Electoral Board

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Electoral Board 2013-2014 (photo taken after the general election) with our moderator, Sir PJ

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during the Lions Roar (031314)

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Elbow shot

One thing that I’m really grateful for is this new family that I got the chance to be a part of — our school’s electoral board. Never did I imagine being one of the members of this club, because I’m more of an academics person. Aside from our co-curricular club, JPIA and the other club that just grew on me, Rotaract, I thought that was it. But luckily, before this semester ends, I met this awesome group of people. Before, they were just mere faces I see roaming around the campus premises. Maybe they even were the ones I bumped into before and didn’t mind. People who were so busy being their awesome selves that they didn’t notice me, either. But hey, who would expect that Chui, Mark and I would be a part of this team? All thanks to Toffee, of course. I am thankful to be with them even for just a short span of time, and it makes me sad that I can no longer be one of the facilitators for the next year’s election about my being the president of Rotaract. Still, it was nice to remember being one of the ElBo.

I’m Taking Pictures in My Mind So I Can Save Them For a Rainy Day

A very late post from me.

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yay hi there, kuya gar!!

December 17th marked our first day of Christmas vacation and you might be wondering why I’m mentioning that. We had been dreading for that since school resumed after sem break. Seriously. Anyway, my friends and I arranged a slumber/Christmas party right after our last day. We agreed on staying at baby girl’s (Jan) place for a night and simply have fun. I was with a few of my favorite people in this planet for almost two days and those days I had so much fun, I must say. December 19th, that was Thursday morning we met at this mall near Jan’s place and they picked me up. We headed straight to their pad to drop our things and also to wait for Luella. Because we’re all lazy to cook something, we just decided to have our lunch at the mall. Thanks to Kuya Gar for driving us to and fro. Kuya, you’re the best! 

While still in the mall we had had this impromptu kris kringle draw lots before each one of us went for a journey to find a perfect gift. LMAO. Do I really have to use the word journey? We spent almost an hour looking for a perfect gift for the person we got to pick.  What I’m saying is confusing, I know.

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tired

After that we had gone back to the place and then organized our things that looked like a pile of garbage. I’m serious with that. We just left it there because we were in a hurry and I don’t know why. We exchanged gifts and I received books from Jan, which I will include in my next post as part of my December reads.

Luella brought a microphone and a videoke set for us to use the whole night. We even asked permission from some people if we can use it inside the condo unit, but to our dismay I think she bagged the wrong CD or what. The CD wouldn’t play and we downheartedly put it aside. Huhu. My friends and I are all frustrated singers, if you want to know.

After grieving for a few minutes about our failed singing career, if you call that a career lmao, we changed clothes so we could just swim our lungs out.

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faces of unprepared mundanes

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our cutest baby girl (Jan) hahaha she seemed a bit shy in this photo

our cutest baby girl (Jan) hahaha she seemed a bit shy in this photo

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i thought it’s a wacky shot lmao

We spent a few hours practicing our swimming skills (if we have such thing haha), talking endlessly, singing loudly and knocking one another underwater. Chicken fights never get old too. And I like riding on someone during fights. Ha! Dahl wasn’t able to sleep with us, though. She had to go home that same night. 😦 Never do I remember a time when her parent actually let her stay somewhere overnight. 😦

What else could we do? Take innumerable photos. Vanity at its worst.

The three of us watched a movie that night and it’s actually a local movie. We bought the CD from a vendor outside the chateau. AND I REGRET WATCHING IT. Basically I, or should I say we, wasted almost two hours seeing it. I feel sorry for the electricity we did consume. Hahaha. The story line is pointless and I don’t see how this mainstream cinema produced something like that.  It’s a total disaster. Don’t let me say the title. Just please.

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good morning faces

The next morning we rushed to the nearest convenience store to buy some stuff that we needed for making pancakes. We made use of everything that’s inside Jan’s kitchen cabinets. We were like four-year-old kids playing house, trying to survive on our own.

We didn’t leave until noon and the traffic was just unthinkable. The roads seemed to be in permanent gridlock and I swear I wouldn’t want to experience that ever again.

