Shattered Wall

         After the alumni homecoming yesterday, we saw a batch mate of mine (who graduated this year) walking around the upper campus. Having plenty of left over foods, we invited her to the Tambayan and offered her food. As I remember it correctly, we are not in good terms. Not that were enemies or whatsoever, there is just this gap... a BIG gap between us but that seemed to be not a subject yesterday. We talked and laugh as if we were the closest friends ever. And I really liked the feeling of having to talk to her like that again.

            When she finished eating, she even accompanied us to the house of one of my orgmates to leave the foods there for a while because we have agreed to go the alumni celebration hosted by our collage. But to our dismay, the event was already through by the time we get there. So we went back to my orgmates house and stayed there for a while to rest and have some more talks. It was such a nice feeling having to spend time with a person who was once dear to you but because of certain circumstances has been out of your life for a period of time. I hope this would be the start of something new. 

ALUMNI HOMECOMING

       Yesterday was my first alumni homecoming. I am part of the residents of the organization who will welcome the alumni. The Tambayan was cleaned, food was prepared, bottles of wine were cooled and the props for the games were positioned. Everything was ready. Everything was perfect except for one... only one alumnus came.

            I cannot hide the disappointment I felt because of what happened yesterday. I was not able to eat breakfast and lunch because we were busy in preparing the food and the Tambayan for the event.  Then all along only one alumnus will come? How frustrating is that?! I even got more frustrated knowing that not all of the alumni were informed by one of my orgmates about the said event. Grr!    

Face Painting

           Yesterday, we celebrated the International Year of the Forest. In relation to this event, a program was held in the Makiling Botanical Garden in Los Baños, Laguna. Certain personalities such as Senator Juan Miguel Zubiri and a Miss Earth 2006 winner (sorry I was not able to get her name) attended the said event.

         Actually, I was not really aware of what was happening in the program for I, together with my orgmates, was very busy doing face painting. We (the organization) were kinda hired for the event to do face painting for the participants. At first, I was very excited because it was my first time to do it and the fact that it is televised added to that excitement. But as time passed and as more and more people were piling up, I was kinda lost my enthusiasm. It was really tiring, you know. The heat of the sun even added to the discomfort I’m already feeling that time. But if there was a moment that I cannot forget during that event it would be the time when a kid, named Gian about 8 years old, went to me and ask to me to draw the official logo of the event on his face (well, of course, with the encouragement of his mother).

          He is really one of a kind. He kept on commenting about this and that. Telling me how he hated his sweat glands for causing sweat to appear all over his body. How he planted seeds (mongo seeds) that produced seedlings that only lived for a week. And that he thinks what I drew on his face wouldn’t last long which did happen for he accidentally rubbed the logo out of his face in an attempt to wipe the sweat on his face. I just offered to draw it again which at first he did not consider for it took me a while to draw the logo on his face (you know how impatient kids are) but eventually considered the offer. This time he let me draw it to his hands to avoid what happened earlier. I do not really cared where he wanted me to place the logo for I was having a great time talking to him. He remembered me of my brother who is the same age as him.

           Oh how I miss my brother. The last time I saw him was December last year. I wanted to see him. God knows how I longed to see my family, but with the plans I have I guess seeing them is the least of my priorities right now. I have a lot of things to do aside from entertaining the thought of going home. It would be nicer if I am already done with all of them when I go home so as not to bring any baggage from school.

            The event ended at lunch time. We left the place after we had our lunch.

ATTENTION

Had swimming lessons with Kuya last last night and really had a great time. Kaya naman inumaga na kami ng uwi. Medyo nagi-guilty nga ako kasi I was the reason kung bakit nagkaganoon. To think na both of us have very important appointments to attend to ng umagang iyon; mine was 6am and his was 9am. Nag-enjoy naman na ako lalo na at nagfefeeling ang lola mo na nabigyan siya ng special attention. Hihihihi...

Just want to make it clear that do not have any hopes about Kuya and I. Yeah, I have a crush on him and that’s it. No more, no less. This is something like when you like someone but you do not have any intension to do anything about it. You know, iyong tipong gagawa ka ng paraan para magustuhan ka rin niya.

