Noblesse Key

Still a Kid...

2012-02-01T02:43:00.000-08:00

Why I never grow old? It is mainly because of these big eyed characters on television. Yes, I’m still hooked with them. The ANIME world seems to be still so amazing in my eyes.

After I got home from an overnight stay at the office, I turned on the TV and scribble some channels, then here they go again, a queue of my favorite animes. I was supposed to fix myself early because of a report ahead of me. But then again, thirty minutes went to hours of sitting in front of the rectangular image shower.

I got sidetracked and forgot what time it was. I already forgot that I have a report to make. I was just gazing up on the monitor, smiling and laughing when there are punch lines. Now looking back to those times when I don’t care if my shirt is dirty or if my hands are dirty while eating, I realized that I have not changed at all.

The very first cartoon I have ever watched was X-men. It was used by my mom to get myself to study because my award was an episode of it. My mom bought a collection of it and we still had a VHS during those days.

And from that, I never stopped admiring those characters and dreamed that someday I will have a super power. My biggest frustration is to fly. I really want to be able to fly. I still remember those days when I used to have our towels as my cape and hangers as my sword. What a funny normal kid I was.

And, I will never forget that anime who took my virginity, I mean, my innocence. It was the ever erotic FUSHIGI YUUGI (Mysterious play). I was just on fourth grade when I saw it on GMA. I was not that into love stories but that anime really made me realized about the wonders of love. YUCK!

Anyway, back to present…I am now back to myself who has a report. The clock ticks 10: 28 and my class is 11 and I have not taken a bath yet. Yes, I’m the great example of a good student but anyway, I still cherish those times when I was still a kid.

I won AGAIN!

2012-01-31T02:08:00.001-08:00

Yes, the judgment day has come. It was all no hope but we still emerged successful despite that. Who would have thought that a four-page school paper would still win second Best Newspaper among the 15 schools who participated in the national press conference?

I know it is wrong for the EIC himself to think that way but I could not help, I feel inferior towards other schools. But we did it again. Last year, we bagged Best News Story for my article “Sojor orders PE teachers to return number tag fee,” Best Editorial and Best Editorial Cartoon.

I was in utter shock to hear our name as the second Best Newspaper. I was really in disbelief. When I actually received the certificate, I was really really happy because I must have done something good as the EIC to be able to gain such recognition.

I want to congratulate all my staff as well.

But the shock did not end there. I actually also won 2^nd Best Newspaper layout. I won without anyone teaching me the basics of lay-outing. With all the ridicules coming from here and there, HAH! boo yaaH, sore loser. Eat my award! Booger spatter!

I guess what really justifies myself are these awards. I feel rejoiced with these awards in my hands. I may be lacking in so many ways, but still, I could say that I have done a commendable job.

What I got for Christmas!!!

2012-01-31T01:29:00.000-08:00

I know it's a little bit late but anyway, I just want to share this cute little bear inside a mug with a spoonette (little spoon) gift. It was given by Rolyn, my associate editor in the pub. And yes, it was quite predictable but, I guess with my brain, everything is predictable. Teehee!!!

Life After Death

2012-01-30T02:24:00.000-08:00

The day I almost left this world and the day I almost got rich happened in an instant that I was not able to fathom what really had happened.

At the dawn of January 28, around 1:30 am, I and the rest of the delegates at Bacolod were strolling at the lagoon taking pictures every now and then. When we were exactly at the intersection, an ambulance came rushing while an FX was hurrying. The ambulance almost hit the Fx, it was just a matter if seconds before the collision. The Fx was directly towards our path. We could have been rampaged by the Fx from the ambulance of the full speed ambulance.

Intersection of Barangay 9, Purok Rose

To my shock, I was not able to move a muscle. Then I realized that my reflexes were slow. Jollibee was just near so we decided to take a chill a think what just happened but to our surprise the ambulance came back and were asking if we had gotten the plate number of the Fx. Yes, we were witnesses of an uneventful accident.

To my regret, I was not able to take the plate number of the car which could have killed me and I, of all people, a future journalist, was not able to help. I was indeed disappointed of myself.

And I thought the party ends there. It is now already 2 am.

Going back to the bar, a ride away from the place where I almost died. Right at the very exit of the bar, were two young adults and a foreigner. The two young adults were punching and kicking the foreigner, an American perhaps. We had a camera at hand but we did not take any pictures.

Just outside Sibeeria Bar

We were watching, enjoying the scene. The guards were just looking as well, useless as I may say. After the American went dead on the floor, the young perpetrators tried to get a tricycle but the driver refused to give them any ride.

Then, the crowd came and gathered to what seems to be a dead person but he was alive, unconscious perhaps. They were in a state of confusion to what had happened.

Then the relatives and friends of the victim came riding in there luxury cars, asking if there were any witness to the crime. There were many people who saw it but nobody identify the two men. And yes, then time when we almost got rich came. They were giving away only FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND to those who can point the two men. And what could have been better than a photograph. Yes, that amount of money just slipped out hands.

It was too late for any regrets. But, that was the second time that I could have solved something.

Anyways, I'm still alive and ready to kick some butts.

He's Beautiful...

2012-01-20T21:23:00.000-08:00

Just another overnight at the office, another story to read.

I have come across this manga titled “Houou Gakuen Misoragumi,” which the main character is a 15 year old lesbian. It was the first that I’ve ever read a story with such character but I just gave it a try.

As what mothers would most likely do, they want to interfere with their children’s lives. So she enrolled Kei (the name of the girl/lesbian) in an all-boys school hoping that being with boys will make her a GIRL. And her mother would even get happy if she’ll get pregnant. But the problem is that, Kei has a phobia of boys and feels ill when she’ll have skin contact with one.

Moreover, Yui, Kei’s roommate and childhood friend, agreed to Kei’s mom's plot, hoping that Kei would like him in the process. But Kei is certain that she only likes girls and they were only 5 years old when they met that Kei no longer recognize Yui after ten years.

Later on, Kei’s Mom’s plan is slowly succeeding since there are significant improvements on Kei’s action towards the opposite sex. Also, Kei is starting to like Kousuke, her classmate who has been very kind to her. Kousuke though is very innocent about the true identity of Kei. The both of them grew close each day. But their closeness brought envy to Yui.

So Yui told Kei that he hates her so much. Hearing that, Kei could not think of any reason why would Yui hate her. It kept on bothering her. She tried to talk with Yui but Yui just ignores her, making her more curious.

So much for that, not being able to talk with Kei is also tormenting Yui apart. He was feeling really sorry for himself. And not long, he felt ill. In the infirmary, Kei finally caught Yui. Kei was insisting her questions, asking why Yui’s avoiding her?

With nowhere else to run, Yui confessed to Kei that he did not mean what he said. He just said those words so that Kei would think of the reason why and eventually be preoccupied by him ONLY. Thus eliminating Kousuke’s presence. Kei was angry because of that but before she could spout any word. YUI KISSED HER!...and Yui felt asleep after that leaving Kei in confusion.