That two days reminded me of all the things I missed. Free days. Late-night sleeps. Endless talks. No alarm clocks to remind us of our hell. I mean school. Haha. I’m missing a lot.

Now that this whole Christmas vacation is about to end, I can’t help but feel sad that everything went by so fast. Ugh. And I don’t like it that once we get back, we’re again to be confined in our school with midterm exams welcoming us. Just wow.

Bye, reader! Until next time! DFTBA.

The title of this post is from Taylor Swift’s song, Stay Beautiful.

True friends are families which you can select. — Audrey Hepburn

This Life Is Sweeter Than Fiction

I don’t sound totally obsessed with Taylor’s new song, do I?

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Don’t you just love it when life can be such a wicked witch at times and without you knowing it, you could actually break the spell that was cast on you? Uhmm, you don’t get it? Me neither. Yeah, but kidding aside, it’s just wonderful to rekindle a friendship with someone.  I had read once about how you’re supposed to not miss people who don’t miss you at all. For the past six months that we’re not uttering a single syllable to each other, we went separate ways. By that, we joined different sets of friends. Mine just happened to be more mature, more understanding, more trustworthy *insert more positive traits here* than hers.  I’m not saying they’re not; all I’m saying is that some people really are greater when it comes to a few things. Within those excruciating months, it was like a battle of who’s better at ignoring the other. I’m perfectly good at that, I must say. LOL. I thought I was the only one who wanted everything to be the same again, but I was terribly wrong. It was a horrible idea at first, but  there are things that are never late for some reasons. Things like rebuilding a friendship. I didn’t know why we didn’t sort out things the way we should have way earlier. I didn’t know why my stubbornness got the better of me. I didn’t know why she had to listen to her friends. I didn’t know why we both looked past of the important matters that we should have better taken care of. Despite all of that, I think it’s no longer important to recall some things. There are moments when constantly looking back in the past just gives you this flipping feeling in the stomach. You’ll just know it’s a waste of time. Instead, why not focus on the present? This is why as much as possible, I don’t want to mention here all the gory details that happened these past months. October wasn’t so good, given that it’s my birth month. How cool’s that? Oh! I learned a few things, though!

  • Crying can be such a great way to release tension, pain, pressure. Name it and nothing can be cured by it, maybe not permanently, but at least you’ll feel better.
  • There are some people who you can’t hate. It’s when they keep on disappointing you, yet you can’t force yourself to dislike them, at the very least.
  • No matter how hard you try to see goodness in someone, you’ll just tire yourself. Even that person seems to have given up on that a long time ago.
  • You can’t expect people to like you. I, myself, wasn’t born a pleaser, but at least I know how to show respect even if the person in front of me has the attitude of someone you want to constantly punch in the face. They can at least respect you, can’t they? I’m not so sure about that anymore. No matter how kind you treat others, some people don’t just feel like appreciating it. They’ll always think you’re being fake, that you’re thinking of something deep down inside.
  • You can’t trust anyone but yourself. It’s pretty much self-explanatory.
  • I know people do change, but it’s just lately that I realized how they can completely turn into the people they swore they’d never be. It’s like you don’t know them any longer. All you see is a shadow of someone who was once there.
  • It’s true! It’s difficult not being able to eat given that the reason is pressure and pain. I missed my appetite. Thank God, it’s back!
  • Nothing beats the feeling of being surrounded by people who reek of positivity. They’re the ones who you can just love and love and love no matter what.
  • Being called something bad by someone who’s being eaten down by her own insecurity doesn’t hurt. It only shows how immature that person can be.

Reader, I think there still are missing pieces of the puzzle about this whole thing that happened, inside your head. I’m sorry if I can’t make you understand everything the way I desperately want you to. It’s just that so much had happened and they’re sort of irrelevant to be remembered. Life’s too short to fill this blog with nonsensical things but pure awesomeness. I was indeed an emotional wreck and in spite all those things, I couldn’t believe I even joked about how I should have written a book about how melodramatic I was. I laugh ’til my sides hurt whenever I remember how much of a mess I was. Maybe this is because I read too much fiction, but there’s no such thing as too much when reading, right? Anyway, this is becoming some sort of a novel here. Bye! DFTBA.