Bakit? Hindi ito dahil sa may girlfriend na siya. Hindi rin ito dahil sa age gap namin. Ito ay dahil I just see him as the epitome of the “kuya” I always dreamed of but never had. He gives me attention and care even if not asked. He treats me as if I am really his little sister and I am really thankful about it. So that is why I do not want to sabotage the relationship we already have. I would want us to stay this way. Besides, I cannot imagine him as my boyfriend, duh!

So to those who keep on teasing us (you know who are) stop it. There is nothing going on between us but pure friendship. Naks! *smiles*

A Rare Chance

          “Basic Instinct”, a film recommend by a friend, shows a psychological disorder of a person that killed many characters in the film. The story was about a woman that writes books with plots always having someone killed, usually; the lead character will kill his or her family or love ones. The writer then puts her stories to reality by killing people in a way similar to her book; every detail of it is the same. A detective assigned to the case fell in love with the writer and the writer fell in love with him too. At that time writer’s latest book was about a detective who is solving a murder case and eventually got killed. After finishing the book, the writer puts her latest story into reality only to find out that she could not do it, with that the film ended.


            Been watching films lately, and to my shock I have realized that all of those films have something to do with the mind– illusions, hallucinations, or whatever you would like to call it. It is amazing to know how the human mind could be greatly affected by such imaginations. Shutter Island, Case 39, and now Basic Instinct; they all made me think of how powerful the brain works and how it would be a great problem if something bad happened to it.


            Sorry for those people who had recommended this film to me, but I must say that I did not enjoyed it. It is quite boring, well less the scenes with steamy sex, of course (laughs). Do not take it against me, will you? I have think about it and I guess it is because I’m not well off with the psychology side like you guys. Anyhow, here is what I would like to say: what happened to psychologically troubled writer, the part where she could not have the courage to kill the guy is something that is possible but has a very low probability.


            I have known a lot of cases of psychologically troubled individuals and they could not simply fight the urge of doing something out of the ordinary. I guess if the writer were in some kind of therapy, I might actually be convinced but the film did not show any, so I am assuming that the reason for why she did not kill the detective is out of the love she has for him– all because of love. And that is bullshit!


            Like what I have said, it is possible for her to do it out of love plus she might not be happy anymore of what she is doing and/or her conscience starts working again. But even if you add those three, I still do not think that in an instant she could quit killing people. They say whenever a person do the things that he or she is addicted to, that person feels a kind of satisfaction or ecstasy that he or she could not explain. That is why many cannot quit, they simply could not afford to lose the things that give them the joy that nobody or nothing in this world could ever give. They have already convinced themselves that without it their world will be torn apart. That it is as if their whole being will be shattered and that will slowly kill them. 

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Para sa mga taong may nais baguhin sa pag- uugali ng mga taong malapit sa kanila, basahin po lamang ang nakasaad sa ibaba:

Hindi madaling magbago lalo na kung ang babaguhin, e, iyong mga bagay na nakasanayan ng gawin  at naging parte na ng pang araw-araw na buhay ng isang tao. Kaya maging mapang-unawa nawa kayo. Buti nga at wala na kayong ibang dapat gawin kundi ang maghintay. Isipin nyo na lang kung kayo ang nasa kalagayan ng mga taong ito, pipilitin nilang magbago; pipilitin nilang kalimutan ang mga bagay at gawaing nakagawian at tatak na ng kanilang pagkatao. At hindi nila hihilinging maawa kayo at itigil na ang pangungulit sapagkat sa paglimot at pagbago nila sa kanilang pagkatao, e, pamamasaya nila kayo - kayong mga taong hindi kayang tanggapin kung sino talaga sila.

i guess

Having to experience pain for such a long time will certainly make a person want to have a way out or if not possible, at least a vacation – a trip to the fancy world. A world that will fill the large piece that is missing in one's life or maybe that correcting factor that would make everything alright. 

I guess to some people loud music can be that filler, that at least even for a while they could escape the silence of being alone in this world.

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IKAW BA AY...

…nalulungkot?
…nalulumbay?
…wala ng magawa sa buhay?
…gusto ng magpakamatay?


I-S-T-O-P


READ THIS FIRST (please):

Kahit gaano pa kapangit ang tingin mo sa sarili mo at tingin mo ay walang nagmamahal at magmamahal sa iyo; Kahit feeling mo wala kang silbi sa mundo; Kahit na sinasaktan ka na ng lahat ng tao; At naiisip mong you are a total loser, Maniwala kang ikaw ay isang champion (hindi iyong sabon ha!).

