atleta buhat sa pagiging aktibo sa larangan ng isports.

Dumarating naman ang mga pagkakataong madali para sa nakararaming Celebrity Student ang pakikiusap para makakuha ng ilang mga konsiderasyon ng mga taong nakapaligid sa kanila lalo na sa paaralan, ayon mismo sa pahayag ng mga sabjek ng pag-aaral na ito.

“I’m so thankful I have very considerate teachers who gives me chances to take the exams kahit pa absent ako that day. May mga araw kasi na talagang 24-hours ang isang photoshoot.” Kwento ni KC Hollmann, isang modelo at Commercial model. Ayon sa kanya, ang pagiging isang Celebrity Student ay ginagawa niyang daan upang mabigyang inspirasyon ang ibang kabataan at ipakita sa kanilang ang oras ay isang bagay na kayang isaayos ayon sa interes at importansya ng mga gawain.

Ngunit sa ibang mga kaso,ang pagiging kilala sa larangan ng media ay hindi isang dahilan para mabigyan ng mga espesyal na atensyon sa ibang bagay. Kadalasan, sila ay nauuri paring kahanay ng mga taong kanilang pinakikisamahan. (J. Mendoza showbizandstyle.inquirer.net, 2008)

“Maraming nag-iisip na baka nakakakuha ako ng matataas na grade dahil artista ako or what, pero hindi nila alam, hindi ako nakaka-receive ng special treatments from my professors. Pinaghihirapan ko din naman yung mga grades na yon. And, sa school, there are this so-called ‘Elististas’, they don’t care if you’re a celebrity or not. So hindi rina ko nakakatanggap ng special treatments from people around me gaya ng inaakala ng iba.” Paglaahad ni Robi Domingo, first runner-up sa Pinoy Big Brother Teen Edition Plus, TV host at Product Endorser. Ayon sa 19-taong-gulang na Celebrity, nananatili ang normalidad ng kanyang buhay at hindi niya hinahayaang maging dahilan ang kanyang kaugnayan sa media na makaapekto s pagiging aktibo sa klase. Para sa kanya, edukasyon ang pinaka-importanteng bagay na pang-hahawakan ng isang kabataan maging Celebrity man siya o hindi.

C. Presentasyon ng mga Datos

	Robi Domingo adronico.wordpress.com	Dylan Ababou facebook.com	KC Hollmann flickr.com
1. Oras/Panahon ng Pagtatrabaho	Kadalasang araw-araw	Kapag may nalalapit na kompetisyon	Kung kailan may appointment
2. Panahong ginugugol sa pagtatarabaho	Ayon sa napagkasunduang iskedyul.	8 oras o higit pa lalo na kung may nalalapit na laro.	Umaabot ng buong araw kung kinakailangan.
3. Panahon kung kailan nakapag-aaral	Habang papunta sa set o sa paaralan	Bago magsimula ang klase	Kapag walang appointment o photo shoot na naka-iskedyul
4. Sanhi ng pagliban sa klase	Mga rehearsal o pictorials na natataon sa oras ng klase.	Mga kompetisyon o naka-iskedyul na training	Matagalang photo shoot o commercial
5. Mga bagay na bibigyang tuon pagkatapos ng pag-aaral ng Kolehiyo	Pag-kuha ng digri sa Medisina	Pagpapatuloy ng career sa Basketball	Pag-aabroad upang magtrabaho o Pagkuha ng digri sa Medisina

Makikita sa datos ang ilan sa mga kasagutan ng mga respondente ayon sa kani-kanilang mga iskedyul. Tinalakay ng mga sabjek sa mga mananaliksik kung paano nila kinahaharap ang mga bagay na may kaugany sa kanilang pag-aaral at propesyon at kung paano nila ginagampanan ang pagiging mag-aaral at pagiging artista, modelo o atleta sa pareho o limitadong oras. Nakapaloob din dito ang mga bagay na nais pa nilang makamit pagkatapos ng pag-aaral sa Kolehiyo.

Ayon sa panayam, kadalasang trabaho ang pinag-lalaanan ng oras ng mga respondente at naipapasok na lamang ang oras ng pag-aaral sa mga pagkakataong walang ginagawa o sa oras ng pagbibigay ng break. Halimbawa nito ang pag-aaral ni Robi Domingo, na kumukuha ng BS Health Care sa Ateneo de Manila University, sa loob ng kanyang sasakyan para sa susunod na klase o habang papunta sa set. Gumigising naman sa madaling araw ang atletang si Dylan Ababou mula sa AB Behavioral Science para balikan ang mga tinalakay na leksyon bago siya magsimula ng warm-up para sa training. Sinasamantala naman ng modelong si KC Hollmann, na kumukuha din ng kursong Narsing sa Far Eastern University, ang mga araw na wala siyang naka-iskedyul na appointment upang masinsinang makapag-aral para sa mga susunod na talakayin.

III.

A. Kongklusyon

Mahihinuha mula sa pakikipag-ugnayan ng mga mananaliksik sa mga respondente na kahit gaano katindi ang iskedyul ng mga nakapanayam naming celebrity students sa kanilang mga trabaho, mas prayoridad pa rin nila ang kanilang pag-aaral.. Naniniwala sila nana darating ang panahon na sila’y makatatapos dahil sa kanilang determinasyon. Pagdating naman sa kanilang trabaho, makikitang mahal nila ang kanilang ginagawa dahil sa halip na maging pabigat ito para sa kanila, ginagawa nila itong isang uri ng recreation.

Lingid sa kaalaman ng iba na kapag nakakukuha si Robi Domingo ng “C” sa kanyang mga leksyon ay nagpapanik na siya. Bagamat sikat na sikat na siya ay wala siyang natatanggap na special treatment sa kanyang mga propesor at kamag-aral.

Inaakala ng ibang tao na suplada o mayabang ang mga modelo at varsity players. Pinatutunayan nina Dylan Ababou at KC Hollman na magaan lamang kausap ang mga tulad nila. Mahusay na time management ang susi sa kanilang trabaho at pag-aaral.

B. Rekomendasyon

Bigyang pansin ang mga detalye ng pagkakahati-hait ng oras ng bawat Celebrity Student sa iba’t-ibang bagay na pinag-lalaanan nila ng oras. Ituon ang pag-aaral sa pagitan ng Career at kursong napili sa kolehiyo.

Magkaroon din ng sapat na oras para obserbahan ang pakikitungo ng Celebrity Student at alamin ang mga dahilan kung bakit sila nakatatanggap ng mga pribilehiyo mula sa iba’t ibang taong nakapaligid sa kanila. Itala ang mga suliraning kinahaharap ng bawat Celebrity Student sa aspetong personal, akademiko at iba pang kaugnay dito at ilahad ang mga solusyong ginagawa o ginagamit ng bawat respondente.

Sa mga nagnanais na ipagpatuloy ang ginawang pag-aaral, ang suhestyon ng mga mananaliksik ay maglaan ng mas matagal na panahon upang magkaroon ng detalyadong mga sagot mula sa mga respondente. Lubos na makatutulong ang mga detayle na ito dahil magkakaroon ng mas malalim na analysis sa naturang pag-aaral.

C. Bibliograpiya

http://showbizandstyle.inquirer.net/sim/sim/view20081123-173870/youngandfamous

http://www.igma.tv/story/4268/An-Eager_Learner

November 2008 Issue, S magazine

Candy Magazine, December 2007 Issue. Volume 8 No.9

Candy Magazine, January- February 2006 Volume 7 No.1

www.dailytrojan.com

www.southmilwaujeehow.com/story/indez.aspx?id=816224

www.merinews.com/catfull.jsp?articleID=137014

www.dailybruin.uda.edu/archives/id/23060

www.suffolkedu/college/16193.html

www.stjoennews.net/news/2008/aug17/poet-actress-gifted-student/?diem

Candy Magazine, March 2008 Volume 9, No.2

Star Studio Magazine

Candy Magazine, April 2007, Vol8 No.3

http://media.www.wrighttimes.net/media/storage/paper1129/news/2008/11/01/ArtsCulture/Meet-Jennifer.Klebba.Actress.President.Student-3521753-page2.shtml

The Last Hope

2009-03-07T02:43:00.000-08:00

Two more weeks.

This much time left and the delirious first year experience at UST-Nursing will be over. It would only end up in either one of the two definite conclusion: passed (rejoice! i endured! i made it!) or failed (go find another school or shift to another course if you love UST).

:|

Seeing the sun shine bright early at 6:30 this morning as I was about to attend my arnis class led me writing again on this almost forgotten blog. Ooops :))

So, the UST sunrise: It scattered all around the football field that glowed wonderfully as it received the sun's rays. Golden light spread generously on the Royal, Pontifical and Catholic campus I fell in love with.

As I walk my way from the Dapitan gate to the Santissimo Rosario Parish, the sunlight seem to play hide and seek as it peeped through the towering trees perfectly bordering the streets of UST.