But what made Kei more confused is that she didn’t not feel ill and more importantly, she did NOT hate it. In relation, Kousuke was actually at the door listening and knew that Kei was actually a GIRL.

On the other hand, Kei’s father knew what her wife did to their daughter and decided to get his daughter back. Though Kei looks like a boy and has a strong personality, in her father’s eyes, she was his little angel and a vulnerable princess.

So when Kei’s father came to the school, Kei was relieved since she could continue flirting with girls, but part of her heart was telling her not to go. But she did leave otherwise. Yui is still sick and Kei is gone.

At home, Kei’s mom told her about her and Yui meeting at the hospital. And they become such good friends. But they had a quarrel and as fate did no longer made them meet each other. Also, Kei’s mom recalled how Kei had her fear of boys (Kei was attacked with sumo wrestlers when she was younger).

After hearing the story, Kei wanted to go back to Houou Gakuen and tell Yui how sorry she was for not recognizing him. So, Kei went to the hospital and apologized to Yui. But Yui cannot face Kei because of the thought that he kissed her.

Then suddenly out of the blue, Kei asked “Yui, do you like me? You did kiss me!” But Yui just answered “I don’t remember that…” “Why?” asked Kei. Then Yui smirked at said “Because I’m sick.”

But the rumor that Kei was actually a girl spread in the school and staying there was already impossible. So, their love story will come to an end? No, because Kei became a regular student of the school. How did that happen? Read at www.mangahere.com .

Yeah, I have read a hundred of mangas and manwhas but this was my first time writing a blog like this and I'm planning to start doing this.

BAD Mouth...TSK!

2012-01-20T01:57:00.000-08:00

It’s part of growing up. I already forgot when it started but I am becoming worse every day. I did not like it before but I’m doing it now. Tsk, what a scum I have become.

“IYOT TA,” two words that I can easily spout. Now, let me ask you, can you say these words? I think most of you can’t. It’s very vulgar. I even sent a group message and waited if someone will reply. And yes, many did. HAHA!

When I was younger, I really despise people saying those words because they are very obscene and improper. And now, I’m doing so.

At first, I thought it was fun, just for fun. Never did I care what other people may think. I said to just anyone I met at the restaurant, bar, or even in the street. And most of them have a positive reply, a smile in particular, and I already know what it meant. It might be because of my not-bad physique.

I tried to stop it. But then again, it’s just normal in the adult world, and I’m an adult now. The people that I hang out with are very vulgar as well. It would be awkward to act reserve in front of them.

IYOT TA

Is part of the heart

AORTA pronounced with Brtitish accent is iyot-ta

Yes, this is what I’m talking about. If ever you’re thinking of other things, then your mind is corrupted.

I am INSIDIOUS...

2012-01-18T02:51:00.000-08:00

The pressure strikes again. Peer pressure. The most awkward moment is when your classmates are talking about their love lives and yet you don’t have anything to share. I tried to change the topic but apparently that action caught me red-handed and became the talk of the town. I faked a smile and acted as if I didn’t care, pulled something in my bag to divert the attention BUT it was no good, they won’t budge in.

So anyway, enough with that, this blog is not about my love life or anything. It’s about being hated (this is the superlative form) for being true to myself. Three years ago, I applied BELOW as a Creative writer but unfortunately for them I was not hired. Well, according to them, I was qualified intellectually but I was just “TOO boastful and working with me would be hard.” I didn’t mind, working with judgmental people won’t do me any good either.

But the problem now is that, it has been three years but they still have not recovered from that incident. The former EIC, now Adviser, verbally said that she does not like because I’m “boastful.” She told that to her staffs which apparently includes one of my classmates. Like, she only met me for a day and she concluded that way. Though she’s right, why hate me? I really don’t get it, why does she care so much about me?

I know that the ABOVE and BELOW organizations have indifferences but what does it relate to me. I really don’t have any grudge towards them but why do they have one towards me. Is my aura that strong that it is hard for them not to notice or forget me? I can’t say that they’re insecure because the natures of our jobs are different, well, theirs is way easier.

TUG-ANAN sa Norsunian

And now, NGANONG.

Yes, they actually made a page just to make fun of our film “Ranulfo.” If I’m not mistaken, the brother of the latter made the page because he was the assistant director of one of the films and she agreed to it because she was the writer of the story of another film. (The situation may not be true but most likely it’s close to reality) For God’s sake, it is already 2012 and they have not recovered yet.

But what really pisses me off is whenever they (staffs of the BELOW) come across any of my classmates; they say the word “Nganong” (an awkward line in the film) and laugh. The other day, it just so happen that they did that to me, that’s was totally uncool. Where’s the word “RESPECT”? Respect of one as an individual, as a fellow student, and as a leader of an institution.

Bird brains really can’t accept defeat. My list of UGLY, STUPID and BITTER people seems to be getting longer and longer. I really hate being laughed by UGLY people because it really touches my pride. UGLY people with UGLY character.

For so long, I have been silent. But that was the last time. Is it really that hard to admit defeat? I think YES, it’s hard but that’s what we call competition. SPORTSMANSHIP.

As what I have observed, that is what people feel when they underestimate me.

Lesson learned: DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE KENNETH B. PAEL OR ELSE YOU’LL END UP UGLY, STUPID, AND BITTER.

Sorry, just admire myself...

2012-01-17T03:27:00.000-08:00

RANULFO: An Early Christmas Gift

2011-12-03T21:11:00.000-08:00

CHECK THIS LINK:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mZCsCPW0e2A

TAKE NOTHING BUT PICTURES;

LEAVE NOTHING BUT FOOTPRINTS;

KILL NOTHING...BUT TIME.

On a very hectic Saturday morning, a bunch of idiots had a meeting for a short film they will make. After few hours of laughs and brain storming, they have come up with a story. Right after they had taken their lunch, they went straight to the cinematographers for the orientation of the film. After a thorough deliberation, all have decided to take shoot on Thursday.

Since the number one idiot is in-charge of the businesses concerning the film. The idiot literally became crazy running to and fro without taking a bath. It was such a hassle since the idiot was the genius of another side of his school life.

Monday, it’s the last day of Ramadan. Tuesday, the idiots had a meeting for their costumes and roles. Wednesday, as early as 5 am, the idiots have already risen up for as early as 7am; they need to go the location of the shoot. But unfortunately, the idiots were troubled since the budget was not in hand.

The governor was quite against the idiot’s budget proposal though it was just reasonable. The idiot actually gave the governor a mouthful of words before he did give the budget. I was at the top of my patience. You don’t mess with an idiot. So that afternoon, the idiots had their rehearsal and blocking. It was fun, so much fun.

At night, the idiots had dinner in one table, talking and laughing endlessly. They were really happy. Before they sleep, they had a meeting so that they’ll have a smooth sail the next day. It was also like a vacation in advance since they stayed at a resort.