Champion ka kasi umababot kapa sa ganyang edad. Tandaan mong maraming tao ang hindi nabibigyan ng pagkakataon na isilang sa mundong ito. Meron diyan na tissue pa lang sila ay pinapatay na sila ng mga magulang nila. Kesyo unwanted child daw sila at bata pa masyado ang mga magulang nila. Kasi daw hindi naman sila magkakaroon ng magandang buhay kaya mabuti pang ipalaglag nalang sila. Kasi bunga raw sila ng isang pagkakamali.

Champion ka kasi out of the million sperms na inirerelease during alam mo na, ay ikaw ang pinalad na makapasok sa egg cell ng iyong nanay. Ibig sabihin noon ay malakas ka! Your the man! You go girl!

At champion ka kasi...

metanoia

Now my life is a total mess. Its as if I no longer know myself. It seems that I need to start from scratch again in order to mend the things that are broken. 

But if there is one thing I’m really thankful about and that  would be the fact that I finally notice the things I used to ignore. I am starting to value and appreciate the people and things around me. And I do hope that this will last not just for a week or a year but for as long as I live.

Noong Ako'y Bata Pa

Nagfa-facebook ako kanina.. tapos merong nagpop-up na notification saying na iyong kapatid ko at iyong crush niya ay i-nadd nung friend nila sa isang group. Ang pangalan ng group ay `Loveteam of the Year’

Hay! Kinabog naman ako nung kapatid ko! Buti pa siya may love life na! Anyways, Grade 5 palang po pala iyong mga iyon. Taray no?

Naalala ko tuloy back when I was still in 2nd year high school, I volunteered to be one of the catechist during Flores de Mayo. And the girl that my brother is crushing on now, was once my student! Can you believe? Hay.. ang tanda ko na talaga! 

Pero bakit ganoon? Feeling ko lumalaki akong paurong. Feeling ko nadaragdagan lang ang edad ko pero hindi iyong way ng pag-iisip ko. I mean mas naging childish ako ngayon. Well, ayon na naman sa aking friend na psychologist baka daw kasi may mga bagay akong hindi nagawa o baka sinupress noong bata pa ako. Kaya daw ngayong matanda na ako ay hinahanap- hanap ko ang mga bagay na iyon and I’m trying na gawin o makuha ang lahat ng iyon.

Wew… grabe, naisip ko tuloy na a lot of things that are happening to us now are a result of what happened to us back when we were still a child. Na hindi mo talaga maihihiwalay ang present sa past kahit gaano mo kagustong gawin. And from the looks of it, the only thing that we can do is the accept whatever happened before and learn from it. 

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Ever wonder why almost all `self-help tips’ include “give more and expect less” statement in it? It is because you cannot simply be assured that once you had shown kindness to someone they would return the favor immediately. You see, it takes time for them to realize things and be transformed.  

PATLANG

Huwag mo siyang sisihin kung nasasaktan ka ngayon. Unang- una, hindi niya kasalanan na madevelop ka sa kanya. Hindi ka naman niya inakit, hindi ka niya pinilit, ikaw ang kusang nagmahal. Ikaw ang nahulog.

Oo, pwede kang magalit pero wala kang karapatan. Bakit? Kasi kahit saang anggulo natin tignan, ikaw ang may kasalanan. Ikaw itong si tanga na nakaramdam ng paghanga. Ikaw itong si gago na wala ng ginawa kundi umasa na balang-araw ay makikita ka niya nang higit pa sa isang kaibigan. Ikaw itong umasa sa isang pag-ibig na sa simula palang ay wala ng kinabukasan, walang kahihinatnan. 

Sige Umasa Ka Pa!

Nakakatuwang malaman na kahit gaano ka kapagod sa maghapong klase at sa isiping mayroon ka pang haharaping nakatambak na mga papers, lab reports, at projects pag-uwi sa bahay; ay mayroon ka pa ring enerhiya at lakas ng loob na muling isabak ang buto’t balat mong katawan sa pag-gawa ng mga ito. Iyon nga lang, hindi ang solong determinasyon na grumaduate na sa iyong ika-pitong taon sa kolehiya ang dahilan, kundi ang taong nagbibigay sa iyo ng inspirasyon.  