I told myself, "beautiful". Then suddenly, a certain thought crossed my head at the very instant, "will I ever see this perfect sunrise again?" (am I dying?! :D) I told myself, "certainly I will." But am I still on the same course if I happen to see one again? -Now that bothered me.

Oh yes, deliberation is almost making its way. All of the freshies of UST-nursing are cramming by now. Worrying on how to catch up. Living by the sleepless nights and 'lunchless' days to study. All of these are torturing. But how else could you assure yourself to pass but through this way. While others, the Dean's Listers, some lying low this second sem -I say they're lucky. Whether they study or not for the second sem, I'm sure they'd make it. But for the majority, arrgh. Forget about lying low first. Do this if and only if you manage to get to second year.

Oh well, its delirious as it has always been. And believe it or not, I'm trying my very best to hold on. I believe I can ~pray. pray. and pray. and work hard. and pray again. --perhaps that's one good foundation i absorbed as a frosh here in UST.
Have faith.
Believe.
He answers.

And that's another major reason why I am holding really tight on UST's hands -I feel so secured that I could not go anywhere wrong nor my faith would run low ~naks!. Being inside UST alone quenches my thirst for answers for this mentally, physically and emotionally battering college life.
UST-an explicit display of beauty. Who wouldn't fall in love with this wonderfully classic institution?

Well, I got lots and lots of praises for UST. I'm sure I'll never run out of beautiful words to describe this majestic place even if it turns to an island when it rains -stilll, its beautiful. It doesn't constitute any faults regarding our academic standing as one of the best universities here and around the world as what other universities are saying (lumulubog daw ang UST). It's just the land that sinks. (In the first place, samin lang meron nyan!)

okay.

Ooops. one more concern: My friends.
I dont want to fool myself and believe that no one from our class would get eliminated. But I never loose the hope anyway I have grown to love these people for the past 9 months. They are the ideal set of classmates for me, I swear.

But, honestly, I use to fear these people. Before college, it just sank in my mind that being at UST would mean social degradation! I came from a public school and is somewhat not fond of those techy gadgets that became the total defifnition of the word 'cool'. But by some sort of miracle, :)), I discovered their humility that pulled me close to them. So close that I wouldnt want to think of that resectioning before we could get into second year. Each of them possessed wonderful traits you'd never expect among those high profile people. In fact, they're so down to earth you'd never think they are this damn rich. :))

Nah, perhaps I'm saying too much already. Its kinda turning awkward :)). But its just an honest reflection of what's flooding my head.

Maybe I'll just pray for that wonderful miracle -that all of us (BSN 1-12 peeps) could make it to second year and finish nursing at UST.

Nothing is impossible to Him, anyway --naks!
=))

God Bless us all!

Robi and I

2009-01-25T03:41:00.000-08:00

18 January, 2009 (Sunday)

Perhaps one of the most beautiful days of my life happened today.

I woke Up at 3am and prayed right away for a successful interview. I know God would do me good. I feared of Robi's reaction or his parent's attitude. I hope they'd receive us well. Soon, I needed to go to UST after rushing with my very high heels. Plus black slacks that I borrowed from a friend and a semi executive top in violet color. I looked like one of our Clinical instructors during our RLE!

Then, since it was really early morning, there were really few people taking trips. The trike station was evenly decorated because this was the same day for Sto. Niño's feast. Then, as I reached The end of the trike station, there were hardly no jeepneys so I opted to board an Fx since the train station wont be open until 5am.

Soon, I arrived at Lawton and was almost hit by a taxi (who never even cared to stop) upon crossing the highway to board a jeep going to UST España. Soon as I arrived, I rushed to the overpass and ran as fast as I could. I heard there were lots of snatchers there. I wish I could just carry my shoes and run but my slacks are long! =))
Then I went inside the campus via the car gate and even spent a little longer to look at the place. The security guard asked me "hija, san ang punta mo?", I said "sa St. Martin de Porres Building po" just to answer his question though I'm really heading to the Carpark. To my surprise, he answered "eh?! wala pang tao dun.. tsaka may mumu pa don! :))"
I informed one of my classmates, kir, of my arrival cause he arrived earlier. My heels clanked loud as I walked through the unfinished Lover's Lane. I passes by the main building and saw the cross glittering bright in the dead of the night. UST is still very beautiful at every point of time.
Then I met my classmate there and led me back to España where we met another group mate, sid, in his car with his parents.

Then we waited for the rest. Soon as we got complete, we came over a commercial area to buy pastries for Robi's family but we never found one. Its so early to open the pastry shops. Then we were dropped by a gasoline station at fairview where we met another groupmate, bong. He led us to his house. Man, his house looks like a cozy hotel!

After some time, Lady and I decided to put on some make-up so we went inside the visitor's comfort room that resembled those of hotels!! God, bong's house was a real mansion! It's like a "name it, we have it!" place.
Then, of course, applying make-up. We need to look good for Robi. After we are done, we boarded bong's car to take the trip leading to robi's place. We were accompanied by Oliver, bong's brother whose bestfriend is Robi's brother and was our entire connection all along. We stopped by Starbucks since we haven't bought anything for Robi's parents yet. Not too long after, we were there. Every inch of it was documented by Sid and Kir.

And finally, imagine..We are now inside the Royal Domingo Residence!
That's really awesome! At that particular moment, I am inside a celebrity's crib. The house of a celebrity I never saw before. But see, I checked his pictures on the net so atleast I wouldn't feel dumb or go crazy having difficulty tracking him. There are few people there anyway, so I guess I wouln't need to :)).

There, we were ushered to the receiving room. Flat screen tv, swimming pool, carpeted place, nice dogs and cars.. another "name it, we have it!" place.
We waited long, made ourselves at home first so we won't look stupid just sitting stiff inside their receiving area. Sid even made himself a temporary "myx veejay" to consume the time Kir was documenting since the television then was tuned in to myx (where Robi is a resident veejay). Coincidence or not, the music played are somehow relevant to what we are in. Hari ng Sablay (Oh no! we might fail!), Di na Mababawi (oi spongecola!, Go ateneo!) and you better pray by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (what the?!).

Dr. Domingo, Robi's father (by the way, they say both Robi's parents are doctors) talked to us and asked about stuffs regarding this interview and there we learned that Dr. Domingo is an Alumni of UST MedTech and UST Medicine. A little while later, here comes the star!...

Dr. Domingo ended our conversation as soon as Robi came over.
He is awfully handsome.
It gave me an advantage that I am not watching the televsision for I wasn't agitated at all. I felt wonderfully comfortable looking deep in Robi's eyes. Know what?, he's a real cutie with brains!
He answered every detailed question I asked him with ease. Effortfully effortless.
Said he's taking up Health Care as his premed in Ateneo. Said he never really expected it to happen like that. Like the whole thing has not sinked in his whole being yet, as if he is still in the "sinking in my mind" stage. He said that he is taking the stress of being a Celebrity Student (which was the title of our report) 'recreationally' since he already lost the time of having some. He mentioned that one of the most drastic changes that brought slight regrets were the times that he never had a chance to talk to his family, especiallly his parents because of the hectic schedule he is in.

The feeling was immensely comfortable. I really forgot and lost in my head the fact that I am talking to a young celebrity. He is really keeping a humble air around so we would feel really at home. Soon as I ran out of questions related to our topic, I tried swinging questions that are somehow diplomatic to hear. I asked him if he ever tried taking exams at UST or did he ever tried nursing. He said he DID took the USTET but nursing would be his last choice. He even mentioned an Enzo Santos from our college (gotta find this guy!). Then, there were lots and lots of thank yous and smiles, autographs, pictures.. God, ROBI IS SO APPRECIATIVE. He appreciated every inch of our presence. He even allowed us to ask more but we neede to comply on the given schedule. Robi needed to go early at 9am for ASAP so we opted to hurry.

I gave him my lanyard (hope he'll never read this!) since my lanyard was bought just about a couple of months ago an we failed to buy a new one because our college lanyards weren't available yet. But see, soon as I gave him our personal present, he opened it right away and wore it during our picture taking that surprised me a lot. I thought, "man, this guy is soooo kind!"

I shook his hand thrice, took pictures, then his autograph for the rest of us at BSN 1-12, he introduced his dog Marriot ("~hotel :))"). That handshake-I think I wouldn't want to wash my hand ever again! :)) Sid asked for Robi's autograph on his lanyard and it was kinda awkward when he even looked for his own pen to write on it since ordinary pens can't.

Then, he ushered us outside. We waited a minute as lady took pictures of Robi's dogs and cars. Thank yous again. Then we finally left.
Ahahah!
I was screaming hard and giggling much inside the car. This opportunity made me sooooo happy!
Thank God it was so succesful! yeah, indeed ti was undoubtly successful for non-professionals like us. Thank You Lord!

