4 not 5
4D, mayroon tayong ilang timpalak para sa asignaturang Filipino. Pakibasa na lamang ang mga sumusunod para sa karagdagang impormasyon. Salamat.
TULANG ELEKTRONIKO
KAILAN: Ika-3 linggo ng Hulyo hanggang ika-11 ng gabi ng ika-7 ng Agosto. (Sabi sa papel ika-12 ng hatinggabi, kaya di ako sigurado kung alin ang susundin.)
>Para sa ating nasa ikaapat na taon, tayo’y gagawa ng “Maikling Tula/Dagli.” Maaring mayroon o walang sukat o tugma.
>Kailangang ipadala sa pamamagitan ng e-mail sa “csa_filipino@yahoo.com” Para sa mga mag-aaral ng magsusulat ng on the spot, ang pagsulat ay gagawin sa isang particular na oras klase sa Filipino.
>Sa pagpapadala, kailangang nakalakip ang buong pangalan, pangkat, at antas
>Isang account lang ang gamitin sa pagpapadala ng tula.
PAGSULAT NG SANAYSAY (Essay Writing)
KAILAN: Ika-6 ng Agosto, 3:45 – 4:45 ng hapon.
SAAN: Rm. 306-307
>Isa lang ang pwedeng sumali.
>Ibibigay ang tema sa oras ng timpalak
>Magdala lang ng panulat. Ang papel na gagamitin ay ibibigay sa oras ng timpalak.
>Gagamit ng pen name, at magkakaroon ng listahan para malaman kung sino ang sino.
>300-500 salita ang haba ng sanaysay.
MASINIG NA PAGKUKUWENTO (Creative Storytelling)
KAILAN: Ika-11 ng Agosto, 3:45 – 4:45 ng hapon
SAAN: Rm. 207-208
>Isa lang ang pwedeng sumali.
>May dalawang minute ng paghahanda bago i-prisenta ang piyesa.
>Ibibigay ang piyesa sa oras ng timpalak
RADYO DRAMA
KAILAN: Ika-14 ng Agosto, 2:45-3:45 ng hapon
SAAN: Rm. 207 to 210
>8-10 lang ang pwede sumali
>Ibibigay ang tema sa oras ng timpalak
>Tatagal lamang ng 7-10 na minuto.
EXTEMPORANEOUS SPEAKING
KAILAN: Ika-13 ng Agosto, 3:45-4:45 ng hapon
SAAN: Rm. 211
>Isa lang ang pwedeng sumali.
>3rd yr VS 4th yr
>5 – 10 minuto lang.
Michael
Michael
Michael
- Today: Fix room, make assignments
- Thursday: Meeting with Insights staff on the 'net; get my fucking scores; see if I'll still apply for abroad; pay for MTG stuff.
- Friday: Look for scholarships; read up on universities, both local and abroad; study for UPCAT; look up on entrance exams for DLSU, UST, and CEU; write article
- Saturday: ME TIME; play video games and exercise for 4-5 hours (They say it takes 3 hours to fully use up all your carbohydrates before you use up your fat reserves.); check up on stuff.
- Sunday: Secret sexaaay ninja time; Lord time, sana.
- Monday - Thursday: Meeting on Insights (on one of the days, duh), order food, fix my oh-so-hawtandsexay-but-incredibly-stupid&s
low lappy; reinstall Illustrator and Photoshop; study for UPCAT; prepare my applications; prepare for Sabayan; do anything else I have to do - Friday: exercise for 4-5 hours (yes, that will take pounds off of you for sure, unlike some made-up diet you saw on the net), eat healthy, play video games
- Saturday: Anything goes day. Talk with AJ42? :)) Hi, Bes, Thelma, Don!
- Sunday: Secret sexaaay ninja time; Lord time, sana; Plot for my eventual takeover of the world. MUAHARHARHARHARHAR.
As you can see, I had the perfect (meaning, perfect for me, not you; the concept of perfect varies from person to person anyway) schedule. I had ample time to do the school work, work on the Insights, eat, sleep, exercise, do the things I have to do, eat, exercise, play, prepare for my applications, eat, etc. The suspension of classes was really a blessing in disguise.
Oh wait, no. I'm wrong. It COULD HAVE BEEN a blessing in disguise, because of:
Online classes and pamatay homework from my beloved alma mater. :D
My break is ruined. A senior's dreams of going to a good university is crushed. The hard drive will still be full of countless copies of essays from 4th grade. I shall never finishf Shaman King Kang Zeng Bang chapter 299: God End III.