Gaano man kakeso pakinggan, aminin na natin na iba pa rin kung  may taong siyang pinagkukunan mo ng iyong lakas. At hindi lang basta lakas, may bonus pang sari-saring emosyon. Iyong tipong bigla ka nalang mapapangiti sa tuwing maaalala mo siya. O dili kaya’y biglang kikiligin at kulang na lang ay magtititili ka. Hanggang sa bigla mong maaalalang may mali.

Mali na maramdaman mo ang bagay na iyon. Mali na isipin mo ang mga bagay na hindi naman dapat. Mali. Mali. Mali. Bakit kamo? Kasi sabi ng lipunan, kasi sabi ni nanay at tatay, kasi sabi ng mga kaibigan, kasi sabi nilang lahat.

“Eh, bakit sabi ng puso wala namang masama?”

“Tanga ka ba? Kaya nga nasa ulo ang utak kesa sa puso eh para iyon ang gamitin sa pagdedesisyon! Hindi tamang sundin ang puso sa ganitong sitwasyon. Maghanap ka na lang ng iba! Marami diyang matino at malaya! At huwag mo ng irason pa ang kasabihang, ‘Mas madaling mahuli ang manok na katali’, dahil mali iyon!”

Natahimik ka. Nabaling ang pag-iisip sa sitwasyong kinalalagyan mo ngayon. Kung kailan nagkalapit na kayo, kung kailan malapit na siyang mahulog sa iyo, e, saka ka titigil?

Oo , marami diyang iba; oo, marami pang malaya at matino; ngunit nag-iisa lang siya. Siya na iyong minahal at mamahalin pang habang buhay.

“P#*@y*ta! Tanga ka nga talaga! Sige bahala ka!”

Make A Stand

I do not know if going with the flow would be better than making a stand. 

There are things wherein we have to make a stand no matter what. Things that would define our character and value as a person. Things that we treasure and must protect at all cost--the things that we love most.

But there are also times that we need to let our guards down and relax a bit. Times when we need not to stick to our principles for the benefit of many. Times when we have to be humble enough to accept that we, too, could commit mistakes and lose a battle.

Unique Toothpaste

Hay... Grabe talaga ang tagal ng mga commercials! Iyong tipong mas matagal pa sila kesa dun sa pinapanuod mo. Kaya lang hindi ko naman maiwan ang pinapnuod ko. Sayang naman kasi malapit ng matapos. Kaya ayon, hinintay ko nalang at nagtiyagang panuorin narin ang mga commercials.

Isa sa mga commercials na napanuod ko ay iyong sa unique toothpaste. Ewan ko kung alam niyo pa iyon. Basta merong ganoong toothpaste. At dahil doon bigla ko tuloy naalala ang project ko dati sa isang subject. Actually, group project siya tapos ang output dapat namin ay isang video na tungkol sa any topic na na discuss namin sa subject na iyon.

Our group decided to work on the true meaning of being unique, kung sino nga ba ang unique, at paano maging unique. So nag-isip kami ng plot na mai-encompass iyong topic na napili namin.

The story goes like this: a student wanted to know the true meaning of being unique and so he decided to ask different people belonging to different groups (an emo, a geek, a punk, a priest, and an old man) of how they view it. Syempre, these people have different views and tend to claim that they are more unique than the others. Kaya naman nalito na ang ating bida. Kasi naman diba; kung ako ay unique, ikaw ay unique, tayong lahat ay unique; sino pa ang unique? If all of us share one characteristic that is being unique, edi hindi na tayo unique kasi nga may kapareho na tayo. Diba? diba? 

So paano natapos iyong istorya?

Dahil sa matinding pagod at pagkalito ng ating bida ay umuwi nalang siya sa bahay nila upang magpahinga.  Bago matulog ay nagtoothbrush siya. Noong lalagyan na niya ng toothpaste ang kanyang toothbrush napansin nya na ang brand pala nagamit nilang toothpaste ay unique toothapaste. Then out of the blue may bigla syang narealize... biglang may nagspark (sound: TING!). Tapos... na.

Random Questions 003

 "How can you fully open your heart to someone new when 

  in fact what you really need is a closure from the past?"

Why bother? It simply can't be possible, anyway. No matter how we try to put an end to something that wont happen cause that closure is just arbitrary. Your past is the basis for your actions in the present and future as well, and so in doing such you're actually making contact with your past. This means na parang wala ring nangyaring closure.This closure thing is just a stupid excuse of those people who could not put there shit together after failing something.