So early in the morning, the idiot and his assistant woke up early to prepare the breakfast for the other idiots. Thursday, the time to shoot has come. It was so obvious that the actors were nervous since it was the first that other people were watching them while they were acting.

During the meal, there was a huge collision of ideas when a suggested scene was deliberated. The idiots fought that the scene was of no connection to the story. It was such a long process which actually took some time. In the end, the scene was agreed to be carried on with the idiot being at ease of course.

Friday, the last day of shooting. It rained hard; it was a jinx in gloom. The idiots were troubled with the weather. But fortunately, the sun came and brought light to the despair of the idiots. How tiring it was. When all has been done, it’s time for swimming. There was a pool at the resort so they made use of the opportunity.

In the middle of fun, a cell phone rang and broke the laughter. It was their teacher; he was in rage for not consulting him with the film. He was the one who taught them about the ways of the camera and theatre as well. He was angry specifically with the idiot. So pool time is over. Spoiler for short but they understood him. They really do. But there is nothing that they can do anymore, all has been made.

The idiots did not aim to just join but to win. They were so competitive to the extent that they were already quite annoying. They haven’t joined a contest that they have not won. They were the best.

On the second night of the Founders Week, it was time to know who bested on screen. The entries were shown one after the other. Before “Ranulfo” was “Josephine” from the College of Tourism and Hospitality Management. It was a nice film, the audience were shouting and applauding. With a good film shown before theirs, the idiots went frantic and felt double of the pressure.

When “Ranulfo” was shown, the audience was silent, as if there was no reaction at all. The number one idiot felt sad, tears were about to fall. The casts of “Josephine” were confident that they would win. He could not take the pressure, so he got out the gym and went to his comfort zone, his office, and his home. He busted his sentiments to his subordinates, he was angry and sad.

But there was nothing that he can do, he couldn’t change the events. He was thinking lots of things, mostly bad. It’s now time to face the truth, the idiots won’t make it. It’s time to lose.

The awarding has come. The university president as the chairman of the board of adjudicators spearheaded the announcement of winners. And there it was, the first award of the night, the trophy for the Best Story. That’s was the idiot’s category. He was the brain of “Ranulfo”. Speaking of pressure, one cannot fathom what the idiot felt.

Every word the president spouts was reverberating in his ears. He felt numb and nervous, very nervous.

“The Best Story…the Best Story…the Best Story goes to the college…the college…of…Arts and Sciences!!!…Kenneth Pael for the film “Ranulfo.”

The idiot shouted endlessly, the idiot was nostalgic while walking the ramp towards the trophy he worked hard. The feeling was surreal that it was hard to sink in. In the idiot’s brain was “I won!? I won…Yes! Yes!!! YES!!!!!!”

And because of that, the other idiots felt alive. They were like plants in a desert that experienced rain. In the end we brought home four out of eight awards. Best Actress, Best in Cinematograpy, and most of all, the over-all champion, BEST PICTURE.

We would like to congratulate the other entries:

Josephine from the College of Tourism and Hospitality Management (Best Director)

Lihim from the College of Agriculture and Forestry (Best Actor)

Amor y Sangre from Bais City Campuses (Best Supporting Actor)

Pamahiin from Bayawan-Sta. Catalina Campus (Best Supporting Actress)

D' Amnesia Gay from the College of Business and Accountancy

A Huling Hinagpis from the College of Education

Langub na naay panaad from Mabinay Campus

Hands Up from the College of Nursing, Dentistry, Pharmacy, and Allied Health Sciences

Confidential from Siaton Campus

Ang Pagsalop from the College of Engineering and Architecture

Adik sayo, Awit sa akin from the College of Industrial Technology

Rescue from the College of Maritime Education

Asahag from Bais City Campuses

Be a Certified NARCI!!!

2011-11-17T01:05:00.000-08:00

Everybody wants to look good but it is certainly true that not everybody looks good. But looks does not matter if we’re talking about camera whores. By this article, let me orient you on what are the PROs and NOs on picture taking. Learn and let out the Narci in you.

Tip No.10
Have plastic surgery. No matter how you look like as long as your nose is not big, there is no problem at all. The nose is the most essential part of the face. It can make or break your life.

Tip No.9
Show your asset. I think everyone has a good characteristic in them. Even a single asset can do a lot. Find that asset now!

Tip No.8
Never volunteer to take the picture. Of course, you wouldn’t be visible if you are the one taking the picture. What’s the purpose of a picture without your face in it. Remember when you skip pictures where you are not included. So never volunteer.

Tip No.7
Stay close to people who are not so good looking. I mean, if you want to look good then stay away from people who look better than you since that will be a reason for comparison. Everybody has insecurities beneath their skin; it is just that there are ways to avoid them.

Tip No.6
Dress to impress. You will never know when a pictorial will occur so be at your best outfit all the time. Always remember that photos nowadays last a lifetime. So if you don’t want to look like a vagabond in your photos. Start getting your closets open.

Tip No.5
Be prepared. Never join pictorials unprepared. Never budge in directly or else you’ll look like a character on horror movies. Certainly, the most common thing to happen to that picture of yours is that it will be circulated through Facebook. And you’ll see all the comments piling up, degrading you.

Tip No.4
Be confident. As I told you, you do not have to look good in person for you to look good in pictures. Yes, that’s right, I know I’m also good looking in person but I’m making this article for you. Yes, YOU. So be confident and believe that you are beautiful/handsome…inside.

Tip No.3
Know your best angle. It is very important for you to know your best angle so that you’ll look good no matter what camera is used. So, start staring the mirror and know what angle you look good at. It is also good to take photos with your cellphones to have actual results.

Tip No.2
Take the biggest space. With limited area, it is very important that you will be seen. So kick some people out of the picture for you to have a better position. Cover them if they won’t budge in. And by that you’ll be the attention grabber.

Tip No.1
Don’t let other people have the spotlight. It’s nice to take solo pictures but it’s much better to take group pictures where you stand out. In short, be different. Go against the flow and certainly you’ll be the one catching most of the eyes.

Memorize the all the tips. Internalize all the tips. And apply all the tips. There you have it. The 10 fast and easy ways to become a certified Narci.

Mr. College of Arts and Sciences, AKO?

2011-10-24T23:53:00.000-07:00

I was walking with Crystal on my way to CAS 108 to pay for the FUPTA Fee. While talking, I heard a familiar voice calling “Dong…dong!” I was not sure if it was me so I just ignored it. But Crystal caught my attention so I did turn my cheek and there she was, the Queen of CAS, Dean Fe Violeta B. Taring.

Fe: Dong, ikaw atong Mr. CAS

Me: Huh? Dili ra ko Ma’am.

Fe: ikaw ra gud dong.

Me: hahahahahhaha…si Ma’am oh…hahahahahah…dili ra ko Ma’am

Fe: Ikaw ra jud among kuwaon.

Me: hahahhaha…pass ra ko Ma’am…pass sa Ma’am

Fe: What if we'll insist?!!!

