After gatecrashing at SUCN's acquaintance party last Saturday, I left with my brods and sis to hang out at Silliman Beach, where I saw my little sister drink alcohol for the first time (don't worry - she didn't like it. Haha.) We were planning our usual morning-the-night session when the rain poured so we headed to Caesar's house to finish pricing the stuff we were going to sell at our early morning Rummage Sale.



While waiting for 5 am, we played cards, fooled around at the computer room and scared the hell out of Ish playing Peter Answers. Haha. At 5 am, we headed out to the Cathedral to start selling our old stuff. It was so fun! It was a bit hard selling my 600 peso shirt for 50 pesos but it was all ok. While Rush was chanting "Palit na mo, palit na mo, barato ra, barato ra!" (buy our stuff, they're very cheap) everyone was making tawad. In the end, we were able to sell all of the clothes and earned 2,000 pesos. After having puto and tsokolate at the tiangge, we headed home to prepare for the beach.

Romina and I worked on the dessert we were going to bring, Mango Pandan, and at 11 am, David and the rest of the gang picked us up. We went to Wuthering Heights in San Jose, which was around 45 minutes away from the city.









I went home at around 6 pm, slept and woke up at 1 pm the next day. I absolutely loved it. =)

I'm feeling a bit low today.

I was surfing the net and bloghopping (as I always do everyday at this hour) when I noticed something peculiar. I was looking for someone in my list of contacts in Multiply because I haven't heard from that person for a long time, but I couldn't find him. I thought that maybe, he changed his account name - but when I checked a common friend's list, he was there.

Then I remembered that just last week, I browsed another friend's contacts in Facebook and saw his account with an "Add as a friend" tag which only meant that he wasn't my contact yet - BUT I was pretty sure that he was one of the first people I added as a friend when I started out in the site. But I added him up anyway, thinking that maybe it was just an accident that I got removed from his list of friends.

I was already a bit taken aback - because if it were an accident, then getting removed from the friend list of the same person in both Multiply and Facebook would be a BIG coincidence. So I went to his blog. And when I looked at his links, I was no longer there.

I honestly don't know what's going on. Obviously, this person is mad at me or wants to stay away from me. I respect his decision, but I at least want to know why or what happened. I want to reach out but I'm afraid of just being shot down. I'm not a confrontational kind of person - anything like that will simply destroy me.

But I do want to know the truth, not because I want things back to the way they were, (coz I know that will never happen) but because I want to set records straight. If there's one thing I truly want to avoid in this lifetime, it's letting friendships die even when I don't want them to. I've had pretty painful experiences like that in the past, and I refuse to put myself in the same ordeal again, of having to let go of someone without even trying to convince him or her to stay.

I know I'm not perfect, but God knows I don't want to hurt anybody.

Maybe I'm just a bad friend. =(

Since I've been doing pretty much - nothing - these past few days, I have become the ultimate couch potato, spending hours and hours just in front of the TV. Don't worry, I have come to realize that it isn't healthy, so I told myself that I'm only going to watch what I NEED to watch. Hopefully I follow my TV 'diet.'



I can't get enough of Gossip Girl. Deception, romance and scheming rich kids make this series one of my all time favorites. I love Georgina's character (played by Michelle Trachtenberg) - well, actually I love hating her. Haha.



My favorite sitcom since Will and Grace, How I Met Your Mother Season 2 did not disappoint. But I must admit, Barney IS the show. Haha. I was kinda hoping there would be more tension between Ted and Robin like in the first season, but since Marshall and Lily have now split up, it's ok. =)




Haha. I'm so jologs, right? Oh well, I will shamelessly admit that I enjoy watching My Girl. I wasn't able to watch the Korean version, but if it was anything like this one, I'm sure I'd enjoy it too. It's very light, just focusing on one main story (Jasmine posing as Julian's long lost cousin) so it's not complicated like the other abs-cbn telenovelas. I like Kim's charm, she's perfect for the role. Plus, I'm crushing on Jeffrey. That's one more reason to watch it. Haha.



