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14 January 2009 @ 02:27 pm
Franz said this morning that my writeup should have been a list of my quotable quotes instead of someone else praising me or whatever. I don't remember all of them, but here are a few to start:

"Christ is Jesus' last name."

Teacher: "Ano ba ang ibig sabihin ng bangkero?" Me: "Bank-teller?"

"Sir, magkano po grade namin?"

And just today: "How can you help somebody who is helpless?"


Anyone else have something to contribute? I'm hoping it's enough for an Atenean tourist attraction, you know. Represent and all that.
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14 December 2008 @ 09:34 pm
(I went out today. I was hoping my parents would call me so I could tell them I didn't know where I was because I got drunk the other night and passed out and just woke up but my stomach's all sewn up and AAHHH SOMEONE TOOK MY KIDNEY!! -- but they didn't, so too bad for them.)

also, here's another thing to add to my wishlist: when I was a kid my uncle would drive me through Makati during Christmas season so I could gawk at all the tall buildings with pretty yuletide decorations. I would like a repeat of that, please. I also want someone to take me to Tagaytay on December 14 (next year)because this is the day of the many shooting stars and I've never been to Tagaytay before.

I met a girl who is the spitting image of my blockmate and she's two years younger than me but I'm the one being treated like the little sister, so.

maybe I should be more of a Yes woman now. heehee. I need to get out more, I'm graduating dude, I need to meet more people! :)


(drumline was freaking ace.)
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13 December 2008 @ 10:30 pm
For my Christmas wishlist, I want someone to take me to Mister Kabab.
(Is anyone serving ox brain in Cebu?)
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12 December 2008 @ 12:38 pm
Seeing the snowman standing all alone
In dusk and cold is more than he can bear.
The small boy weeps to hear the wind prepare
A night of gnashings and enormous moan.
His tearful sight can hardly reach to where
The pale-faced figure with bitumen eyes
Returns him such a God-forsaken stare
As outcast Adam gave to paradise.

The man of snow is, nonetheless, content,
Having no wish to go inside and die.
Still, he is moved to see the youngster cry.
Though frozen water is his element,
He melts enough to drop from one soft eye
A trickle of the purest rain, a tear
For the child at the bright pane surrounded by
Such warmth, such light, such love, and so much fear.

Richard Wilbur
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11 December 2008 @ 10:23 pm
As self-absorbed as Julia Allison is notorious for being, reading the posts about the one that got away (or rather, the one she let go of) warmed the icicles in my heart a little. I'm rooting for her now because there's nothing like the common need to be loved to establish solidarity among your fellow human beings. (She let go of a really good guy). She is my favorite feminist, go-getter, self-promoting, the-world-is-my-oyster, type of blogger.
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08 December 2008 @ 05:19 pm
I started an internship at the beginning of last week and met with a really enthusiastic entrepreneur-expat who treated us to breakfast. Four days later I struggled to find the right words to say so I could get myself out of SEO-sweatshop hell. Weekly quota: 30 articles on plastic surgery until the boss says so, equivalent to 25Php an article. Dude, ikr. While I was throwing in the towel they tried to negotiate with me that I only had to show up those two days a week, write six articles a day, and still get paid 3000 a month. Life's too short, so I declined anyway. I'm a senior; I should be living it up, short of getting completely wasted.

It was an easy and sensible thing to say no to right, but it got me thinking about everything else I said no to the past four years of my life, and those other things that didn't even get a chance. I mean we're so quick to flee at every sign of discomfort nowadays, you know. I wondered if I was still capable of commitment and if I was still capable of working till my back broke for the things I did say yes to. I'd like to think so, because what I consider sacrifices now were given in the past without a second thought. Jesus did say a seed ought to die before it can begin to grow. But I also realized back then I was becoming a person I didn't like -- what was I growing into? On what soil was I sown? And then I had to walk away from everything I've worked/sacrificed for -- an episode not without drama (which was to be expected). Or perhaps, now I've learned to take a step back and stop with the careerism and overcommitment.
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08 December 2008 @ 04:47 pm
I find it really annoying when people add me up in YM, and when I drop a line to say hello they ask who the hell is messaging them.
I also find it pointless when people add me up on Facebook and then just cock their eyebrows when I say hi to them on the street because they have no idea who I am.