Me:haahahaha…sige Ma’am…una ra ko.

What an unexpected event. I did not saw that coming. Me? Directly given an offer by the Dean, I was totally blown. Unfortunately, not all opportunities should be grabbed. But I’m more than happy to have a chance like that. Hahahahhaha…I’M SOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE!!!!!!!!!

I guitar my heart out

2011-10-16T19:05:00.000-07:00

I have always loved music. It has been my frustration actually for not be able to learn a single song. I have given up on that dream of becoming a singer but I already have a new passion. Learning how to guitar, well, is does not require a good voice. It is very blissful to see how good-looking I am while holding a guitar that’s why I have to learn how to guitar.

Oh well, here it goes. Like any guitarist, I have this “rock ‘n roll” dream to make my audience scream as I strum the strings of my guitar. It is not great to strum the guitar as if it’s going to break, it will be totally mind blowing. Key, the Rock God. Wow!!! Sounds cool.

Okay, I really won’t mind if you’ll make this as your wallpaper. Hahahhahahahahaah!!! Kidding aside, I must share that this is so unplanned. I woke up that morning and I’m already holding the guitar then a photographer went by and she just can help but take a picture of me. I am so in awe of that photographer.

It would not hurt if I’ll pose like this right? I mean, everyone has a gentle side to them. It really is nice to rock but it’s quite amusing to stay cute for awhile. Not everyone likes to rock but I think no one can resist this cute creature holding that borrowed guitar.
Is it just me or I really ooze with hot steaming sex appeal here. I never thought that I can look sexy. Hahahahahha. Cute and sexy, hmmm, I guess it’s not bad. See how I open my mouth, as if I was really singing. What the smurf!!!

So, singing is not for me but guitars are.

Bagulbul na lang taman...

2011-10-11T05:35:00.000-07:00

As I concluded the meeting for TN this evening, one crystal clear realization has come to my mind. Like last semester, I am still alone (not actually, maybe, but in general) in my fight to change the course of the publication. “Imu na nang problema!” let me repeat “Imu na nang problema!”…these were the words of some my staffs.

I can’t seem to fathom how they were able to say that straight to my face. Is it too much to ask for cooperation? Is having fun really that enticing as to neglect how I would feel when my staff is having fun while I'm in the middle of work which is in the first place not mine. Bad person again, huh!

Why does number always overrule what is right? (Sembreak??? wow, maypa sila maghappy-happy na, ma-ulaw pud ko gub-on ilang lipay-lipay, boanga nako much, baga.a nako ug nawong!!!, sorry kayo mga senyorito at senyorita but I’m not your servant, naa nay nakauna ana nga linya.)

Why does incompetence emerge though you’ve given your best shot to show them commitment? I guess I’m just stuck with the wrong people. Or maybe, I’m just out of place. I really wonder if I don’t belong here or it’s the other way around. (AO ko diri dapit, aduh, kapuy edit.)

But I’m not losing hope; I can still see a glimpse of hope. The new sprouts, I hope, will be able to do what I haven’t. Anyways, I still have one semester to try again. Kasi naman, asa na gud tung Kenneth nga puro ra “yawa” ang mugawas sa baba….tsk tsk…muo pay na-EIC, karun na hinuan gabinut-an, butol much!!!

Kung dili pa lang jud ko cute…ay na!!! Unsaon taman level one ra man intawaon akong lagot taman. Pero char lang...Ano man ang mangyari, simula ng maging bahagi ako ng TN, FIRST TIME na naka 12 issue na up-to-date sa first semester. ACHIEVEMENT NA RIN YUN...

Ohh...lantawa na, ganiha ga.emote karun lipay napud...hala sige, diri na lang kay kung asa pa ko muabut ani.

Caught in a Bad Romance

2011-10-10T14:43:00.000-07:00

There's a fire starting in my heart and it’s reaching a fever pitch that’s bringing me out the dark. But how can something so wrong feel so right all along. You got my heartbeat running away; beating like a drum and it’s coming your way. You got me crazy, oh yes, you got me starstruck.

Everybody needs an inspiration especially when the nights are low. Everything comes out naturally when you are with me. You are the thunder and I am the lighting. Don’t know if it’s a hush but I’m missing you so much, a moment without you is certainly like a year without rain.

You are the best thing that has ever been in my life. You got a smile that could light up a town. It is true that all I need was somebody to love. But there’s just something about love that breaks your heart.

The scars of your love remind me of us and I just can’t help thinking that we could have had it all, but now I’m just rolling in the deep. Never mind, I’ll find someone like you and I wish nothing but the best for you, too.

Certainly, you were so young when I first saw you.

I whip my hair

2011-10-03T01:13:00.000-07:00

Epilogue: The last time I have posted something in this page was when I was still that 20-year old virgin and now, certainly, I’m still that person. If you’re expecting the otherwise, then, I GOT you. Anyways, the reason for such long-time-no-posting occurrence was that I’m busy. Yes, busy in the sense that I have free time yet my mind is bombarded with things I need to think carefully so thinking of words that I could post in this page was quite impossible. But I’m here now.

For the past fast months, I have been in different appearance. It‘s not about my face but my hair. Yes, only my hair changes but the innocent face in still there.

So, I’m going to start January.

So if you are wondering where I took these pictures, it is at the Provincial Hospital. I was making my investigative report about prostitution and I was just outside the door of DOH. I was waiting for my interviewee because she was still talking with someone. I really got bored. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

Here comes February.

I got the balloons from Jollibee because they had a promo for Valentines. I, with Cheeno and Caroline, was supposed to go back to the university when the rain fell. It was so hard that we did not have a choice but to take a shed on the cell shop nearby. 20 minutes have passed yet the rain is not ending. I was annoyed by that considering that we were in a hurry. I need to do something. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

Let’s March.

I just woke up and there was a brownout. Mom was not yet finished with the cooking. For some reason, I got tired washing my face. Then, I recalled that it was a trend in Kpop idols to take pictures of themselves right after they wake up to prove that they are really good-looking. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

April it is.

I’m at Cebu for my OJT. I was riding a jeepney going to the capitol. But we met a collision between an SUV and a taxi which have generated a heavy traffic. I am now stuck with the scene.-a scene which was not interesting for me. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

May has finally arrived.

I am waiting for the meeting of the governor to end. I was with other media men outside the press conference room. I have read a ton of magazines and a couple of newspapers but the meeting was not done yet. I felt sleepy but it would be informal to sleep there. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

June again!!!

I decided to have my hair cut since as the EIC, I need to be more formal and neat. It was a relief as well since it is already quite troubling for other people to mistaken me as a girl. It is quite embarrassing especially at public places. There was no internet connection at the office. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

Next is July.