Which leads me to the Pinoy Dream Academy (the two shows are the only ones I watch in ABS). Why the hell are they ganging up on Laarni? I really feel sorry for her. I mean, she's been through a lot already but some of the scholars still won't give her a break. Who am I talking about? Well, there's the spoiled brat Bea, the ever so OA Apple, the trying too hard Jet and the obviously maya Iñaki. They're all elitist, I tell you. I hope Laarni gets saved this Saturday. Hmpf

That's all. Will post some more soon. =)

Last Sunday, we welcomed a new batch of Gammans - Adiaipeta Eita or the Undivided Seven. One of them, was my little sister, Romina! They've gone through so much and they truly deserve to be part of this organization. Here's to more activities and more bondings! Lucila Lalu!







Today I make my vow,
To prepare for service and learn the nobility of serving
To be rather than seem
To be obedient
To be the best that is within me
To seek understanding, to gain wisdom
To look for the good in everyone
To see beauty
To be humble
To be devoted
To seek the truth
And to remember the foundation of Gamma Phi Fraternity and Gamma Sigma Sorority is love, the greatest of all things.

Pan Hellenic Society

Labels: Pan Hellenic Society

Yesterday, Carlo and I decided to hang out at How Yang (just coz there was nowhere else we could go where it wasn't too crowded) to unwind and just talk about everything going on in our little lives. It's been the same routine since the semester started – I wait for Clyde and Carlo's classes to end, go to their rooms to fetch them (ironic, eh?) and then just spend the hours chilling.

This time though, Clyde was nowhere to be seen. We later on found out that Carlo's Clyde-ditched-us-to-drink-with-his-other-friends speculation was all wrong and Clyde's phone did die on him righ when he was about to reply to my 'wer you?' text message.

Oh well, the two of us still had fun just laughing and getting excited over future plans. Heew is what the two of us have achieved in that little date of ours:

-->We took turns talking to my cousin on the phone for almost an hour – Carlo, about his relationship and how in a matter of a week, tney were able to break up three times and get back together again and again; and me, about how lousy my day was, how I visited my college and found out that I was actually pre-enlisted and so, without my knowledge, I've been missing my 'classes’ this entire time even if I didn’t even enroll. Kuya, being the darling that he is, just laughed. We love him.

-->We planned out our trip to Cebu next weekend – which included a night at The Loft and the infamous Doce. I’ve never tried the nightlife in Cebu, so I’m super thrilled. It’s a good thing I’m coming with experienced party-goers. This way, I can get tips on how not to look like a scared and lost puppy on the dance floor. At my personal request, we also have an afternoon planned at The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf. I miss my ice blended mocha, screw Starbucks. Hopefully we can drag Clyde there. HE HAS TO COME

-->Because we were very eager to ‘expand’ the trio that is me, Carlo, and Clyde, we have come up with a list of people we thought could join the gang. How did we do this? Well, we made a 6-item criteria where each one will be rated from 1-10. The three important things I wanted from them: intelligence, culture and good social skills. Carlo’s was simpler (er, mor shallow if you ask me): looks, money and free time. Then he claimed that I took all the good ones so he was left with the three (uh, ya right.) After rating all the prospects, we narrowed down the list to four people. The final test will be the ‘hanging out’ part – whoever clicks the best with the three of us, will be the lucky dude. HAHAHAHA. If you ask me, this is so high school – but hey, it’s just for laughs. I doubt if anyone would want to associate her/himself with us anyway. LOL.

I’ll tell you how everything goes, promise. =) Til next time.

It was a tough decision to make, but I had to make it - for the less obvious reasons, I suppose. I really don't want to get into it, what matters is that I'm openly admitting that I'll be gone for a while.