Then we came back to Bong's mansion (definitely not just a house!) and ate breakfast. Again, bong's place was marvelous! eating breakfast in broad daylight was cool :)
Bong drove us back to UST and left us there. The rest of us went to the church to attend the Mass and say more thank yous to God :)
The boys were asking us for some dOtA session but, nah, Lasy and I are drained from that Robi escapade. :)
Soon as I arrived home, I started sharing group messages to everyone (classmate or not) about this wonderful day.
All that started well ends well. :)

that's it! God Bless! :)

Now

2009-01-07T03:42:00.000-08:00

Sometimes, a different kind of enlightenment and awe is felt when people who talk less share their thoughts about common issues, making them a little better in perspective and absorbing new ideas from old ones in a different point of view.

Our first meeting for this new year on our English II subject was "kinda new". Our english prof, she's not that significant or important in our eyes in a way that we don't render eyes of specialness but still submitted to her authority primarily because she is our teacher.

How we started that class..well, it was the basic hi and hello and happy new year plus the activity with the instructions : give meaning, in a word or a phrase, to the word/s N-E-W Y-E-A-R. So all was like that.. the people were forced to stretch little of their neurons to help them work.

The class was then divided to groups..ten groups with five members each..that was that.
The usual group discussions. Choosing who to report and all that. Our group was even called second, to our surprise. The group I was in, we all looked idle and sleepy..obviously wanting more of the long Christmas vacation.

Upon finishing all the groups, so followed the discussion. Barely unrelated to any learning topic but somehow on the track of our activity's subject. I failed to recall perfectly what she had said (of course, asking me of something after the long vacation..forget about it!) but its good to hear something like such. Its almost experiencing a different kind of sharing your thoughts. Like some sort of a "verbal blog", I may say.

New year is basically changing stuffs. From the literal, ethical, emotional, physical and moral aspect. For others it would be improving something else about themselves or what. For others, new year is just a thing to party about --no need to change. But from what this prof of ours quoted, she said its plainly the individual's decision. its how he viewed it. What matters is that you get control of what is NOW. You can no longer access the past. It's all irreversible. You can atleast, go back through memories but that's how they would be forever. The future is not handy and changeable like the past. We have no easy and fast access to this like the net. We cannot lead the things we want to happen to make it favorable.

The irreversible past and the unmanipulative future, these two are obviously linked to us by what we have now. The only thing we can take hold of among these three dimendions of time.
Now, its just like making good use of time. I dont know exactly what made me so amazed by what she said but this old topic sounded so new to me, a revam of the explanations I had before.

Taking control of what we have now is roughly the task we ought to recognize so as we need not to regret our past for what we did nor worry about our future because we know we are in for good stuffs.

Life is basically living it as it is. And its nice to know we have lots of options. All that's left to us is to live on with the choice we believe is right. :)

God Bless us all!

The Unseen

2008-12-30T04:22:00.000-08:00

This sensation has been tingling my veins for months since we started the final examinations last semester. However, it took no progress since it started. Nice.

*sigh*

I dont know how long would this 'sensation ' last but, there is always a certain 'want' to move further. Yet I am always taken aback for I am always afraid of the consequences it may put up.
I have already won battles, have crushed boundaries of regrets but I cant even cross the gate of his being.
I have already gained a lot of titles, names and honors because of bravery but I can't find the strength to know him.
I have made myself a strong being, i kept myself from being vulnerable and weak, I trained myself not to cry over shallow matters but I always feel my body weak when I take a step anywhere near him.

This won't do me any good, though. If by chance I happen to know who he is, then, I guess, this would only lead me to two answers: that he already have someone else, otherwise, he wouldn't want to have someone yet...not before the cut-off that had been instilling the pressure over us since then.
As of now, as it has been since I saw him, I am standing on two roads diverging each other. Still, I cant find the right decision to make.

This 'sensation' almost led me to doubt the strength I knew I had.

If I choose to try and tell him, I'm afraid of any untoward reaction. I'm afraid of being rejected or getting hurt.
If I choose to stay still and keep myself passive, and never get any further. Then, for him, I would always be the Unseen.

Ang Drama Ng Lola Niyo Last Paskuhan 2008

2008-12-27T01:36:00.000-08:00

COMMERCIAL : *sa totoo lang, nahihiya na ako kina rj, sitay at ivan at sa mga kaibigan kong bumabasa ng blog ko dahil ang corny corny ng mga sinusulat ko dito. Other than that, the words I'm using lack 'substance'. Ewan ko kung bakit :|

Ano ba namang selebrasyon ang pinaka-sosyal, pinaka-bongga at pinakama-colorful ever sa mundo ng mga Tomasino?!
duh..
eh di paskuhan!

Pero bago yan, wala nang mas sasaklap pa sa pinagdusahan ng iilang mga estudyanteng kamalas-malasang may Monthly exams sa kurso nila. Tiyempong-tiyempo, sa paskuhan pa nataon yung huling araw ng exam. Awa ng Diyos, huling araw na din ng pasok yon para sa 2008.

December 19, 2008
buti pa yung ibang college, ang aga mag-saya!
pahiga-higa na lang sa quadricentennial park, pajoke-joke na lang sa plaza mayor, palaro-laro na lang sa may field o pasayaw-sayaw na lang sa grandstand.
Nag-iinhale exhale ng malamig na hangin habang hinihintay yung gabi. Ang pinaka exciting na gabi ng 2008 sa USTe.
haaaaaiiiy..

Ano bang test namin nung araw na yon?
AnaPhy.
AnaPhy: pina-ikling Anatomy & Physiology. Salamat ulit sa Diyos at maaga akong natapos sa Lec exam. (As usual!!!~bentahe na rin sakin yung mabilis magbasa)
At dahil maaga akong matapos, akala na naman nung iba hindi na naman ako nag-aral...nagbasa naman ako kagabi. Napuyat pa nga ako eh! :))
Ewan ko lang talaga kung bakit yung iba kong classmate e ganon yung tingin sa mga maaga matapos sa test...o kung hindi naman, dinidibdib yung exam. yung tipong sinusulit yung 1 hour 30 minutes time.
hah!
~30 minute break~

Tinamad na talaga ako ng tuluyan. Adik! Pero kung di ko aayusin tong monthly na 'to, lalo lang lalaki ang pag-asa kong bumagsak sa Nursing. Madaming masasayang non! una, pera ng mga magulang kong magugulang. pangalawa, effort ko sa araw araw na pagbiyahe mula Las Pinas hanggang Manila nd vice versa at pangatlo, ang kaawa awang mga neurons ko na nasayang at nahirapan para lang sa pag-iisip.
Pagtapos ng 30 minute break, at pagkatapos ng 30 minutos na pagta-try na may maipasok sa utak kong puro hangin, napagtanto kong hopeless din pala. Sana nagpahinga na lang ako gaya ng binunulong ng demonyo sa utak pero. (at least sinusod ko yung angel na bumubulong na mag-review ako :D)
Pagpasok sa room 214 kung san kami magtetest...pucha! ang lamig!
may aircon na ngang bukas, may ceiling fan pang nakatapat sa bumbunan ko. Hindi pa naman ako nagdala ng jacket para hindi na makadagdag sa dala kong damit para sa event mamayang gabi.
After 30 minutes...
't*ang na!, ako pa lang yung tapos! Ayoko naman tumayo agad, halatang halata naman na minagic ko lang yung test na yon! (AnaPhy lab). Nahilo na ako gawa ng madaming dahilan: mga terms na wala naman sa pinag-aralan ko, soooobrang lamig ng pwesto ko at higit sa lahat, excitement para sa paskuhan. (gusto ko na lang matapos yung exam para makapaghappy-happy na!)
"20 minutes pa!...."sabi ko na lang sa sarili ko habang sinusumpa yung exam na pagkahirap-hirap at naghihintray ng at least 5 katao na magpasa ng papel para hindi obvious.
Makailang ulit din akong tumitig sa answer sheet ko. Nagbura at nagshade ng mga sagot na hindi naman nagbago. Ayoko nang tignan yung test questions...baka mabuang na ako sa kakahula!
Sa wakas nagsimula na din magpasa ng papel ang mga tao. Naawa na rin siguro si Lord sakin at sa test na kanina ko pa minumura sa isip ko :)) Tumayo na ako sabay kuha ng bag. Habang pinipigilang manginig sa lamig.
"desmosomes? troponin? tight junction? 't*ng *na!"... kung anu-ano nang makukulay na salita ang umiikot sa isip ko (since hindi naman ako nagmumura in real life :)) ) habang palabas ako ng room. Ni wala man lang sa isinulat kong reviewer yung mga yon. At wala akong balak na sabihin sa kanila na may reviewer ako o sabihin nag-aral ako dahil pihadong bagsak na naman ako dyan.
Feeling ko tuloy ang loser-loser ko :))

Sa kabutihan palad, hindi lang pala ako ang nakaranas ng ganong kagipitan habang nagtetest *hinga ng malalim*

kasama ng mga kaliga kong maaaga matapos sa exam, para kaming mga correspondents na nag-iinterview ng mga taong galing sa sinehan pag may lumabas na sa exam room. Eto namang mga galing sa exam room e mga likas ding mga gago. Sasagot sila ng "wooohoohoho! ang ganda! ang sarap ulit-ulitin!" o kaya "bagay na bagay sila angel at piolo forever!" o kung di naman e yung "number 1!, number 1!, number1!"
At pagkatapos ng lahat lahat ng paghihirap na yon...sa wakas.. paskuhan na mamaya!
Sa pagitan ng mga oras na yon, nagpicturan lang kami na parang nakawala sa tunay na pressure ng pag-aral, sa iba't ibang parte ng katawan ng tao sa anaphy, sa pasirku-sirkong aromatic hydrocarbons ng chem at sa mga mala-litanaya sa habang mga babasahin sa english.
sa wakas!