My hair grew a bit. I was eating with my classmates at Gemini. After the meal, we were chitchatting, however, I was out of placed for some reason. I really had no idea about their topic. Instead of feeling lonely. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

I never thought that it was already August.
Just as fast as time, I already grew a long hair. Yeah, I’m in the classroom and as usual, waiting for my tardy teacher. Life is just unfair. I talked with my classmates but they were no good, boring and no sense of humor. It’s more of a waste of time talking to them. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

Wake me up when September ends.
I dyed my hair for a change, from brown to black. I was annoyed with people telling me that I am a Justin Beiber look-a-like. I am Korean not a JB fan. It was the simplest thing to do unless JB dyes his hair with black as well. At home, feeling bored. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

It is now October.

Another ordinary day, I was waiting for a PC to be free but no one seems to surrender. My oh my, the waiting time is killing me. So I got a comb and faced the mirror. I played with my hair. And encountered the EMO me. I was stunned how my hair resembled like that. So I took my BB and that’s the story.

So you see, I am not a narcissist, I just get bored fast. It is different, right?

My Farmville

2011-08-26T00:47:00.000-07:00

As I have long endured the hardships to become rich, alas, it finally paid off. I have put up a hundred hectare paradise full of my favorite fruits and vegetables. So let me tour you to my world. Up is my man-made falls, an exact replica of the famous Niagara Falls which was meticulously crafted by the finest architects and engineers in the entire universe. It took almost a day for its completion. The catch is that it is run by gravity there is no electricity used (it is for a fact).

Since it's illegal to buy an island here in the Philippines, I just made one. It has a total span of 2o hectares with amusement parks, malls, and every establishment there in the world. It took almost a week to gather all the soil needed for my Island. I call it Isle Esme.

For the record, I really like my piranhas because they have eaten a number of my enemies. They are not stubborn like dogs and cats, you just give them a live human being and they are already happy, quite simple right? I love my Piranhas.

Honey Dew Melon, also called as fruit for the Gods. It is really fit for a person who's as rich as me. I can even buy a place in Olympus. The sweet taste of its flesh and its capturing juice is ecstatic. Poor people can never afford such fruit.
Bottle Gourd is in a perfect shape to smash the faces of my irresponsible staffs. I hate lousy people so I really like the shape of this vegie. When they don't water the plants on time, it really pisses me off. I am paying my farmers 10k an hour so they should work efficiently.

For my silky, smoother than porcelain skin, I have my sweet tomatoes for that. It was one of my secrets, the Key's Secret. However, I'm sharing it with you since you (the reader) can never lay a finger on these types of tomatoes. They are especially cultured in my farm, the first and only in the universe.

Since I strongly believe in the order of things. I hired a thousand of world-known scientists to develop a variety of eggplant shaped like an egg and not like a p*nis. It has been a long time irony for eggplants to shape like that. I am quite sensitive to this kind of matter as well.
A banana called thousand fingers. I bet with just its name you already know why I like this fruit. Yes, it is because of its roots. Anyways, I must admit that I personally talk to thieves to stole a trunk from the garden of Eden. Certainly, it was worth the price.
That's my cow, Maria Silvia Estepania Eleonora Alberta Cheena Paula Keina Persia Junrela Goldsmith. She is my source of money. Actually, I'm just an indigent farmer. But then, ever since "she" came I became lucky. Aside from the fact that her shit turns to gold.

I hope you enjoyed my quick tour. Stupendous! Bon Jour! Amazing!

It was them...now it's ME

2011-08-17T04:32:00.000-07:00

Looking back when I was still a larva trying to find my way into the publication, what I recall the most is the fear that I feel whenever I talk to editors. One will certainly tremble to face the criticisms of the editors. But somehow I’ve surpassed all of them and I, for two and a half months now, am an EIC myself.

As my final journey in this roller coaster ride sooner or later come to an end, allow me to pay tribute to the EICs who shaped me to being the EIC you know now.

Junrell A. Calunod with me in the TN office

He calls himself stupidly perfect and I certainly agree. He was indeed scary considering he stands more or less six feet. He was the all around EIC from editing, lay-outing, photography, webpage designing and drawing. He was an ace. The office was clean and organized. The staffs are well behaving during meetings. His commands were absolute. I really envy the authority that he has.

But frankly speaking, he was a disappointment. In spite his exemplary skills, his leadership was not outstanding. The “parokya-parokya” culture he showed was unbearable (no need to explain). He also was kind of possessive of the things like computers; I could still recall the time when there is no Facebook, Youtube, and etc. He is not that good with money as well (hahahahah…all that I can do is laugh).

Hard work. Intelligence. Strong will. Qualities I truly admire and have absorbed. Also, I’ve learned not to commit the same mistakes.

Jeremiah G. It-it with me in his house because it's his birthday

He calls himself second timer and I was just like him. We both failed at first try but we’ve reached the top. He was very kind; well, way kinder than me. I really like his kind personality. During his time, he was the best writer both news and feature (I am talking about the number of articles being published). He was gentle. Too gentle that he was not fit for EIC. He was elected as EIC from being a senior writer. I must say that he lacks experience of being an editor.

I once said to myself how weak he can be crying in front of his staffs. But now I’ve realized how wrong of me thinking that way. I finally understood what he felt, having staffs who are narrow-minded and stupid. But he gave up the fight. Anyways, the reason I became an editor was because he quitted and I was the most suitable staff for the vacant position.

Kindness. Initiative. Qualities I have learned from my ever good EIC. Of course, I won’t quit like he did.

Maria Margarita T. Narvasa with me during the TN Christmas Party

She calls herself Princess but for me she’s a Queen. She is a good speaker and bubbly. She was not the hard working type but she is my idol. She taught me how to laugh despite all the problems. She showed how important I am and I really like it. Of course, I like it when she recognizes my efforts. She increased my honorarium and scholarship, I thank her for that.

I really like the way she thinks, it is so similar to mine. She doesn’t like idiots, I mean people who are slow in pick up, but sometimes she finds it cute. She was like a big sister, supporting me, in every aspect. She is the reason why I feel confident of myself. She’s born on May 21, 1991 and I was born on May 22, 1991. I guess I was destined to be next to her.

Joker. Wit. Confidence. Qualities I have used in order for me to succeed. Yet, I can’t let other staffs say that I’m not doing my job accordingly.

Hard work. Intelligence. Strong will. Kindness. Initiative. Joker. Wit. Confidence. Though with these qualities that I have acquired, being a perfect EIC is still so hard. However, sometimes I thought if it is me who has glitches or it is time for others to think what’s wrong with them?

Love Me...Hate Me...

2011-08-10T04:20:00.000-07:00

At the very entrance of the gate, a maniac-looking person is there. His name is ME. Okay, it was not in the plan for me look like that. The photo was nice but it was just not ME. The ME who is funny and a good-joker. It was indeed a product of misconception. I think I got humiliated for quite a bit.

Anyways, I finally fulfilled my biggest frustration to become a "model." I know it was as wild as it can get but thanks to my society who realized it. I mean, not everyone is given the opportunity to do so. Finally, I got my picture taken in a photo studio aside from the yearbook.