What was your point again? It's not like I added you first. arghq342

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06 December 2008 @ 12:53 pm
1. Creative Writing. Communication was actually my second choice because I couldn't decide between the two. When I got in, I sent a letter to Fr. Nemy to change my course to Comm a couple of months before I started college; I guess I'm very lucky to have been obliged because requests by other students to have their courses changed have been rejected. I'm really meant to be a Comm major -- there were times when core subjects in freshman year got me down but getting into media studies has been my saving grace. Plus some of my LJ friends would know I never would've hacked it in that course. And I haven't been writing creatively all that much anyway. To think, in high school I fantasized about getting into the Dumaguete writer's workshop and having my work printed on Heights. I've put those dreams to rest now.

2. MIS. I'm a computer geek. When I was in third grade and the internet was more commonly found in dial-up connections, I once racked up a bill of 20,000Php -- my lack of self-control forced my parents to disconnect, and we've only had our DSL up a couple of years ago. I don't know how many computers I had my dad send back to the shop for repairs because of something I did to the registry, and I spent my many free hours making websites out of notepad, and acquainting myself with javascript. I can't hack the math either so here I am. And now user experience design has become way more sophisticated and droolworthy, and languages like AJAX (which I don't think is technically a language) and PHP daunt me. I'm not into the whole backend coding thing but I'm into social media marketing a lot. SEO can be useful, but only up to a point -- and even then, it's just all noise. 

3. Architecture/Interior Design. This remains to be a big interest until today, I spend a lot of my free time just looking at blog posts on new/interesting houses. I have neither the talent nor math skills requisite of architects, and I didn't think you actually needed to graduate with a major from interior design in order to become one. I also am not fond of particulars, so maybe I'm more of the backseat kind of architect. Haha. I do hope to get involved in this someday (think Brad Pitt) in the area of low-cost/ prefab/sustainable housing, but I don't know how feasible that'd be. (Addendum: Bayani Fernando just revealed plans to offer low-cost housing with each home costing 1000$ each -- can't it go for cheaper, and -- why don't they just make it like flat/apartment-style housing so they can share walls and save money? Even better -- let the community share the labor like how in some communities, the parents build the schools brick by brick because the government can't be bothered to do anything for the future of this country.)
That said, I am disappointed with one of the more prominent schools for architecture in this country (ostensibly). Architecture students there don't know what the word "sustainable" is (meaning it's never been an agenda for the school to pursue environmentally-friendly methods), there is not much desire/initiative to preserve organic Filipino design, and any unconventional designs (but spatially efficient -- think Howard Roark of Ayn Rand's the Fountainhead or perhaps Frank Lloyd Wright, of whom he is a simulacrum) are laughed at -- while everyone's busy being inspired by Dubai's rapidly evolving skyline. So I hope to make tons of money so I can hold/sponsor student design contests where grades are not used to keep students sticking to the status quo. 
Also -- regarding the same school -- I hate that it's turning into a mere diploma mill because it has the monopoly on VisMin college students who can't afford to go to Manila. Come on already, it's time to grow up. 
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02 December 2008 @ 09:48 am
I wanna do this. (What did I tell you about some things I'll have to earn on my own?)
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30 November 2008 @ 08:29 pm
A friend who asked me yesterday what I wanted for Christmas made me realize I haven't received a proper Christmas/birthday gift from my family in years. I guess I never really asked for anything. The sole big-ticket item I have, my Macbook, I did ask for, but ended up paying for with my own money doing Internet-related work. So, considering this fairly luddite life I live, I guess I have everything I really need, except the intangibles, you know -- more years of happy memories with my hopefully-healthy family, for my friends to get out of whatever rut they're in (they deserve some rest from their many storms), and of course, to know God more, despite the many setbacks I've had in this pilgrim's progress.

Besides, I know the stuff I really want will take more than just a couple of Christmases' worth of gift money and therefore something I'll have to work on for myself. That said, I've been fantasizing about office spaces and the day I can afford to get my dad a really nice chair.

(I'm on an internship right now and they're asking me to do... SEO writing. Which is so draining and hopefully something that I'll never have to do again after this.)

Obviously, a senior on his/her last semester has a mind that is far and away from thinking about school.