*kumain sa UST mcdo, nagpunta sa condo nila gel. natulog don ng isang oras. naligo. nagbihis. nagpicturan na naman. naghatid ng gamit sa bahay ng lola ni lady. at paskuhan all the way.*

Nagtangka pa kaming magsimba ni lady pero tapos na pala yung misa. maya maya pa e may komosyon nang nagaganap sa labas habang kmi'y nagninilay-nilay sa simbahan. Inumpisahan na pala yun fireworks display! Wala nang tatalo dun. Daig na daig niya yung mala-biyernes santong lantern parade ng UP. At syempre wala nang mas gaganda pa sa walang kaparis na UST main building. Very breath-taking, ika nga nila sa ingles. Nabibihisan pa siya ng madaming makukulay na ilaw na nakakakiliti sa mata :)

Hindi na kami halos magkatagpo-tagpo ng mga kaklase ko sa sobrang hirap mag-send ng messages. Pati mga kaklase ko noong highschool hindi ko na-meet... naiwan ko kasi yung cellphone at soooobrang kapal ng tao.

maya maya lang ay hahanapin na namin ni lady ang mga taong magpapahappy ng Paskuhan night namin:) --crush!

Naku, buti pa 'tong si lady, ilang beses niyang nakita yung crush niya:)) kaya lang hindi siya makalapit gawa ng hiya.
Ako naman, hindi ko kasi sigurado kung pupunta siya kaya.....wala lang.
Buti na lang sinabi ni Jillian na "oy, i saw your one and only!!!".
Biglang tuwa naman ang lola niyo. "oh?! saan!!" ~para namang may magagawa pa ako noh?! :))
"oo! nakabrown tas may fuschia na backpack!!" sabi ni jill.

fuschia na bag... ?! waw.
si kyle.
kyle.
Kyle!!!
Sa kahulihuliang pagkakataon ba naman ngayong 2008 hindi ka pa magpapakita sa kin?! :(
Kahit ilang dasal pa yung binulong ko sa cross ng main building e hindi ko talaga siya nakita nung gabing yon.

baka nagdota na :)

so ano pang aasahan nyo? e di lungkot-kuno naman ako. Until may mga street magician na nagpahappy samin :)) actually kasalanan ni abby yon :D pero okay lang.. kasi hindi na talaga kami masaya non sa sobrang dami ng tao eh :))

bago umuwi.. may in-house band pang nagpeperform sa grandstand.. may isa pa nga sabi "para sa mga malungkot.. para sa mga hinid masaya ngayong gabi.." sabay hiyawan yung mga hopeless romantic thomasians :)) sabay tugtog ng Nobela ng Join the Club.
Kami naman, nagpakamodel na lang sa pagpapapicture sa ilalim ng giant christmas tree :))
Sabay uwian na.

Habang nasa fx.. may kasabay pala akong thomasian.. may kausap sa phone sabay sabi ng "bamboo na?!" bamboo nga pala yung guest band for this year's paskuhan.
anyway, hindi ko na talaga sinadyang abutan.. late na eh.

Pagpasok ko sa loob ng subdivision, hahahahah... nagpapalit na ako ng nursing uniform sa daan habang naglalakad. Pinatungan ko na lang yung suot kong damit para mabilis. naglalakad ako na naka nursing uniform pero naka doll shoes na pink. kaya bago kumatok sa pinto.. nagpalit pa ako ng sapatos.. :))
hahaha!!

So that was my first paskuhan. kulang pa yan.. kaya lang feeling ko ang corny corny na ng mga sinusulat ko eh.
hahah!

next time na lang ako babawi sa sarili ko :)

I mean, next year :)

God Bless us all!

Celebrating Christmas the Thomasian way : Paskuhan '08

2008-12-26T04:01:00.000-08:00

Allow me to share my first Paskuhan (December 19, 2008) experience in my beloved University Of Santo Tomas.

i guess its more appropriate to share the experience with these images since a picture speaks a thousand words :)

Indeed, the night was fabulous. Beautiful lights tickled my tired eyes, waking me up to witness more events to come. It's somewhat untimely that the Paskuhan celebratin shared the same date with our Monthly examinations but it was nice all the same...that we had a reason to 'relax' after the series of tests. :)

Fast Fats this Christmas :)

2008-12-25T04:32:00.000-08:00

So if you're planning to 'overload' your belt this Christmas season, think again (As the seasonal reminder goes):

from: Tips for a Fat Free Christmas by Adrian Anderson Rabino , The Varsitarian
Assoc. Professor Zenaida Velasco of the College of Education share some tips to stay healthy during the holidays:
1. Sit farthest from the table and get smaller plates (the appetizer plate, for instance) to help you avoid getting too much foo. Eating with a fork and knife means eating less. ~nice defense mechanism :))

2. Drink a glass of water or other low-calorie beverages before eating, as this lessens appetite. Limit consumption of alcohol. ~de-appetizer! :)

3.Start with healthy salads and slow down on cream dressings. Switch to french dressing (vinegar-based). Get plenty of veggies, especially the dark greens, deep yellow and orange.
4.Eat (take note!) S-L-O-W-L-Y and chew every morsel of food. Fact: It takes 20 minutes for the brain to realize that you're no longer hungry (meaning more chances of over-eating!)
Remember this: "10 minutes on the lips, 10 years on the hips!"
5.For the main course, aim for lean meat and trim the fat. Choose white meat (chicken, fish, shellfish) over red meat. The method of cooking also matters-baked, grilled, roasted, and broiled food have less calories. AND!! go easy on gravy.

6. End the meal with a fresh fruit dessert rich in fiber and phytochemicals. For simple pleasures, dig in for a slice of cake and on small scoop of ice cream.

It's nice to take part on the feasty offering of the season yet it would be better to take it easy in terms of our diet, may we be young or old. It would be better to abstain for a couple of fats this season than to suffer the consequences the whole year round :)

*a safety reminder from Maiko Baysa! :)

nyahahhah!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

CHARTED: Nursing Week '08 (Nov 17-21, 2008)

2008-11-30T21:55:00.000-08:00

during the parade :)
The best time to get relieved and unwind under your wildest mood without the conscience of acting favorably as a nurse would most likely fall under the Nursing Week celebration.
As a nursing frosh, i had no concrete idea on how the people of UST-College of Nursing celebrate. Or how could the workaholic people of this college ever manage to put up some fun during "our" week. In fact, the college week has been reduced into days, so to say, Nursing Days.

So the college week was this : college shirts

Monday: I need not to worry hurrying on a lab activity but I needed to come to school early because the Elizabeth Procession starts at 7am. But if there's one good thing I have to smile about that morning is that I saw someone.. significant? ~yes.
The route would start at the building, of course, then to St. Raymond's Building to the student center (Tan Yan Kee), to the UST-HS building down to the UST fields then to Beatoc Angelico Building to the Arch of the Centuries to the Sports Complex the Carpark then back to St. Martin de Porres' Building.
whooh!
Ooop, I forgot. Before we finally go back to our building, we celebrated a Holy Mass at the Santissimo Rosario Parish with our College Regent, Rev. Fr. Julius Paul Factora as the celebrant. Okay, so now we go back to our building. Right after resting ourselves in the Laboratory rooms on the 6th floor, we were called by our class president to go down the first floor and go to the Nursing Auditorium to watch the Elizabethoscopy. By the way, St. Elizabeth of Hungary is the Patron Saint of Nurses. After finishing the Elizabethoscopy, we had an early lunch break. I cant recall exactly what we did after the film showing but, ugh, after that I am pretty certain that we had classes. Luckily, not all teachers made it to class. Maybe they went somewhere or thought this might be a good excuse to rest themselves for a while.
Then, I guess I became too tired to go elsewhere, I wasn't able to watch the NDT (Nursing Dance troupe) Concert. Much as I wanted to, there's no one in the class I know who would go so I opted not to watch all the same. So that's day one.