It was indeed a mixture of happiness and anxiety.

I feel anxious now of myself, when I walk the aisles of this university. People stare at me which for God’s sake what I really hate the most. Because when they do that, I don’t know if they are thinking good or bad about me. I really hate being stared because it feels like being stripped from your clothes. YUCK!!!. And I don't like to hear comments, good or bad, because it blows my balance.

Happiness for I have finally, before I graduated, gone out of my shell. Back then when I was in high school, the ME was just in the corner feeling sorry and ugly for myself. It was a gloomy experience but I have found my spotlight. Love ME, Hate ME, say what you want about ME but still I'm ME.

So, win or most likely lose. I’m already the winner of mine own game.

KUHA MO!!!

2011-08-06T04:56:00.000-07:00

Okay, sadyang ang bilis ng panahon, noon bumabasa lang ako ng ganitong post, ngayon ako na ang gumagawa...Sa pictorial na naganap noong Sabado, marami sa amin ang nagbago. Marami ang gumanda at gumwapo. Presenting the lovely and hunk staffs of TN 2011-2012.

Kalabaw lang ang Tumatanda

Rolyn (Ms. B)-Assoc Editor

Bakit nga ba Miss B? Dahil siya ay beautiful, bright, bubbly, and BABA-ON. Yes, yan ang asset niya. kung wala ang bibig niya, hindi na si Rolyn yun. Malaki ang expectations ko sa santa santita na babaeng ito. Thou shall not spit bad words, Amen!!!...AMEN!!!

Rina (Ms. Twotimer)-News Ed

Kung ano man yang iniisip mo sa kanya, hindi yan ang gusto kong sabihin. Ang ibig sabihin niyan ay maliit man ang kanyang boses ay napaka-pranka niyan magsalita. Mahilig makipag-away kahit na sa mga malilit na bagay yan ay ayon kay Ren...AYAW SIYAGIT RIN...

Pierce (Mr. Mister)-Webpage Developer

Malaki ang pasasalamat ko sa iyo, KUYA Pierce...YES!!!

Shenmae (Ms. Ate)-Senior Writer

Ang Leader-leaderan ng mga doxology girls, ATE ng lahat ng staff. Familiar ang damit na sinuot mo dito ATE...Christmas party lang...Recycle Bin...Wala akong pake kung Sojor ka ATE...Ang huling salita na maiibigay ko sayo ATE ay hindi pantay ang kulay ng legs mo...HAHHAHA...

Paul (Mr. False Gay)-Artist

Ikaw lang ang lalaking ang galing magpost ng ganyan, di siya irritating sa mata...Iba rin ang trip mo. Salamat sa mahusay na drawings kahit medyo late kung minsan. Tao lang ang ugali. At isa pa, ikaw lang ata ang hindi tumaba sa ating batch...TSK TSK...

Myrna (Ms. Honest)-Writer

Tanungin mo siya kung maganda siya, sasabihin niya hindi. Diba ang Honest...just kidding...isa sa mga cute na doxology girls...malalim mag-isip at minsan magaling rin magbiro. Effort sa costume...at dahil si Psyche ka, abay dapat maganda ka sa IPR, partner mo ang EIC...DON'T READ MY MIND...

Cherry (Ms. kana namin)-Writer

Kung may Narci man dito, ikaw na yun...sa lahat ng meeting sa pictorial ka lang umattend, di lang yun, sa may kain pa...iba talaga ang pang-amoy mo sa pagkain...alam kong mahirap but your EIC is here to back you up...GO GO GO Out...

Lycel (Ms. Muscles)-Business Manager

Hoy!!! Bakit ganyan ang pose mo? baka ma.distort ang baby...Congrats nga pala...Invite na lang sa binyag...Medyo nag-uulyanin na tayo ah... Alam kong miss mo na si Caroline, pero parang awa mo na, iwasan ang paglimot sa mag bagay-bagay...Salamat nga pala sa H...Salamat rin sa understanding at patience, I really treasured it...JOKE!

Lincoln (Mr. Ako ang ginatawag na Linx)-Photographer

Super scary...

Jeffrey (Mr. Racket shooter)-Writer

Mayaman ang taong ito, di na po mabilang kung ilan ang mukhang dinapuan ng kanyang palad. Make-up dito at make-up doon. Madalas rin po manlibre. Matalino kahit hindi halata. Lalaking -lalaki kung tumawa...pink lips daw siya...LIBREEEEE!!!!

Japhet (Mr. Bah)-Webpage Developer

Bahkit kahya gahnito ang tahkbo ng utak ng tahong ito? Kung pagiging childish ang pag-uusapan...number one sa aking listahan... eto na...sana nga ay sagutin ka na ni Linday upang mabawasan na ang mga pasaway...BAAAAAAHHHh!!!

Janet (Ms. Lost and Found)-Senior Writer

Tama...naging lost pero nagbabalik in action. Masaya ako't andito pa rin siya. Ms. TN 2010 pa!!! Kung kaibigan ang pag-uusapan, isa siya sa mga matalik kung kaibigan dito sa pub, bait kasi!!!, oh sa akin lang siya mabait...madalas manlibre, pasok sa budget ko. HOOOOOOOOO!!!

Jela (Ms. na Bata)-Writer

Ano na ba ang status ninyo ni Cheeno? Cute na cute ang pagpapacute niya kay Cheeno. Isa siya sa mga inaalagaan ko sa TN, Mass Comm eh. Iba talaga pagMass Comm. Very frank at outgoing. Ayos na ayos yan, ikaw lang ang nagpa-alis sa akin sa computer. May araw ka rin. ROOAAArrr..

Enjenette (Ms. Sweet)-Writer

Bagong sikat pa lang ng araw ay nilalanggam na ang terrace ng office. Sobrang sweet nila ng kanyang hubby. Buti pa ang bata may love life, haaaaay! Cute na cute naman ang dimples. Pag-igihan mo pa iha at malayo ang mararating mo. Palaging maaga sa mag meetings, gustong-gusto ko ang ugaling ganyan....CHUBBY!!!

Crystal (Ms. na Nanay)-Senior Writer

Isa sa mga hinahangaan ko sa larangan ng tunay na buhay. Masipag at jolly ngunit ang daling "manluod." Salamat sa libreng food at sakay sa van. Madaling malapitan at trustworthy. Nirerespeto ko ang taong ito dahil sa kanyang ugali. Ano man ang sabihin nila, ikaw lang ang may singsing sa sampung daliri...BUNNGGGAAA...

Cheeno (Mr. Bipolar)-Artist

Hindi ko po alam kung ano ang tinitira ng taong ito pero kung sakaling napansin niyo na pabagobago ang ugali ng taong ito, abay alam niyo kung bakit, kulang kase sa ligo. Hindi po siya marunong magsorry, kapag nagkamali siya ay siya pa ang hindi namamansin. Matalino ang gagong to yun nga lang alam naman nating lahat kung gaano siya ka kunat...BABOY SYNDROME

Cameron (Mr. Idol)-Circulation Manager

Naks naman...Mabait at palabiro, ngunit kapag seryoso, abay, sino ba naman ang hindi makakapansin sa mga punchline niya. Diba, tatay na tatay. Kung next EIC ang pag-uusapan abay Ikaw na!!! o Adviser, pwede!!!...IDOL TALAGA KITA!!!