When Ego Strikes

So here is the deal, there was this guy that was indirectly telling me that he has plans on courting me. I do not like him so I just ignore all his signs of courting. Last night, I had learned that he is formally courting someone else. And to top that, the girl is not even up to my level of awesomeness!

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I know what this is all about. Its just like what kids feel whenever they see  another kid playing with a toy they thought that they were through playing with. I feel the want to get him back because I'm not through with him. But of course, this is all because of ego.

Anyway, this soon will come to an end. When?  I just do not know.  But what I am sure of is that I cannot go on being like this. Its either I get a new toy or get the old one but making sure first that he is really what I ever wanted – that he is worth the battle.

When Was That?

When was the last time na naging proud ako sa ginawa ko? Last Last year? Noong high school? Actually, hindi ko na tanda. It seems to me na lahat ng ginagawa ko ngayon is out of obligation. I'm obliged to do this and that. And so I do them. Having multiple roles in the society surely is a pain in the ass. 

But the most painful thing of it all is having to do things without having the capacity to put my heart in it. Simply put, I no longer love what I am doing. I'm tired of it all. Sawang- sawa na ako. I am finding and trying ways to make things a bit, well, more exciting but they just won't work. Sabi ko noon baka bakasyon lang ang kailangan ko and so I did have my vacation but still nothing happened. 

Oh, I do wish I will find my way or someone would teach me how to find it. Either way, I would be eternally grateful.

A Simple Realization

No matter how people are good in making your life a living hell, you must admit that they are also the ones that give not just the spice but everything nice in it. It really is ironic, don't you think?

Well, I guess that is one of the mysteries of how the human heart works. You can only be hurt by the ones who have touched your heart.

I almost settled for the option I always thought that would make me a little less hurt. And that option is to just avoid any kind of relationship to any human being. This is for the belief that the lesser I am close to any of them, the fewer the chances of me being shattered into pieces. So instead of seeing their good qualities I chose to see the bad side. In doing so I would avoided being intimate and thus, not making them part of me. I have chosen to be alone and just stay in my dormitory. I have chosen to waste my time watching movies and television series in my room. No social activity is my kind of thing.

But now, I finally realized what I have been missing.

for Mr. Know-It-All

Its really not cool to be with you. Actually, it kinda annoys me every time we were together. I just wasn't able to notice that before because I was blinded by the fact that you are all that I have left to waste my time with. But after my trip to Ifugao, the realization of you being a load of shit finally sinked in.

Yeah, I admit I'm kinda harsh for saying these things but I just could not seem to help myself, and here are the reasons why:

You are an asshole. I really hate it when you're trying so hard to sound mature but just cant. You even tend to let me feel that you know more about things in this world than me. Just face it honey, even though I am not  that street-smart-kind-of-a-girl, I think more maturely than you are. When it comes to decision making and prioritizing things, I am miles ahead from you.

You are irresistibly annoying. You are annoying in the sense that you cannot ride on with my trip or what I like. When I am just fooling around, you treat it like I am dead serious so you could act as the ever-mature-type-of-a-guy. But when I get serious, you tend to think that I am just fooling around. Simply put, our wavelenghts just do not match.

You are a perfect machismo. Do I need to explain more?

You are nothing but a pathetic loser.  Like what my ever-logical-friend told me, "Pinaguwapong 'Mr.J' lang yan", and he is right. You see, 'Mr. J' is a friend of mine who do not have the guts to approach a girl when she is in a stable state (heart and mind).  Now, do not get me wrong I love 'Mr. J' as a friend but when it comes to girls he is such a chicken. He can only approach a girl when the girl is emotionally vulnerable. And that is what you are. You do not even have the guts to tell me personally how you feel about me, it has to be through text. How pathetic is that? Not that I care of what you feel about me, its just that if you think that I will be flattered for what you said to me through text, then you are wrong.

PLAIN DIRTY

Question: Did you ever think of not washing or cleaning something because you believe that if you do so all the precious memories stored in it will be washed away – that it will never be the same again?

                Years ago, a stuffed toy was given to me by a very special friend. I am not really fond of such mushy things but that stuffed toy sort of became a big deal for me. You see, my dear friend and I are no longer in good terms and so that stuffed toy serves as a symbol of our once valued friendship. Memories of us being together; the fights, the laughters, the sorrows, the crazy things we’ve done together, etc; were all stored in it.