Tuesday: This day is no less than a free day for all of us freshmen. The Higher years were so busy they almost blocked every hallway in the building (Especially the NCBS staffers). On the other hand, the Sophies are about to have the most wonderful event in their Nursing life, The Capping Ceremonies. I saw nice lamps with the label "Class of 2011" ~aww.. how I wish WE were the class of 2011 --that's the Quadricentennial year of UST!
Anyway, the morning was nothing more than spending the day frozen inside the classroom or lay motionless on a chair and think or do nothing at all.
During the afternoon, we spent four hours growing problematic on how to draw a couple of epithelial tissues, connective tissues, muscular and nervous tissues and the likes inside the AnaPhysio Lab. Peep at the microscope, scribble on a scratch paper, transfer it to the Lab Manual then color them. That's it!
And, what spiced my completely infuriating afternoon inside the AnaPhysio Lab was when section 1-11 dropped in. In other words, we shared classrooms. Maybe they were called by our Class Instructor (that might be their class instructor as well) to come over the room so they wont be left behind the schedule for the lessons. And what to expect? ~him, of course. :)
Of course, every friend of mine was busy doing their tasks at the same time busy bugging me about him and so on. That was the closest encounter so far :)

Wednesday: This is a Hi! Yellow! day. The students and Faculty members are supposed to be in yellow and yet, I came to school in Uniform :| I neede to comply with the Extemporaneous speech contest (that I flunked) and even failed to join the Dodge Ball game that I even payed for! The games would be the start of the UST-Nursing Cup 2008 and our team is.. Gray Phoenix?! cant remember.
So as the contest finished, the radio drama followed. And after finishing the whole program, I finally changed to yellow and went to the Kapatiran with AC. That was a looooong walk!
The next few hours, I, Ma-anne, AC and Patrick decided to watch the official entry of this year's Nursinemax which was entitled Ang Pinakagwapong Nurse. The film was great! of course! Another great success to follow last year's Anino (2007's Nursinemax entry).
And the rest of the day was spent bugging people in our Jail booth. The booth was managed by none other than 1-12. No other section did, except during the morning of course.
Finally, the Search for Mr. and Ms. Ideal Thomasian Nursing Personality (did I get it right?!) that started at 6pm. That was a long event to finish and I needed to go home soon so I wasnt able to finish the Pageant night. Anyway, I know I would receive news from the people whoever won the contest. :)
courtesy of Mac
Thursday: Now this would be a Be clean, wear Green! day. The day is supposed to get started at 8:00am but failed to. :| For some reasons I know not of. Well it was supposed to be the Faculty Play to start at 8:00. Yet it had been moved to 10:00am and so on and so on. Since yesterday, nothing started on time.
However, the long wait was worth it. I enjoyed the performance of sir gian the most (Jollibee!). Oh! by the way, Jollibee was co-star in the play! he revived sir gian to life! ahahahah!! and our last sem adviser, Ma'am Sel was the wicked green witch (~ahahahaha!!!).
Then we supported Jv on the Quiz Bee. Each group was composed of a frosh, a sophie, a junior and a senior together witha one faculty member. Jv's team didn't made it but at least they werent last.
There was paintball and amazing race too :))
Then the day ended, almost, with the Proper Body Mechanics that happened in the Plaza Mayor. All the students was there, plus the faculty members. Though we looked kinda stupid in front of all the colleges watching, errr.. IT'S FINE! we made a record anyway! :))
Then, we had dinner somewhere in P.Noval with Kristia, Bong, Sid and Mark and went back to the Nursing Audi to watch The Open Mic where Daryl and Nicco would perform. Well, I say they were the best among all the freshies! see! I swear!
But I needed to go home early so after their performance, I bid them goodbye :)

Friday: its Get Loud! Be Proud! College Shirt! day. The day was started with the most solemn parade you could ever see in your entire life! That sounded more of a prayer ralle to me than a "parade".
After the tiring yet solemn walk, we went back the building to the wowowii room where they played several virtual games. ~funny :)!~ Then, the TPN or Todo Pakain sa Nursing where there was overflowing of food and stuffs! whoooohooo! Then we went to the third floor to relax ourselves and found the rest of the class inside our former jail booth. The view of the Live bands at the Dean's garden from up the third floor is great. I even threw a peso in their collecting shade :) Then, the variety show that starrred the faculty once again. ahahah!
Then the Nurses Night Live.. that kinda bored me so I went home by that time :) Sorry guys, I didn'nt enjoyed that part :)
with Mrs Famorca :)
Anyway, so that is how my first (and hopefully not the last!) Nursing week celebration in The UST-College of Nursing :)
:D

The day Parañaque sank :-o

2008-11-13T03:19:00.000-08:00

wuhooooaaah!! men!

Last November 11 was probably, undeniably Terrible! I know my story would sound a little exaggerated but, man, it was really hateful to experience such.
The experience was really terrifying aside from school (nothing terrifies me more than school, of course.)

So I went home following my ordinary route. The usual 2-hour travel from school to home. From UST, I would ride a jeepney to the train station and take another jeepney trip and a tricycle plus a little walk to our house. The second jeepney ride is always the most time consuming, and the longest trip among all those rides. It always takes me 30 minutes to sit inside the jeepney and inhale every carbon monoxide around.

But that evening of november 11 delayed everything in my plans. I was supposed to study soon as I reached home. So the horror started soon as I came to the final station of the train to ride my second jeepney trip. It's already 4:30 and it's raining. 4:30 is already a good hour for me. This would mean that I could go home early. But to my surprise--no jeepneys. Not even one. The weather added more of the frustration that I felt plus the want of going home.

So I paused for a while and started looking for my coin purse (which contained exactly how much I would need to reach home) and found out that its nowhere in my bag. Fortunately, I saw my high school classmate, Danise. Men! I was really embarrassed to ask her to spare me some peso! This had been the only time we met after the graduation!

After some chat, we decided to walk and look for an alternative route. On the way, I asked her my favor (with blood rushing in my face because of embarrasment). We waited for a very very long, vein-killing hour. No jeepney of our route came.

Then, finally... waaah! after so much frustration, despair and exhaustion, we decided to walk until we finally saw a jeepney. Damn it. all the jeepneys were full. Some who barely had some passengers took their sign boards away. That made me startled, asking "what's wrong with these people?? bakit walang jeep na dumadaan?!".

To cut the story short, Danise reached home through walking. Thanks to our pretty feet! (they became terribly ugly after the long walk. It ached so much, I even had a small cut--ouch!). From Baclaran, Pasay to La Huerta, Parañaque that was probably almost 2 kilometers (sorry i'm not really good in figures). I called my daddy and asked him to get me from there but he only taught me to take alternative ways-- thanks dad. :|

So I took the risk, bahala na~!. Danise accompanied me upon waiting on a jeep. I already felt so abusive because of too much favors from her. We waited for a jeepney taking that alternative route in despair. All of those jeepneys are full, others had no signboards--meaning they wont take you anymore!

Then a miracle happened. A high school student was asked by a lady inside a revo where his route might be, but, I think he was shocked so he refused the offer. Then the revo stopped in front of me. Then asked me where I was heading, then the woman said they're taking the same route so I hopped in. I know you would really doubt these people but that never crossed my mind. What I really felt was 'I needed to be out of here, now". So i bid Danise goodbye and we started traveling.

From the couple who took me out of hell and got me in their car, I learned that there was a vast flood from SM city sucat to Valley 1. Gash,. that almost sank Parañaque completely! They asked me some questions and I thanked them everytime I give an answer. They dropped me exactly in front of our subdivision gates and I said "THANK YOU PO!!!! GOD BLESS!" They really were angels for me that time! God! without that couple, I might have never escaped complete devastation that was walking two more kilometers to reach home!

I wonder how the other people who travel longer than I do reached home but, Thank God I reached home. I have been praying for that couple who saved me from that! whoooh! I really felt sorry because I never gave them anything or what... I just thanked them and that's that. :S

(As I reached home. my brother told me that he too struggled to reach home because of the flood that... started in PNHS! The creek that was situated in front of our school was the culprit. It overflowed.)

Well, God will bless them so, I believe. I might have reached home earlier but, nah.. what really mattered to me was to get out from that place.

Whooooh.. Thank God :)
(... Parañaque didn't sink at all)

I never grew tired looking at your face, seriously :|

2008-11-05T04:52:00.000-08:00

Forgive me if I started doing this but, this is just for now. :) For I believe that keeping a blog is meant to share rather more intellectual views than to discuss petty issues like one's personal "affairs".

I don't know exactly how to start this entry since this is a very awkward thing to discuss. (though i kept complaining about the topic i am making, i still kept on typing :D). Well, what really made me starting up all over again is when.. well, let me tell you what happened to me today (November 5, 2008 here in the Philippines) that eventually led me to feel this way at the end of the day:

On my way to school early this morning, a girl bumped into me and, surprisingly, introduced herself. While I, absent-mindedly overwhelmed by the small reunions I had with my high school classmates lately (for the second semester already started, like starting college all over again) I talked to her as if she was my classmate long ago.