And in this perfect weather
It’s like we don’t remember
The rain we thought would last forever and ever

– Sweeter Than Fiction, Taylor Swift

God has His ways.

It feels weird and great that after more than a month, I’m sitting here in front of my laptop making an entry.  The past few months weren’t so easy for me and my family. So much had happened in that short span of time making me still left in my adjustment phase. One of that is about my mom. July was the hardest month for us, especially for me and my sister. The hospital seemed to be our second home during those days. We stayed there when we’re not in school. It’s not like we were asked but it’s more of a daughter’s concern and love for her mom. (something like that). Besides, going home never felt right while someone you dearly care for isn’t okay. Home didn’t feel like home. Everything is aware of what was happening and acting like everything’s okay was not a very good option then. Oh I don’t want to go back to that dark chapter of my life. I thought I was losing my Mom, and that’s just unthinkable. Thank God we’re through with that stage.

Of course when we were going through that tough time, I couldn’t help not to feel distracted by that. School was not so friendly either. We had to move back to Pasay, where we used to live before considering staying in Muntinlupa. Everything just got harder. It was never easy to commute from Pasay all the way to Muntinlupa at 5.30 in the morning every single day. It’s not like I have other choices, though.

Despite all of that, I still feel blessed. I never thought that God doesn’t care about me. Instead, I accepted everything as a test and thought that He only wants us to realize things that we often neglect to think about. Maybe He saw that we need to be bonded even more. I just don’t know if that’s really the case. Those adversities made me stronger and braver.

Yes. We were in deep worry and nothing seemed to be going right that time, but He let me see that there’s still so much to smile about; that even though I’m having a rough month, I can still be happy; that despite everything, I can still smile. Blessings continue to pour. I mean it. Pour.

My Mom continues to be in good health; we’re almost in the end of our adjusting season; I was chosen as one of the nominees for AYLC; I got the highest and indeed very high grade in our Cost exam; I was included in the seven people who passed the first half of our Accounting subject; high grades even in my minor. Do you know how that feels, reader? When you had already conditioned yourself that you’re going to fail the exam, even worse, the subject, then you ended having the highest score and even better, passing the subject! It was more like a miracle on my part, okay? I was close to crying because of joy. I’m grateful.

I know that I will be bombarded by more trials in the future, but who cares? God is with me.

Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason. — Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)

I Wish I Knew Then What I Know Now

Day 23, May 23rd, Thursday: Things you’ve learned that school won’t teach you.

I’m not really good in making introductions so.. here’s a few things.

I’ve learned that..

    • No matter how may friends I think I have, there will always be a time when I recognize myself as my own best friend.
    • Being kind isn’t enough. I always have to be kinder. A lot of people are breaking and it’s something I cannot see instantly. Maybe my kindness might save someone’s life.
    • Whatever I do — good, bad or anything in between, people will never run out of things to say.
    • It’s easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
    • The people who can hurt me the most are the ones I always find myself looking forward to be with.
    • Even though how many times I’ve sworn not to lose strength, I just sometimes see myself shattering piece by piece.
    • Time may not heal every single wound there is, but it helps me forget things one by one.
    • Songs can be ten times as sad as it is when I’m gloomy.
    • Even though I have this profound fondness of food, it doesn’t help when I’m deeply unhappy.
    • I should never do things again on impulse.
    • John is right. Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they’ll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love you back.
    • I can be really friends with people even though they’re thousand, even million miles apart from me. That they care even more than the ones around me. That they don’t feel the need to sulk just because you don’t talk to them every day. That even though you don’t get to talk to them always, you’re with them in spirit.
    • People may not understand me every now and then, and that I shouldn’t be a sullen bitch because I wasn’t born to please them.
    • Writing and singing helps a lot.
    • Everyone may leave, but God will never ever abandon me. This I know.
    • I shouldn’t get easily affected by other people’s negative judgment. At the end of the day, what truly matters is if I’m happy or not.

The blog post title comes from Katy Perry’s song, Wide Awake.

The lesson I’ve learned the most often in life is that you’re always going to know more in the future than you know now. — Taylor Swift