I didn't enroll this semester. In a few weeks, I'm leaving for Manila. No, I'm not going to work there, I just need a change of scenery. I might be there for a while, whole month of July - before I visit Ilo-Ilo. And then I'm looking into a vacation in Germany. A Eurotrip with my cousin would do me a lot of good. Just imagine: Paris and Venice in August. Who could resist? It was my Mom and Dad who suggested I should get out of the country for a while - to give me time and space to think. And I thought, why not?

But I'm still sad to leave. I've been in this routine for so long that it seems a bit weird that I'm doing something else with my time right now, rather than attending my classes. But maybe it's precisely what I need -- a break from the routine.

Anyway, I couldn't be more pleased with my decision. And when I come back from my 'sabbatical,' hopefully I'll know what to do with my life, or at least, have a little bit of direction.

Enough with the drama. See you soon! =)

Labels: life, school, vacation

Because I vowed to be an active blogger from now on, I was racking my brain for something to write about. Nothing emotional but not completely worthless. When I came up with nothing, I decided to look at my blog drafts - the ones I never got to finish. And voila! I found this piece which was supposed to be a graduation entry. But since March is way, way past us, I'm just going to share this bit which seemed the most interesting.

One inuman night, someone (I don't remember who - I'm starting to think it was me, hehe) asked: what was the one thing you learned about love in college?

Dirgy: Love is elusive. (Oh Grace, why elude Dirg? haha.)

Lyde: Love is a choice, and sometimes you make the wrong decision (this coming from the guy who fell in love with a complete loser... joke!)

Mich: Love is about taking one step at a time and just being happy with someone. (obviously Mich has a blooming love life)

Pong: Love is just one of the two most powerful forces in the world; the other one is hate. (it's so... pong)

Marianne: Love is overrated. (A nonbeliever everyone!)

Clyde: Love evades even the brightest of minds (wahahaha, feeling bright!)

Donna: Love is sex, Love is good, therefore sex is good! (Might I point out that at this time, Donna was as red as a tomato... but she was still able to show what she learned in Logic class! haha)

Jordan: Love is non-existent. (Another nonbeliever!)

Anna: Perhaps the greatest tragedy known to man is unrequited love. (To which Pong replied, "Diba AIDS?")

Aww. I miss moments like these. :( Oh well. I'll just leave you with this quote from a friend also from that bunch,

"A drunk mind speaks the language of a sober heart..."

Labels: inuman, life, love

My debate year is probably going to be slightly different this time. Last year, I maxed my debating and joined every tournament I could. This year, however, I'll mostly be on the sidelines, cheering Silliman on. Not the wisest decision, as many have told me. They claim that my debate career is at its prime and it would be foolish to stop now. I, however, believe that I need the break, regardless of how much I'm going to miss the adrenaline rush of being in a heated match against the most brilliant minds in Philippine debating.

Nonetheless, I'm still excited for Silliman Debate Society. I hope the new bloods will prove that Silliman will always be the one to look out for, and soon, the one to beat.

Labels: debate

In honor of our independence day, I decided to write about... me! Haha. That is, me and what makes me distinctly Filipino. I really like embracing my culture ^___^ - although I probably am talking about the Filipino popular culture of my generation. Hehe. Nonetheless, here are 10 things that I'm pretty sure can prove I'm truly Pinoy:



1.) I absolutely am addicted to banana cue, hilaw na mangga with bago-ong, dirty ice cream, fishballs and balut! The best food in the world for me is Filipino food... especially if they're sold on the streets. Haha.

2.) I love the barrio - the simplicity of everyday life in the province is so inviting. Not to mention, the warmth amd hospitality of the residents, even when they don't know you. I especially love fiestas! They're always so lively amd colorful and nakakabusog.

3.) I enjoyed watching Jolina Magdangal movies while growing up! Back then, I actually believed she had great fashion sense. Haha. Whatever, no matter how jologs Jolina may have been, I would like to believe she contributed so much to the young pinoy pop culture! Chuva choo choo!