Then as the conversation progressed, she asked me if I could manage to borrow some books for her from my friend coming from the higher year (that was my schoolmate in high school) upon my mention that I know someone who's taking the same course. Soon before we parted early that morning I asked for her yahoo! messenger ID since i never used a mobile phone.

Soon as I arrived home, of course, the daily routine would follow :Open the computer, do anything. (Home works.. blah blah..) And finally, I remembered the promise to borrow books and all. So I left a comment on the person I should be borrowing books through her friendster account. Whew.. long sentences hurts! sorry...

And from her account, my eyes were caught by the primary picture (as they call it) of our friend still in high school. By the way, all year levels in our building were somewhat 'close' to each other since there are very few DOST students from our school. I saw her. . . with a friend, a friend I cannot really dub as "my" friend. . . for he is someone I have fancied for surprisingly six years. (YES! I KNOW THIS SOUNDS TROUBLE IN MY PART, but I doubt if he, or his friends, even cared to look at this blog:P).

Yes, six years. And I know, if he happened to spare a glimpse in this blog, he'd definitely feel infuriated with what I am saying. But for those people who don't have any idea of who I'm talking about, well, forgive me, I will NOT---NEVER mention his name in this entry.

So how did it happen? (my high school friends must be tired of this story, I know. I'm tired saying the story all over again, too.) So much for the side comments, I met this little boy some six years ago during a Supreme Student Government elections campaign. I ran for a place, and so did this little boy and we were on the same party. I was in Grade 6, he was Grade 5. And yes, again, I KNOW! yes, this young man is younger than I am. And I'm sure it made a lot of embarrassment but I never regret or deny it.

So, he won the place while I lost. But during the campaign period, I am unusually awed by the care of this young lad that eventually led me to admire him --but that was plain admiration, even shallower than infatuation or whatever how they call that stage. Well, that was pretty much the time when I still heal after the grueling break of my parents. After some time. I kept quiet and got back to business as usual - school (remember that I was in grade school then). However, the fact that I am seeing him everyday seemed awful. That eventually lead me to look for him even very often. Out of curiosity, or whatever the reason is. But honestly, during that time, I found him to be a seriously beautiful young guy. And as the school year progressed, I made one big mistake that broke everything between me and him -- spilling the secret to someone I really cant trust. And so, The whole grade school knew my secret. That includes the teaching faculty.

And so the nightmarish thing that happened in grade school was a deep secret when I stated high school. I know he disliked me back then, and maybe loathed me ever since he knew about the issues and everything about me and him during elementary. My first year, if we talk about personal affairs, was a quiet one. And was disturbed once more when I reached second year--he was there, as a high school freshmen. I am really scared to see him again. And, cutting the story short, as the years progressed, his friends learned my secret again. i dont know exactly how. I trust my classmates very well but, most of the boys in our class are close to him and his friends. Whoever the culprit might be, well, two words : get lost. (-->joke!) but it wasnt a greater issue in high school. It was a 'silent' issue.

Now, I am almost in the brink of finishing school. Almost finishing. And I wonder, of course (as everyone reading this would expect) whether he would spend his college years in the same university and surprise me again like he did back in high school. Honestly, I am half expecting he would. I mean, I am almost sure of what I am thinking. Why? His sister studies in the same university, and far as I know, they never go apart. But I doubt it somehow. Education is different this time. This is college, of course.

Going back to our friend's profile where I saw his picture, I looked on the profile and scanned the pictures she had. And luckily, he was there. As i looked on his still young face and features, It suddenly occured to me that I never grew tired looking at his face after all those years. After all these years of --nah! I am not sure if I still consider him as "that" how I considered him fo the past six years, though. I am currently eyeing someone from the other section! nyahahah!! (forgive me guys) But that, I am sure, wont last as long.

Oh well, we end this blog entry by saying : Gosh! I can't afford to think of something like that! Not now! maybe after afew months! After I got the greatest news on planet earth : that I passed first year and is qualified for the second year here at the UST college of Nursing. C'mon! this issue is bigger! nyahahah!!

Anyway, thanks. Have a nice day everyone!

special mention : my sistah SITAY, my cousin IVAN, my classmates RJ & MA-ANNE and all those (as if there were) people reading my blog. Thanks. I'll cover this article woth something else very soon. :))

Debut, Anyonye?

2008-10-31T05:54:00.001-07:00

How would you exactly want your debut to be celebrated?

On a cozy hotel, with all your friends and relatives dressed in gala wears, with a certain color motif or a central theme like masquerade?
On a disco, where you and your barkada can move and groove the whole night without anyone (the elders, perhaps) disturbing you?
On a beach, where you and your family can relax. where you can finally get sun-tanned in just one complete day?

With all those long sets of gowns, handsome young men taking you on a dance, 18 lovely roses, sweet music around, shining silver plates on an elegant fine dining, the limousine ride, red carpet, and the attention and anticipation of more than a hundred guests, what more can a young lady at 18 wish for?

As a child, the freakiest gimmicks on how I could ever celebrate my debut was such a quick fantasy. I always wonder about the petty things about what could probably happen when my debut comes. How many gowns will I wear? Will my cake be taller than me? How many gifts shall I receive? Who will be my last dance?

After aging a little more, my desire to have a grand debut vanishes little by little. The pressure at school became more and more unbearable and I needed to put on focus or I'll get eliminated (which all freshmen in the UST college of Nursing wouldn't want to happen)

And so the day came. (October 6, 2008) It was announced during the earlier weeks that there will be no classes on that day. Yes, I am really disappointed. I would want to celebrate that day with my classmates. And, for goodness sake, I wouldn't want to celebrate at home. They didn't know its my birthday anyway.

I still insisted to go to school even without classes. By the way, there were no classes during 6th and 7th because of faculty meetings so they advised all students to take these two days as a time to study for the final exams, October 8, 9 and 10. I went to school primarily because i needed to pay the fees due on finals. Or else, I wouldn't be able to take the test! waaa!!!

Actually, I already planned the things I needed to do for that day: go to church, pay the fees, go around UST, go to MedLib to study adn go home late. I dont take it as mishaps but, everything went out of schedule. I even planned to hide myself from my classmates. But when I decided to stay in our building, I met angee, bong, ac and rj. Yet I never told them it was my birthday.

When I finally finished setting my accounts, i found my classmates busy discussing chem matters. So I took the chance to go to Dangwa. I asked angee to look after my stuffs. I bought two dozens of white roses for 60 pesos. Cheap for a beautiful stuff, ayt? I went to the chapel to offer two flowers for St. Martin de Porres, three flowers fo Mama Mary and I went to Santissimo Rosario to give the statue f Jesus lying on a place of his own on the left side of the church to give Him 18 white roses. I kept one--the one in fullest bloom. Then I went back to my classmates. Angee saw that one white rose and said "wow, rose! who gave that? i mean, para saan?" I answered, "Later, you'll know" though I realy had no plans of telling them.

Then I decided to join them on a group study. But we went to KFC first to have lunch. This time, with daryl, bong, angee, michael and two of bong's friends. Kim followed after a while. When they took their orders downstairs, (we were at the second floor) Daryl and I were left to look after our stuffs. Then, ya know, I really cant resist. I told daryl "Alam mo.. birthday ko ngayon.." in a very childish tone. I forgot to tell her not to tell the rest. O r am I just to late to halt her when she went downstairs to buy her own order. I tried catching her but when she saw me coming down, she said "Maikoooo!!! bantayan mo yung mga gamit natin!!"

Then I thought I made another mistake. Another event out of the schedule. Michael went up first and said "bakit di nila alam?, bakit di alam mga tao?" I answered "kasi busy sila:)" with a silly smile. And when all of them finally went up, they were singing "Happy Birthday Maiko!!!" I was half happy, half embarrased. All other people were looking at me!.

They bought me a cake. We took pictures and muched the cake! hahahah! They ate the quarter of the brazo de mercedes the rest was mine! I was even begging them to help me finish it but they insisted that I do it myself. Nyahahaha! I asked them to write down their dedications on the cakebox. One of bong's friend wrote the mobile number of the other and scribbled "I'm still single!" Hahaah!! I know that's a joke but heck, I would care to have a boyfriend even if I am already 18!!

We finally went to the MedLib and met Allen seriously taking his daily dose of chemistry. It started raining soon. And it would totally make you feel gloomy to look outside. Kim even said "ay, umuulan.. Maiko, ang lungkot naman ng birthday mo.." I just smiled. It doesn't offended me anyway. We (kim and I) went outside to chat about stuffs and after that, I decide to go home and start studying.

Soon as I got home, I found them (daddy, my brothers, my grandma, my aunt and my uncle) sitting on the dining area and as I passed, my daddy said "o kain na tayo" and he took the ice cream and the cake out of the fridge. He cooked pancit (long life!)~yummy! and bought lots and lots (or gallons and gallons) of ice cream. Of course I am surprised! I thought they never knew.