                I still have it, you know. It is placed in my bed together with my pillows. And even if it really looks kinda ugly for all the dirt it accumulated through the years I have never thought of washing it. “Why?” people would ask me. “It is because if I’ll wash it, it will never be the same again,” I would answer them. But people would continue to argue and tell me: “Of course it will never be the same again because you finally washed it that would mean it will be clean and will no longer look hideous like it is today. Seriously, look at it. It’s awful.”

                What a mean thing to say, right? But it is true. Well, the part where they said that it was hideous is somewhat an exaggeration. It’s just plain dirt that is all. Anyhow, I’m still not going to wash it. I do not care what other people think. We have different views on how to value things. I actually know someone who kept the last shirt worn by her boyfriend unwashed because she wants to preserve the smell her boyfriends’ sweat in it (her boyfriend left the country to study in abroad). Another person I know also does not want to wash her shirt so as not to remove the smell of her crush’s perfume in it. 

So you see, my way of preserving and keeping alive all the memories that my dear friend and I once shared is not weird and new. It is absolutely normal. Besides, underneath all those dirt is aide memoire of the friendship we once shared by the one who gave it to me and also the hope that maybe someday we would be able to talk things over and start anew.

002. Summer Whine

I am tired. Literary tired. Summer is already fast approaching, some of my friends are already excited and started to prepare for a one-of-a-hell-vacation from all the troubles of school but here I am still in chains, locked up with so many school requirements. It wouldn’t be a problem if they are requirements for graduation, I would even be welcoming them with open arms but they are not for I am extended for another semester.

It just sucks. You see, I had put a lot of effort trying to be on time but they were just not good enough and what’s more frustrating is the fact that I still need to chase this fast paced life in order not to be extended for a year. It’s just too tiring.  

i guess

Having to experience pain for such a long time will certainly make a person want to have a way out or if not possible, at least a vacation – a trip to the fancy world. A world that will fill the large piece that is missing in one's life  or maybe that correcting factor that would make everything alright.

I guess to some people loud music can be that filler, that at least even for a while they could escape the silence of being alone in this world.

005. Wishful Thinking

                I have been watching a lot of chick flicks lately. A psychologist friend of mine told me that it is a sign of NBS, which stands for No Boyfriend Syndrome. I just told him, “Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” But then again, he got me thinking. Why do I love to watch such films? Oh and now, I even read more romantic fiction novels than before. Action films have always fascinated me. I prefer watching them over romantic films but not anymore.

                I once had a relationship with a guy that just lasted for a couple of months. I guess the reason why it did not work out was because I’m still not ready to commit to a serious relationship. I was kinda young back then. My only concern was to have fun and do things my way. Being in a relationship means additional responsibility, for one need not only to take care of himself or herself but also his or her partner as well. I do admit that I was already having trouble in taking care of myself and having a partner would just mean additional pain in my ass. So I ended it.

Now that I’m not getting any younger the thought of having someone to be by my side started to creeps into my mind. Day by day, as I walk and see couples around me, I ask myself: “Why am I alone? Why haven’t I found that person who I can hold hands with? Where is the person whom I can call my own? Where is he?” All of these questions and more flood my mind every day. I kept asking and asking but did not get any answer. So, I just decided to wait. Wait for that guy to enter my life. Maybe God is just busy looking and preparing the guy for me.

 While waiting, I will just content myself in watching other people’s love story through films, novels, and walks in the park.  This is to validate and certify that if my wishful thinkings happened   to some people, it could also happen to me. Yeah, I know it’s kinda pathetic to just cling on to films and novels or even to other people’s real love story but like the song goes, “I maybe a dreamer but I am not the only one”. Yeah, I know I am not the only one who is wishing for a perfect love story. A lot of people are. For a world where fairytales ruled one’s childhood, who could blame us? Right?

FS Sem-Ender 2011

I was looking at some of my pictures last semester and I happened to browse these. They are some of the pictures taken during UPLB FS Sem-ender.

I really had a great time. We really had fun. We got drunk and played  games. Oh, and I learned how to swim  that night! Cheers!

We even got a chance to sing our hearts out! The cold breeze of the night did not bother us at all. *smiles*

These are some of my orgmates that came. I'm very grateful that my roommate insisted that I come to this event. See, I was very hesitant at first but it turned out to be one of the best Sem-enders ever! And now, I'm looking forward to our summer ender! Hahaha. *smiles*