4.) I can shamelessly sing for hours and hours in a videoke bar - belting songs by Aegis. Hahahaha. It's always best to be in the company of confident singers though. KJs just ruin the mood. It doesn't matter if you're sintonado - if you can carry the song, go! :D

5.) I am as cheap as hell. Shopping is always fun for me coz I love making tawad especially in tiangges. I have my Mom to thank for this. I once paid P200 for a 350-peso bag! Ha! Although, because I was so excited about my purchase, I almost forgot my change. It was a good thing that Ale from Farmer's Market was honest enough to call me back.

6.) I love big families! Reunions are always fun that way. Take for example, the Guasa's (my Mom's side). There are 13 brothers and sisters (aged 50 to 70+), all of them have families. On average, each family has 5 children, the oldest of which is already 40 plus. The older part of that generation already have husbands and wives and children! On average, they have 3 children each. O, say mo? haha. No wonder I had so much fun in Leyte.

7.) Yes, I voted for Rona countless times in Pinoy Big Brother Teens. Haha. Sue me. :D

8.) I once memorized the lyrics of S2pid luv! Hahaha. Uy, don't deny, you all once did too! It was, like, the Philippine anthem for months in the year 2002! Salbakuta was so cool back then. Hahaha. Nang mainlove ako sayo, kala ko pag-ibig mo ay tunay, pero hundi nagtagal, lumabas din ang tunay na kulay...

9.) I secretly jump for joy everytime Pacquiao wins a boxing match. Yes, he's a bad actor, an even worse singer, and he's never going to win any public office. (Plus, I cringe every time he attempts at speaking Engish.) But we gotta hand it to the guy, he's a damn good boxer! And he's proud to be Pinoy!

10.) Beach + good friends + inuman + guitar + jamming til dawn = the best gimmick ever. ^_^

It's confirmed -- I have this habit of being the main spectator-slash-cheerleader of my friends' love lives. Yep! Just last Saturday, I found myself running around the city trying to make a monthsary perfect. And when all things fell into place and I saw the satisfied smiles on my friends' faces, I couldn't help but give a deep sigh. My work here is done.]

And it isn't the first time this happened. Ever since High School, I have always been the 'bridge' -- the "bujoy" (I, of course, am pertaining to Jolina's character in some movie I'm sure you guys have already seen, haha.) Not that I mind, really. I'm more than happy to help organize the perfect date, or escape from disapproving parents, or fix a couple I know will definitely hit it off. I love being part of something exciting, something magical. But then again, when their eyes meet and share the moment I helped make, I suddenly fade into the background, irrelevant... forgotten. All of a sudden, I'm not part of it anymore. Duh. I never was part of it to begin with.

I'd hate to think I'm like Katherine Heigl from 27 dresses. I refuse to admit I'm THAT pathetic... attending every wedding and living her life through other people's love stories. Then again, I feel like I'm doing the same. :( Oh well, Kat got her cute journalist in the end anyway. Maybe I will too. Or maybe not.

After falling in love twice -- (the last one hurt like hell) I don't think I'm ready to put myself in that position again. Like I told a friend once, I believe in true love when I see it in others. But true love for me? Nah, I'll pass. But everytime I see a couple so happy and so in love, I admit I do get a little curious... envious even. Then all I do is remind myself about all the pain ahead, and it's gone.

Or maybe I just need the right one - the one who'll make my heart beat faster than it should. The one who will make me trust myself again.

And until then, I'll gladly be a spectator. There's nothing like making myself believe in love's magic in others as I wait for my turn to finally feel it. :D

Labels: life, love

God, how I'm gonna miss this summer. And since I can't describe it in words, here are a few pictures as proof:

(in the pics: Me, Kuya Roui, Ate RN, Ruth, Teneil, Clyde, Carlo, my cousins and my pamangkins; locations: Southern Leyte, Dumaguete)





























back to reality. sigh.