Arvin (Mr. Drama)-Artist

Magpapakamatay ang taong to para lang sa pag-ibig pero hanggang ngayon ewan ko bat buhay pa rin. Mabait talaga ang taong to. Siyempre, isa siya sa mga unang kaibigan ko sa TN. Ang tropang SAWI (Leader: Kenneth Members: Roxanne, Arvin, at Janeth)...Basta mabait ka, ayos ka sa akin. Mayaman na siguro to ngayon, ang gara ng mga damit...TIRD JER NA KASI!!!

Albert (Mr. Killer)-Senior Writer

Wala pong sinasanto ang taong ito, wala po siyang kasing sama. Wala man sa kanyang mukha ngunit pumapatay ang taong ito...kung sakaling binabasa mo ito, patawarin mo po ako, hindi na po mauulit...WAAAAAAAAAAH...

Ang mga BAGONG SALTA

Harienne (Ms. Long Legged)-Writer

Ang galing mong magsalita, highest ka nga sa interview...ganyan ba talaga pang madalas sumali sa mga pageant. Sana yang galing mo sa pagsasalita ay magamit mo sa paggawa ng mga articles. Alam ko namang di ka demure, ang lakas mo kayang sumabat, di ka nagpapa-api, ayos yan para sa akin. NAKS NAMAN...

Mei Anne (Ms. Shynessful)-Writer

Indi na bala mahuya, wala man magkadlaw sa imo ya. Sa pic mo, nahuya pa ka sina?, ano na baw kung indi. Well, buhay mo yan. ikaw lang ang Newbie na nagtatagal hanggang anong oras, gusto ko yan, feel at home ka. Sana mas pag-igihan mo pa ang articles mo. FIGHTING!!!

Shana (Ms. Katakutan)-Writer

Nawala na si Sheila...ngunit dumating ka. Hindi na talaga mawawalan ng bata sa TN. Alam kong di kana lalaki, wag kang malungkot at hindi naman namin ipagkakalat na hindi kana lalaki. Oo, pramis, di talaga namin ipagsasabi sa iba na hindi kana lalaki...BULILIT BULILIT!!!

Joeylyn (Ms. Communicator)-Writer

HOOOO...bow down ako sayo, ikaw ang nagtayo ng bandera ng mga Mass Comm...Two years kasi na Ed students ang nag-top One (Si Rolyn at Albert) sa screening ...Ikaw ang aming pag-asa...Galingan mo pa ang iyong trabaho...I like your voice nga pala, Mass Comm na Mass Comm...Malaki ang expectations ko sa iyo...YOUR THE BEST.

Angelo (Mr. Sexy Bamboo)- Artist

Di ko alam kung ano ang napasok sa utak ng batang ito at naisipan niyang ipakita ang tiyan niya, marahil ay kagagawan ng mga gurang na mga tagaguhit. Wag ka sanang gumaya sa mga matatanda...galingan mo pa nag paggiling...no, ang pagguhit...EHEHHEHEH...

Rio (Mr. Innocent)-Lay-out Tinker

Ang walang kamuwang-muwang na bata...Natutuwa ako pag may mga taong innocente dito sa mundo sapagkat alam kong mukha ko lang ang innocente...Sana ay pag-ibayuhin mo pa ang lay-out, pagkat nakasalalay sa atin ang paper...kung wala tayo, walang TN...AJA!!!

Leonil (Mr. Man)-Layout Tinker

Pasensiya na po kayo, kahit trainee ko siya ay hindi ko po kabisado ang ugali niya. Pero isa lang masabi ko...close sila ng taong nasa taas niya...Eeeeeeehhhhhhhh!!!

Kendrex (Mr. Joker)-Photographer

Sabi nila ay mas may itsuhara ka daw kaysa sa akin, kung totoo man yun ay proud ako sayo, di ko kasi alam kong totoo o gusto lang nila akong inisin...Di lang dyan ako proud sayo, sa trabaho, abay kahit ngayon ka lang nakagamit nga DSLR camera, ikaw ang number one sa pagkuha ng mga photos, ano pa nga ba ang ini.expect nila sa kapatid ko...ikaw ang patunay na tayong mga Pael ay hindi lang itsura ang pinagmamalaki kundi hard work din...MAKAHILAK PUD KO ANI...

Mayette ( Ms. Hot Shot)-Photographer

Sexy...Nais ko mang itago ang nararamdaman ko, di ko na talaga kayang ilihim pa. Ikaw na!!!..., ikaw na talaga...ang bagong Roxanne...Nakikita kong responsable ka at magalang...Sana'y pagbutihan mo ang iyong pag-aaral at ang trabaho mo sa TN. WITWEEWW!!!

Dave (Mr. Seriuos)-Webpage Developer

Unang-una, takot akong magbiro sa mga taong seryoso dahil nirirespato ko ang katahimikan na gusto mo. Pero dahil sa pic na ito, abay magakamatayan na tayo...mamamatay ako sa kakatawa...Sana ay mas marami pa kaming makikitang ganito. GOOD JOB.

Ranulfo (Mr. Suave)-Artist

Hay, ang cute mo sa pic na ito bagay talaga kayo ni Rolyn. Sa itsura pa lang, alam kong mabait ka, magalang at humble (as if meron kang may ipagmamayabang, well, aside the fact na sobrang kinikilig si Rolyn sa iyo). Masaya ako't andito ka sa TN.

Ang Pasimuno

Key (Master)-EIC

Wala naman masyadong nagbago sa akin, pumuti lang ng konte. Cute na naman ako dati pa.

Eto na ang last TN Pictorial ko. Sunod nito IPR naman. Yey!!!

A glimpse of my Apple

2011-08-04T23:40:00.000-07:00

A graduating student, an editor-in-chief and an interesting love life, who would guess that this will happen to me?

It has been two nights since I have been reading mangas and manwhas all night long. Basically, those stories revolve on love and the challenges the boy and the girl must come through. Like any other love story, there is always a villain or more like someone who is also in love with the same person. But what makes it significant to me, is that I am the villain of my own love story, but the kindest villain.

To love and beloved. But what if the feeling is not mutual? To give yet receives nothing in return. A one-sided love is indeed fatal. The perfect epitome of chaos within yourself. It causes more hurt than any physical imputations.

Certainly, everyone is driven by desires. The desire to kiss, hug, and beyond. I know I’m no little toddler; I’m at the right age. Being ready physically but mentally naïve. But why is it so easy to say than to do it in action. But if you’ll do it because of lust and not love, would it be that satisfactory.