Tataba na naman ako.
- Mood:
extremely happy
Michael
Have you ever wondered how would people around you feel if you died right now?
That got me thinking. You don't see this kind of message everyday. You don't see your friend asking you the same thing everyday too.
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For most people, death seems to be the most horrible thing anyone can think of. A person can't do anything when he's dead. He can't eat, sleep, work, and eat when he's dead. Friendships end and family ties break when someone dies. In many ways, death really is the absolute end of everything.
I think part of this "thinking" (for the lack of a better term. My sisters are watching Banana Split, and seeing scantily-clad women [and men] and thinking don't mix together well) probably lies in the fact that there's uncertainty after death. We're never too sure of what happens after we die. What will ever come out of us after we die? Will we be buried under the sands of time, to be discarded and forgotten by society? Or will we be remembered as important figures in history? We don't have the answer to those questions reagrading death, and that's what makes death more dreadful.
Religion and Philosophy may dictate that there's a life after death - heaven, hell, eidos, metaphysical plane, etc. - but all those ideas are just ideas. We don't have concrete evidence to support the notion that we'll go somewhere after we spend our time here; we only have the words of the faithful and the contemplative to prove there is such a place. And as we all know, talk is cheap. (It's not that I don't believe in the afterlife, but think about it, ain't this true?)
Oh well. If everything manages to be that useless after all, then I'll just make the most of this limited time I have here. Get me a girlfriend and lemme do the things I want, and I'll be fine. After all, life is just like a party - a party to death.
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Random thoughts while typing (and things you, the reader, should remember):
- The width of the "Enter your Blog" is intimidating.
- I seem to forget everything the things I want to write in this piece of crap you call a blog. >:|
- TV, scantily-clad women & men who keep on showing chests, and thinking - not a good mix.
- I think my mouse is broken. :| Not good.
- I'm hopeful that no one thinks my blog promotes nihilism, hedonism, agnosticism, or any of the sort.
- I do not speak nerd on weekends. thankyouverymuch
- I have a specific disdain for my works. I think I can't draw or write (which is true, BTW), even if my peers say otherwise.
- I can only trust certain people for criticism. When people say "that's nice" or "that's cute," that USUALLY (but not ALWAYS) means I can't rely on them for critique.
- I need to sleep earlier.
- I can't stop singing "Oo." Bigo ako sa laro na ito, at wala rin naman siyang pakialam.
- Bumabalik ang lahat sa tuwing nakukulitan~
- Up Dharma Down's video of Sana is just so wonderful. :)) I really like the sepia tones they used. It really looked and sounded like it came from the early 90's/late 80's. The appearance of Kuya Bodjie made it even more nostalgic. :))
- Before this post, I was going to post something about my first few tequila shots all the way back in May. And AJSS 42. Gahd, I MISS YOU, ALL 67 OF YOU GREAT OTIS. :))
- Right, married couples have sex once in a while? Then....OH SHIT. PLEASE. NO. NOT THEM.
- Despite this week being stressful, I enjoyed discussing politics, farce, and stuff with Allan. Ahahaha. AMF.
- Mood:
gloomy - Music:Sana - Up Dharma Down
Michael
What makes this post blogworthy is it's length. Haha. Humongous walls of text. :))
The Possibility of Teenage Love
Imagine this: on a cold summer evening, you’re whisked away to a bare and stony rooftop. A cool breeze flirts with your face, and a warm breath tickles your back. A familiar touch tugs your shoulder, and you find yourself in the arms of your beloved. Your heart begins beating wildly, and you feel a warm rush overcoming your body. You try not to look into his eyes, but you can’t help it. He draws his face closer to yours, then he…
Did that make you feel giddy and warm inside?
No? Then we’re done here. Yes? Not good at all.
Why, you may ask? First, I can’t believe people actually like this “Romeo & Juliet”-esque stuff – this kind of cheesy crap you see in those unbelievable romantic flicks. Second, I just don’t believe in love – the romantic kind that is.
You read that right. I don’t believe in romantic love and I don’t think we have experienced it at all, at least in our age group. Now, before you throw rotten tomatoes at me, please hear me first: we are too young and inexperienced to even know what love truly is. Adolescence is an extremely volatile stage; we are always at the mercy of our hormones. When someone does something sweet or when we find someone looking good all the time, our brains go into overdrive and fill our bodies with chemicals that make us think we are in love, when we are really not. We’re still not used to having testosterone and estrogen filling our bloodstreams during this stage, and we suddenly have these delusions that the person we are attracted to is the person we really love.