Part from the off sked happenings, I also forgot to blow a candle at 7:30pm (the exact time I was born) so I did blew one at 9pm. I prayed the rosary once more. And so the ordinary rainy day ended.

Soon as I went back to school, there were greetings. Yes, I should admit, that I am greatly disappointed. I am half anticipating something from my classmates but, I understand. It was our finals week and I prefer them to study than to throw me a party.

And to tell you honestly, I received only one gift. (A personalized shirt from Lady) I was supposed to receive one from May, my high school colleague, but we havent met since till now.

I remembered the mini-debut we prepared for tina. She went home with lots of gifts. and of course, Lady's debut. Yes, I did anticipated something from the best group of people I have ever been with (BSN 1-12) but being the best, I guess their presence is more than enough. Aging is not measured by being a grand-debutant in a prestigious way anyway. Its in the maturity you gain as you face new challenges. At least I should not expect! That's the secret!

God Bless all debutants this year! :)

Alexei Cherepanov : A hero on ice

2008-10-30T03:03:00.000-07:00

In a land of full summer and no winter, little would be expected from the people to know about ice hockey and its young heroes in the making.
(And even more disappointing is that we came to know these young people until a tragedy struck that would eventually lead me to meet one)

The morn of October 14 is nothing but an ordinary thing as I open my computer like I do everyday since our semestral break started. As the page loaded to Yahoo, a news streamed with the headline "NHL prospect dies..." with an image of a young man with the look you'd never believe to be dead. That thing, for me, seemed unbelievable and eventually made me skip the page for hours.

However, every time I cross the page, I am stunned by this young man who looked astonishingly similar to the guy I've been looking at from the other section (forgive me, :) I know this sounds funny). So I decided to click on the link and, upon reading, confirmed that this young ice hockey player died recently at the very age of 19.

Alexei Cherepanov
"and I will have to once again prove who I am and what I am worth.."

Alexei Andreyevich Cherepanov of the Kontinental Hockey League (KHL) was born on January 15, 1989 in Barnaul, RSFSR, Russia. He became a professional ice hockey winger at age 17 and last played for the team Avangard Omsk.

On the course of his playing career, Alexaei Cherepanov had scored more points than now National Hockey League (NHL) players Evgeni Malkin, Alexander Ovechkin and Ilya Kovalchuck did at the age of 17 --indeed, he must have been a very promising player. With 17 goals, he surpassed the Russian League Rookie Goal (record scores by Paul Bure) During an international game ( game 2), On August 29, 2007, after a collision with Canadian foreward Brandon Sutter, he suffered from concussion and was suggested to be out of the remainder of the 8-game series. During his absence, team Russia was winless for the remainder of the series. He led Russia to bag a gold medal at the 2008 World Junior Championships and had 3 points on the 4-2 victory over the United States.

He died on October 13, 2008 after collapsing on the bench during a KHL game of his club Avangard Omsk against Vityaz Chekhov in Chekhov. This happened after he shifted for his team mate Jaromir Jagr. The Media noted investigations of negligence among the responding paramedics and is currently raising issues regarding the maintainance of medical groups during games.

(informations gathered from www.wikipedia.com)

I tried surfing and surfing the net for hours to search for informations aside from his playing career. My head keeps asking "Who might be Alexei Cherepanov as a young man? How did he spent his childhood? Who might be his parents? Does he have siblings? What school did he attended?... or Who is Alexei Cherepanov as a friend?"

Up to the time I placed this entry, I never stopped searching for things that would let me know who Alexei Cherepanov was. I may sound so obsessed about him yet I really can't explain why I became so driven to know the person of this late ice hockey star.

(taken from www.coveredinoil.blogspot.com)
Alexei Cherepanov's last blog entry :(

It's somehow touching, especially as a final freeze frame of youthful preoccupations (chocolate bars, getting used to wearing suits) and the typical inanities that we expect from a hockey player's official blog. Nothing big or insightful, just a kid excited about the career ahead of him, which of course, he'll never have:

"Hello, Avangard fans! My name is Alexei Cherepanov. Today I'll begin keeping my blog. In it I'll answer your questions and talk with you. Right away I want to say thanks to everyone who supports us. The arena is always full, and that really helps us play! I hope we'll achieve a lot together this season!

Right now we've got three games on the road. This will be our first road trip under [new Avangard coach Wayne] Fleming's leadership. When he came to the team, he said: 'We're on a new course now. Let's all give it everything we've got and go forward together.' Fleming's practices are shorter but more intensive. We're giving special attention to our game on defence. Training for away games still goes as usual.

They told us recently to arrive at games in business suits. This was done on the initiative of the 'Council of Four,' as they called it in the press. It was made up of Sasha Svitov, Dima Ryabykin, Jagr and Anton Kuryanov. They had a talk with the coach and this decision was reached. This form of clothing provides discipline. I know that some of the guys had to buy suits. I didn't have this problem -- there are two suits hanging in my closet already, since the draft. So I only had to buy an overcoat.

An important thing has happened this season -- Jagr arrived. I generally think of him as my fourth coach. He always gives me advice if something's not working out. Often we'll stay after practice and work on our shots. With the other guys, too, he's always ready to come help out. Everyone can see that he really lives for the team's game and wants to be a champion.

The atmosphere on our team is amazing! The guys all encourage each other. By the way, I've made a little bet with Vitya Alexandrov. We've bet a chocolate bar that I'll be the best player at the upcoming junior championships. He doubts it. All right, then, we'll see which of us has the chocolate after the championships. So everything's fine with me. And I hope my point streak lasts. I'll devote all my efforts to this!

That's all for now. We'll catch up after the trip. Till next time!"

My friend's debut :)

2008-10-30T05:18:00.000-07:00

"I'm not a girl anymore...
Definitely not yet a woman..
But now, I'm a real LADY"

Thus said Lady Clarisse Bumanlag, my colleague, comrade and college partner-in-crime as she celebrated her 18th birthday at the PhilamLife Village Clubhouse last October 26, 2008.
The 'lady' entered in Black and White Vintage gown as she glided her way to the astonished crowd soon as she took the center seat upon her arrival with her family.
The party was partly planned by her high school friends and was even hosted by two of them. Though few from our section arrived, I could say that the night was all in the light of the same friend we share --of course, the debutant, Lady Clarisse.

I almost got the problem on how I could manage to escape or create an alibi because, for sure, my parents would simply say "no" if I directly say "it's my friend's debut :)"
So after saying "may program sa school! hindi pwedeng wala ako don! baka ma-minus-an ako!" my daddy finally gave me the permission to go out the noon of Obtober 26 only to meet one of my classmates (Jill :D) in SM southmall.
Bong, Daryl, Ma-anne, ME!, and Jill :)

Upon our arrival, Jill and I were surprised to know that our classmates from Quezon, Manila and Pasig came earlier. hahaha! Soon as we finished changing oour casuals to gowns, her visitors from her high school started to come in. Not later than the arrival of her high school friends, her relatives arrived.

Soon, the program started. I was one of the participants for the 18 epistles (candles! :P) with ma-anne and gel while tina participated on the 18 emblems. After such, the much awaited 18 captivating flowers (18 roses!). Honestly, I was expecting for 'her' Fred to come. But early on, I wasn't able to see him yet the debutant was so busy to entertain such questions so I conclude that maybe he didn't really made it today. But, to my surprise, the debutant already took her seat as someone took the emcee's attention for the very last dance. And so there was her Fred. :)

During the dance, there were simple cheers for the couple from her high school friends. I wasn't able to do so for I was laughing hard with the sight of the debutant. Maybe she was trying to shut her friends up for her relatives was there, I thought.

The whole event was heartfelt for her. There were a clad of emotions after the messages from her relatives were given. But the whole event, as a guest, was fabulous. :)
Actually, this is the first debut I attended. I never had my own debut (neither would I care to have it) so I had no concrete idea on how it actually happens. All i know is that you have to have 18 roses while dancing :))

Anyway, to the debutant, WELCOME TO THE LEGAL WORLD! :))

That whole Freshmen thing (first sem)

2008-10-28T04:22:00.001-07:00

At the Med Bldg. (St.Martin de Porres Bldg)

UST grandstand

If you'd ask the numerous freshmen of the University of Santo Tomas -College of Nursing this year on how they feel about being in this college, I say majority would answer "mahirap na masaya".

Mahirap -primarily because all of us gets the pressure of gaining a high grade and maintaining an average of 2.00 in order to be retained in the college.
And Chemistry (or chem, as fondly called by the students), as the leading source o failures, headaches and worries, never fail to keep the students panic-stricken. As this year's Nursing Central Board of Nursing (NCBS) President Ms. Kat Apostol once quoted during the last Linggo ng Wika celebration, "Hindi kayo naging freshmen sa UST-College of Nursing kung hindi kayo dumaan sa dalawang bagay, --Ang Chemistry (which gained cheers and applause from the freshies upon the mention) at ang Sabayang Pagbigkas."

