Howlee Sheet!

For the first time in my college life, I was marked late in my 7:30am class today, which is Humanities. It sucks! Now I won't be able to have a perfect record in my attendance sheet. Why did this happen when the semester is almost over? Alas!

The story starts like this.

Whenever I have a 7:30 am class I am supposed to wake up at 4:30 and leave the house around 5:45 in the morning. But today was something devastating! I didn't hear my phone alarmed! or my phone didn't alarm? Whatever. I am still late, and I hate to remember it! I already woke up 6 in the morning! And maybe I will be waking up later than that if my mom didn't come inside the room to ask me to print the contract that was saved on my laptop.

"Howlee sheet!!!" were the first words I said this morning and I felt bad about it.

I rushed myself to take a bath and left the house without eating my breakfast. I did that all for half an hour!

I know by that time that it's already traffic on highways and it's impossible to get a ride going to school. My emotions were mixed up. I don't know if I should stay positive or release the madness feeling inside me.

Finally, I made it to the class! I arrived there at 7:50am, but my professor already checked the attendance and I was already marked late!

Shoot!

Saved by the bell!

I had my Sociology class early this morning, and I guess this is my lucky day!

I was assigned to report a given topic on Friday and today is only Wednesday. It so happened that our professor has a dilemma on that day and she won't be able to meet us, so she decided to have all the reports to be finished this meeting. I was suddenly shocked to hear that announcement!

Oh no! I wasn't able to bring my flash drive today! I left it at home (and honestly, I'm not yet finish w/ it)! I have nothing to present in class! What now?!

Anxiety abruptly came to me. I tried to calm down, but I couldn't stop my heart beating rapidly. While there are still other reporters in front, I started skimming all the pages of my book to remember the important details about my topic. I am not worried about how I am going to deliver my report in front of the class for  I have studied that already in advance. It's just that my professor will mark higher grades to those students who prepared any visual aids or powerpoint presentation. She might think that I effortlessly did my report and she will end up giving me a low grade.

Tick! tock! tick! tock! I can't stop looking at the clock...

Tick! tock! tick! tock! and I am next to present in the class...

The moment my professor will about to call my name the bell suddenly rang!

Phew! What a relief! Class is over! I'm so happy... I'm so lucky! She has no choice but to make me report on the next meeting.

Thank, God!

I should be asleep right now...

... but because of what I found out before I log off on facebook, My blood started to boil  when I saw an account with my picture and name displayed on it. And wow! Am I too popular already? That person should have created a fan page, and not a different account just to receive praises from people when they see him/her online (If they are already a friend with him/her). Or maybe that person is just messing around with me? I'll tell you, this is not funny.

Here's the link of the poser to prevent any malicious situations:

MY POSER'S LINK ON FACEBOOK!
(You should log in to facebook first before clicking this link to see it)

Poser, if you are reading this, what did I do to you to make such thing? Tell me.


Help me report the account please!

Thank you, friends!

How are you, blog?

When was the last time I posted an entry here? It seemed like a month had passed already, although it was just few days ago.

Anyway, my week was full of a lot of assignments to do, reports to prepare, and deadlines to meet, plus the time I spend having my training at the pep squad. I'd never been so stressful before. I've been lacking sleep consecutive days already and the result is I look older than what my age should really tell other people who see me.

I admit, I feel so anxious most of the time. I do everything just to finish all my jobs before the deadline to get high grades and be a dean's Lister, to have a good reputation in and out of the school, and to never fail the expectations of the people who knew about my capability.

It's hard, I know. I even attempt to give up several times, but it never happened, and thank you for that. I'm still this person/ student who strives harder to achieve a lot of things I want, to make my family proud of me and to reach my goals.

Aside from all the school works this week, I had my recollection last Friday. I was so blessed to attend that activity because I know God wants me to spend my whole day with Him. I felt renewed and spiritually heeled from all the sorrows I had in my life. I always remember Him every day and every night, and I know He is always by my side to always reach out.

The following day, Saturday, was the final examination of all first year students for their PE subject (I was exempted in that exam because I am a varsity, and varsities do not have to to attend that subject). They were graded with their cheerdance presentation and it was also a sort of competition w/ the other sections. I didn't join my blockmates because I danced at the opening w/ the pep squad (boy, I'm too proud to brag about it!) Not only that, my section was announced as the champions! That was equivalent to a perfect score for their final exam! Hooray for them! hooray for us!

The Pep Squad 

My champion blockmates!

Everything paid off knowing that news. Saturday was just the day for fun and merriment!

Oh, and have I told you that within those challenging days, there is always this one person who adds strength in me? He used to tell me that I'm strong, that we're both strong, that we can accomplish all the work given to us because we can. I love that boy so much. Too bad, we're both apart and busy with our own businesses. But that's okay, there will be a day that we'll meet and enjoy each others company  in wherever place we plan to go. I'm already happy to know that he is happy with all the activities he does, and the little time he spares to update me with his day.

It feels so good to be inspired--- to be in love with the guy who cares for me even without any words unleashed from his voice. I can strongly feel that in my heart *blushing*. Sigh. I can't wait for that special moment of my life :)

It's late in the evening again. I'd better be in bed now.

Good night, world! Let's always pray to have a better tomorrow!

Dream Interpretation seminar

We had an alternative classes in school last week, and the most interesting activity that I have attended was the Dream Interpretation seminar. Our guest speaker that day was Dr. Randy Dellosa. I was surprised and at the same time impressed of who he is when he was introduced to us.