Consider this as well: we, teenagers, are beings of convenience, too much convenience. Remember what our corny romantic flicks tell us? True love entails sacrifice. Are we really capable of leaving everything behind for one person when most of us have to depend on our parents for sustenance? That you-and-me-against-the-world idea may seem acceptable at first, but love alone can’t maintain a relationship, neither will it feed your stomachs.
But what may be the most devastating blow to that blasphemy called “romantic teenage love” is this: we’re not really sure of what love is. We have use that four letter word so many times in so many inappropriate cases that the word has lost its true meaning, and that we’re not so sure of it really means. We keep on throwing statements like “I love Anna,” “I love Mark,” and “I love pizza” when we don’t really mean them. We use the word “love” when we really meant attraction, admiration, or addiction to people.
That’s exactly the reason why we’re so confused about love. It’s not love we’re experiencing; it’s just plain attraction. The former is an extremely different ball game compared to the latter. We are attracted to people for so many reasons, but among all those, these three are probably at the top of the list: admiration, stronger friendship, and codependency.
Admiration is not love because there’s no sense of commitment. We admire people for different reasons. Perhaps he’s as handsome as David Beckham or as chic as Audrey Hepburn. Perhaps he/she’s an extremely good football player or one of the most chivalrous persons around. Their good qualities catch our attention so fast that we begin to continually pay attention to what they’re up to, but this is also why admiration can’t be love. Once we’re not interested in them anymore, we discard them like yesterday’s garbage.
Having a stronger friendship is not love because it is what it is – just a friendship. When we start thinking about how we can be more than friends with our respective companions, problems about ruining the friendship arise. When we do decide to take it to the next level, the rashness and unpreparedness of youth show us that it’s not meant to be for us to be with our friends and the relationship then becomes scarred. It can never go back to the way it was before. Perhaps what we really wanted is to be and to talk with them more.
Codependency is not love because there are “no feelings involved”. People get together just because they need something from each other. This goes beyond than your simple give-and-take; with codependency, one can not survive without the other, emotionally, physically, financially, etc., and this is probably the reason why this is the most dangerous form of attraction.
Given all these, can we really say there’s such a thing called romantic love? Can we teenagers really fall in love? The answer is yes. There really is such a thing called romantic love, but we just can’t find it now. Romantic love is what allows both the involved parties to grow together positively, and it requires a lot of maturity, sacrifice, commitment, and perseverance to make it work that way. Those things can’t be found in teenagers like us for we’re too young and too inexperienced; we barely know how things work in this world and how the pieces fit into the bigger picture. We need more time to develop if we are to invest in such an endeavor and labor called love.
But then who knows? Maybe I’m wrong about the matters of love. After all, I just turned 17, and I’m just like you, too young and too inexperienced to know anything in this world.
Michael
The world is a wonderful place, if only there were more pizza.
I've been having dreams more frequently these days, and frankly, I'm not too amused.
This particular one, which happened several days ago, took place in ( Muahahaha. )
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I seriously want to change my layouts in all my public accounts. I want my Multiply, LJ, Plurk, Twitter, and Friendster to have one consistent look.
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Thursday was certainly not a good day for me. A sudden explosive encounter with someone made me almost unable to eat a meal (the temptation to eat is too powerful), plus that business IT proposal made me recall those horrible horrible days of Research. It didn't also help the fact that my favorite pair of shoes got dirty because of the puddles.
On the plus side though, we finally get to use the Wi-Fi in Ateneo. And I didn't get scolded for not going to Eastwood in a taxi alone. Yay!
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In light of what has happened around the world, I urge everyone to go this site - http://doihaveswineflu.org/ - to see if you have been infected by what may be one of the most deadly pandemics ever to face mankind.
- Mood:
contemplative - Music:Summer Lovin'
Michael
( The 100 Questions )
- Mood:
annoyed - Music:Bakit Ngayon Ka Lang - Ogie Alcasid
Michael
You: do they ask if you like anime?
then later on...
Then I learned something today. And shit, was it awesome. Or not. My budding love life is in danger. XD
Michael
( I really wish I have a chance. )
Well, that's the gist of everything. I wanted to include more stuff, but I really have to sleep, and there's still debate training for tomorrow. :| oh well.
- Mood: amused
Michael
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