Masaya -this thing is partly unexplainable. Maybe because of the sheer excitement bought by the new environmrnt, new people to meet and new scholastic challenges, of course. Or maybe its plainly because of the warmth of the new environment. Everyone seem to welcome you in a very affirmative and assuring way, making you feel that you need not to worry about being out of place because they care.

at the UST Grandstand

with BSN 1-12

I am one of the many UST-nursing freshmen who share millions of the similar thoughts about what we experienced upon entering this whole new thing. I, for one, say that it made me feel bothered at first to. I am thinking of the 'socialites' that would most likely make me feel out of place or would make me feel the pressure or need to be one in order to fit in.

But the people, especially my classmates, in the UST-College of Nursing proved me wrong when I started to discover the person in them. It is really hilarious to to meet rich but extremely humble people. Simply great.

Jumpshot

Honestly, their company makes me forget my worries! There were so many times that I thought the day would end up wasted. But when I sat with them, the disappointments easily flushes away. And they give you more of the encouragement you needed when you feel like giving the course up.

If, by the end of the year, I fail to make it through, I'd be proud enough to leave and keep whatever UST gave me, especially my friends.

but if I passed, (which I'd really prefer!) I would want to have more of my current classmates' company :) We all know that we'd be resectioned in our second year.

To UST-BSN 1-12 '08-'09, Kudos! :)

What's in the name?!

2008-10-28T05:53:00.000-07:00

My first entry in Filipino :)
This is from my Salvation History -Our project for Theology.
Date Submitted: October 2, 2oo8, Thursday

Oo na!~

Kahit siguro sinong tanungin mo, aminin man niya o hindi, alam kong "ang wierd naman ng pangalan nitong batang 'to .." ang un aniyang sasabihin.

ampf!

Ako nga pala si Maiko Kaye Baysa at hulaan mo kung babae o lalaki ako!

Siguro nung natuto ako makipag-socialize, pinagdusahan ko na yung mga wrong spelling, wrong pronounciation, wrong mistake! at lahat na ng 'wrong' sa pangalan ko!
Andyan yung : maika, myco, mhyco, mayca, meiko, pati michael! (naalala ko dati sabi nung kaibigan ng mommy ko "hija, you're too pretty to be named michael!"-inay ko po! Maiko nga eh!)

May bonus pa!
Lahat naman siguro tayo dumaan sa pagkabata. And I'm sure, lahat tayo hindi naka-iwas sa tuksuhan , di bah?! Nahulaan niyo na siguro kung ano ang ibig kong sabihin :)

Well, hindi talaga ako nakaligtas sa panunukso gamit yang pangalan ko na yan. Andyan yung : maikolangot, maikoliti, maikomang, may kokey at lahat na ng "may ko" na salita.

Graaaaaaar!

Ngayon mo itanong sakin kung saan napulot ng hanep sa gimmick kong mga magulang yung pangalan ko. (pampalakas ng loob pag naiiyak na ako sa mag tukso nila)

Eherrm.. Eherrm... (roll the video!)

Some 25 years ago, noong si daddy ay nag-aaral pa lamang sa Philipine College of Criminology (sa ilalim ng pamamahala ng Unibersidad ng Pilipinas), na-assign siya as scout commander sa Manila Hotel for, I guess, two months. Tapos, he became friends with one of the japanese diplomat na tumuloy sa hotel nung mga panahon na yun..... And that diplomat had a daughter, his only child. Sus! Obvious naman siguro kung anong pangalan niya di bah?! MAIKO :)

At kahit paano, natutuwa ako dahil sabi ni daddy, maganda daw si maiko.... dalagang haponesa! Tapos sabi niya sa sarili niya: "waw! Ipapangalan ko yun sa magiging anak ko..." (with flying colors habang sinasabi niya yon)

Yan, pagdating 'don, siguro titigil na ako sa pag-eemote. Nga pala, kung meron man akong gustong sabihin kay maiko...
una, buti na lang maganda ka at
pangalawa, sana hindi ka na nagpakita kay daddy!! Hmpf!
~peace~

okay, okay, hindi pa tapos yan. Eto naman ang gimmick ni mommy: may colleague si daddy na may anak na babae. By that time, si mommy ay six months pregnant . At ang magandang balita: wala pa akong pangalan. (hinid naman kasi sinasabi ni daddy na meron na siyang naisip na pangalan! Sana kahit paano naremedyohan naman yung pangalan ko!)

Obviously, Kaye ang pangalan ng bruhildang pacute ng pacute kay mommy. Bentang benta naman kay mommy yung pagpapacuute na ginagawa ni kaye.

Sabi ni mommy, sobrang bibo daw nung batang yun, matalino pa. So ayun, alam niyo na kung ano yung naiisip ni mommy.

Pag kinukwento ito sakin kahit pano natutuwa na ako. At kung meron rin akong gustong sabihin kay kaye:
una, buti na lang cute at matalino ka at
pangalawa, sana sa ibang nanay ka na lang nagpacute! ampf!
~peace ulit~

So eto na.. umabot na pala ko sa emergency room at wala pa rin silang napag-uusapang pangalan ko! Ayan tuloy.. nag-away pa sila kung alin sa Maiko at Kaye yung isusulat. Well, sorry si mommy nasa ER na siya kaya itong si daddy.. pinauna na yung maiko tapos isunod na lang daw yung kaye (second name)

October 6, 1990
7:30 pm
Sa Sampaloc, Manila
whaaaphak!!!!

MAIKO KAYE U.BAYSA

~the end~

The nightmare called First Sem

2008-10-28T04:14:00.000-07:00

Written October 12, 2008 and has been posted in my multiply account maikobaysa.multiply.com after the first semester :)

So the nightmare called First Sem is over.

Damn.

I still wake up in the morning with a heavy heart worrying about what would happen today. Worrying whether the exams would get into me once more, would break my day as if i made the biggest mistake in my life ever.

I really don't understand why i don't get the grade i deserve (i believe i really do) when i study ’til late at night like the class achievers do...those who get really good grades all around. I do make sure i understand the things i ought to know.

But what adds to my depression is that the things i prepared for never came during exams.

And one thing more, I really don't get why I always fail to understand the lessons when they all seem familiar to me.

Honestly, everything I’m taking now for college really insults me.

It makes me feel stupid.

They excel, i don't.

as if i really don't belong.

if you are to ask me, i say i really don't.

its not my choice in the first place.

and i strongly believe i do great and i do excel in another way.

not here.

not in nursing.

take me somewhere and i really do believe i would surpass whatever the class achievers could do in another field.

i am different.

in a negative way.

i also don't get why these people who thought they’d never end up in the same course still excel. i thought ‘they’ never liked it as well?

i keep myself in faith and in prayer but i still dont understand why i always stay under. do you think they hear me?!

i don't want to keep myself in a negative track yet i need not to fool mysef that i wouldn’t get eliminated soon. nursing sucks.

i‘m trying to hold on and study for the fact that my family pride is at stake.

fine.

in demand.

shit.

everything that made this stupid nightmare would suffer the way i do.

first sem is over.

what's next?

Scratch

2008-10-28T03:41:00.000-07:00

So the traditional pen and paper to keep a day is over. After some time of thinking, rethinking and thinking all over again, I finally decided to make my own blog.

Then, what moved me to make this blog?

After I finally resolved to look at my friend's blog (that i forgot to visit very often) and visit the other blogs cited in his last entry, I decided to share these whole blogging thing to one of my friends still in high school. Surprisingly, my friend enjoyed reading the blogs I shared and asked me if I cared making one. I never gave her a straight answer that moment for I was thinking --this whole blogging thing is cool! Unfortunately, I might fail to keep it. My schedule for the next semester is definitely not time-friendly.

The next day, I was stunned to know that this friend of mine made her own blog the very day she finished reading the previous blogs. I would want to tell her "adik ka, sitay!". But upon thinking, she might be enjoying the lot of making a blog so i was taken aback to do so. Upon reading her entries, I suggested that she can make her blog famous (hahaha!!) by sharing it to her friends. I even suggested to make it even more interesting so it would make the catch on readers, thought her works were already good ones. I told her, "You got the point of blogging which is sharing your thoughts to the readers :)" But those statements made me think --If I happen to make my own blog, would I be able to meet the real point of making one?

Then I guess the challenge starts there. Make one, and see if I could really meet it.
Regarding the biggest intervention intervention that instills the doubt iun me to keep a blog -time- I guess i would just gain better things instead of reaping nothing, right? I might even learn better time management.

So that's that!

For the people who cared spared their time looking at this blog, my warmest thanks. If you enjoyed my entries, thanks again. If you did not enjoyed my blog, Please, do not bother to go further and look for more mistakes. Just go away :)

Warning: I'm an amateur blogger

To everyone, have a nice day! :)