Randy Misael Sebastian Dellosa, popularly known as Doc Randy is a Filipino psychologist and psychiatrist.

He is popularly known as the life coach-psychotherapist of Filipino celebrities and was the resident psychiatrist in the Pinoy Big Brother and Pinoy Dream Academy reality shows of ABS-CBN Network as well as game shows such as Deal or No Deal.

He is distinguished as the first and so far the only Filipino who is both a psychiatrist (M.D.) and a doctor of clinical psychology (Psy.D.) [Source: Wikipedia]

I was also overwhelmed that I was given a chance to talk to him in person when I shared my dream to him and to others who were listening.  He helped me interpret it.


I just can't believe that I've actually faced someone who's really a genius, popular and amazing.


Despite everything negative happening in our country, I'm still proud that I'm a Filipino. There are so many of us just like him.

Hi, Jake!

I wish I was your leading lady in all your movies, but that's quite impossible, so I just wish to meet someone who has the attitude that you portrayed in the movie 'Prince of Persia', and be his one and only leading lady. I would be so glad of having that person in my life.

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Sigh.. I really can't stop day dreaming today. He's just so adorable and irresistible. I was struck again when I watched his movies last night. But behind those, there's this guy I really can't stop thinking about every day and night. I believe he's aware of my feelings. Maybe I'm like this lately because I want to see him face to face (again) and have that long conversation about anything happening in our lives. He's just so-- so-- so-- WONDERFUL!

oh, I said too much already.

Sigh. I hope he knows that I'm just here waiting until my heart stops beating :)

Merry Monday, friends!

9/11

A decade had passed since the terrorists sabotaged the country of America. It seems like yesterday when it happened. But look at it now, still a progressive country. After all the damaged done, the lost lives and values learned, they remain strong and powerful until this very point.

What about us Filipinos? What happened to us? I may still not be in the right age to tell this since I'm still a student, but I can sense that there is really something wrong with us.

Aside from the government officials who are having a hard time counting billions of money that they corrupt from us, our country seemed to look worse than what America should experience when they were bombed by the terrorists.

Look at Japan and the other countries that experienced catastrophic calamities, they easily rise because they have the funds to reconstruct and they have less money owing.  In us? We are about to start a new project, yet we already have a debt to pay.

Do you think that the generation of the Filipinos today can witness a success Philippines, that there will be a day when we there is no much news about the dirty politicians? that everything happening in our country are all nice, that there are less crimes here because many citizens have their decent jobs already, that anywhere here in the Philippines can be a tourist destination?

I am so bored.. so irritated.. why? Because the other countries already made it. And Philippines? I don't know when.

I'll soon tell you what those are.

I wish you could all feel how great I feel right now! I'm just really excited because I'm learning so many new things and trying to do things that I've been meaning to do but haven't for some reason. 

"The last missing ingredient for true change is DISCIPLINE."

Good morning!

If you missed the beautiful sunrise that God made this morning, it's okay. All you have to do is look at the mirror and see a real beautiful creation of God.


Say thank you too!

DIY

Do It Yourself. It's all the rage. Well, in these tough economic times, it makes sense. I mean, if you can figure out how to do it yourself, it's just less expensive to pay someone else to do it, right? So where does that plan break down? It's when you can't figure out how to do it yourself. So now you're breaking things you were supposed to be fixing and often end up paying far more than what you would have because there's so much more damage.

Sigh. Frustration. Here you go again. No matter how I handled my phone with care, it would still end up ruined. Now, I have to let go a  huge amount of money just to have my phone fixed.

"I like the quality of Post. Than the quantity of notes."

Blacked out, but not knocked out.

For as much as it costs, is it worth it? Can you put a price on adrenaline, anxiety, and glory? Some people are all big talk with no results. Others down talk themselves and don't give themselves the credit they deserve. Judging words. Judging height. Judging width. Judging rank. Most importantly, judging attitude.

But none of it matters when it's just you and me. Will my judgements be wrong? Did I stress myself out for nothing? Making it known that I won't be pushed around by you, or you, or you. Making others fall down, not on purpose, but still taken personally by them. Guidance and support on the sidelines. Focus. So much adrenaline that you don't notice your injuries until an hour later. Moment of blackness. Did I just stretch my thighs too much that the muscle injury returned again? Really? Suck it up. Prepare to see me improve my flexibility better.

I confess; for as much as I'm scared about getting seriously injured, I'm more worried about not performing well.

I rehearsed tonight for the opening cheerdance to be presented next two weeks . I can't wait to learn, grow, and have a cheering style of my own.

Let the dreamers continue with their dreaming.

The other morning I was thinking about how I always dream about wanting to do this or that. I'm tired of dreaming. I guess it's fine if you want to be stuck in a never ending dreamland where you can float along and never amount to much. I've had enough. It's time for less dreaming and more doing.

These ideas that I've had in my mind for the past few years, I think it's time I did something with them.

A dream is no good if that's all it ever is.

A brand new day, a brand new life.

I wanted to say good morning to all.


I thank God for giving me another day to spend my time with the people I love, to accomplish all the unfinished tasks, to learn new things, to meet new people, to be able to live the life I always wanted.


It's September 1, the day to start all over again.



Always remember that


“ God is the reason why even in pain, we smile; even in confusion, we understand; even in betrayal, we trust and even in fear, we continue to fight.”


Take care, everyone! Time to go to school.