P.S. Me is torn between my first love and the person who loves you with all she got. Nevertheless, isn’t it exciting?

Bubbly.Simple.Dangerous.

2011-07-30T01:17:00.000-07:00

These are the main qualities that I possess. Before anything else, I would just like to clarify that I do not have any multiple personalities or you might think that I’m crazy or something. Personality switching is no longer new for me. It all depends on the situation as what many would say. And I know you have tried to do the same.

Life has not been easy for me. I’m not fortunate with almost everything except for my good looks and brain. Thus living a hard life has brought me two egos, Key and Ken.

Key. He’s the jolly type. Always happy and kind, we’ll very kind. He does not want any fight or misunderstanding. He is talkative and a good joker. He likes to make people smile and laugh. He is often seen nowadays. He is a narcissist. He’s quite lazy that sometimes he would skip class just to watch a movie. He is very confident, outspoken, and spontaneous. He handles hard situations with a smile. He loves attention. He likes to eat soft ice cream. He is fund of Korean music. He likes to dance and sing. He is fun to be with. He likes surfing the internet, Facebook and Youtube are his favorite sites. He’s me.

Ken. He’s the bad type. He’s a dangerous person that would do anything just to get his goals. He’s very protective of himself. He’s not the person that anyone would want as an enemy. He’s the best liar. He’s the greatest story maker. He’s strong. He does not cry or feel sorry. He does not how to forgive. He is vengeful. He is very sarcastic. He has a minimal temper. He is easily annoyed. He does not like ugly people and dumb people. He does not like people talking about him. He hates pretenders. He hates debts. He hates big noses. He hates people who are good of washing their hands. He’s very intelligent and a fast-thinker. He is very clever. He’s me.

Since you’ve already met my two alter egos, it’s about time to meet Kenneth.

Kenneth. He’s the simplest person you’ll ever know. He likes to read books and novels, also mangas. He is very serious. He is quiet. He is calm. He likes to wear white plain T-shirts. He is a good leader and the best follower. He is fund of writing and blogging. He is hopeless romantic. He loves anime. He is caring. He’s me.

Yes, I am the three-in-one. I may have been a friend to many and an enemy to some but this is what we call life. I am sure you have a favorite side of me, whether it’s Key, Ken, or Kenneth just remember that it’s me.

We live, love and survive. Love? Of course, I’m a human you know. But it’s a secret. Tell next time. If you want to talk to me, ask me first who I am, you might meet Ken, he’s dangerous.

Ang LONG Hair KO

2011-07-27T09:11:00.000-07:00

Ano nga ba ang gagawin mo pagnalaman mong may gusto sayo ang kaklase mo? At alam niyang alam mo kasi gusto niyang malaman mo. Mahigit dalawang taon ka na niyang gusto. Ginawa niya na ang lahat para mapansin mo. Ngunit sadyang kaibigan lang ang tingin mo sa kanya. Ang sakit diba. Hay, pag-ibig nga naman.

Isang hapon, nagkausap kami ni Dawn, di ko alam kung saan nanggaling ang paksang tungkol sa pag-ibig. Tinanong nya ako kung sino daw ang syota ko. Sabi ko wala. Biglang lumabas asa kanyang bibig ang isang pamilyar na pangalan. Tama, pangalan nga ng isa kong kaklase.

Sabi ni Dawn ay nagka-usap raw sila at napa-amin niya ito. At yun na nga, sadyang matagal ang dalawang taon, sabi niya ayun sa statistics na kapag lumampas daw anim na buwan abay di na daw crush yun, next level na. Di raw makatulog kung minsan kakaisip sa akin. Ano yun!!! Noon ko lang napagtanto kung bakit nagseselos kung may kasama akong iba, di naman kasi kami mag-UN. Tsk…tsk, iba na talaga ang panahon ngayon, mas agressibo na si Eba.

Tuloy, tanong ni Dawn kung mayroon din ba akong nararamdaman para sa kanya. Sabi ko meron, “friendship, no more no less.” Sabi ni Dawn ay sagutin ko na raw dahil wala pa naman akong experience sa ganyang bagay at nasa wasto na akong edad. Dagdag niya pay bihira lang mangyari sa totoong buhay na may magkakagusto sayo ng ganon katagal.

Sagot ko nama’y “True love waits…”, alam kong tumitindig na ang balahibo, kung di mo na kayang ipagpatuloy abay maiintindihan ko. Sabi naman niya, nasa huli raw ang pagsisisi. Loading…

Sa tingin ko’y hindi tama na paasahin mo siya sa wala, diba? Hindi rin naman dahil lang sa awa. Kahit alam na ninyong dalawa at wala ka naman nararamdaman para sa kanya, abay tumahimik ka lang, diba? Alangan naman sabihin kong wala akong gusto sa kanya, ayaw ko kayang ma-karma. Ngunit di ko ipagkakailang nakakadagdag ng confidence kung may nagkakagusto sa iyo, diba?

Sa laro ng pag-ibig, hindi mo talaga malalaman kung kalian ka mananalo. Ngunit isa lang ang masasabi ko, ARAY!!! NAAPAKAN MO ANG LONG HAIR KO.

It's all for FREE

2011-07-21T19:41:00.000-07:00

There are many disadvantages of being an EIC. You get headaches from your staff. You also get headache from your detractors. However, there are some, simple few things nice about being an EIC. Every afternoon, my staffs always treat me snacks. I really appreciate that gesture considering that I’m saving money. One remarkable observation that I’ve come to a realization is that it has been three nights that my supper is free. Of course, cared of my ever loyal fans.

Tuesday. After the regular meeting, Crystal, one of the senior reporters, said that she’ll treat me. Earlier that day, she promised to treat me snack but she was busy so it reach evening, thus it is time for supper. Destination: Jollibee. I was not that hungry so I just ordered a chicken burger, fries, and coke. Yes, it’s all for free. But it does not end there; she even let me have a ride to the terminal. Another eight pesos was saved from my pocket.Wednesday. It is now time for Jeffrey, a newbie writer. Just around 5:30 pm, he invited me for snack, no I think it was the other way around. But anyways let forget about it. Okay, snacks: One big slice of cinnamon bread, fish balls, and lumpia. Yes, it’s just snacks. So I went home, but unfortunately without realizing how full I was back then. I lost the appetite to eat supper. Again, money was saved though it’s counted for my parents. But still.Thursday. I was at the SG office taking photos of the SGDC I and II Presidents. They were having a meeting with the college governors and even some of the satellite campuses officers. After their meeting, we had a movie marathon at the SG office; I even copied “Insidious” which happens to be a horror story. Then, it was already 8 pm and I have not yet eaten my supper yet. Luckily, Angelo, SGDC I prexy, offered me supper. I did not play hard to get and said “let’s go.” Destination: Jollibee. Two piece burger stake, plus one extra rice, and sprite. What a yummy supper.See, that’s what you get when you’re a good EIC, you get treats rather than treating them. You don’t need money to have friends because your friends will provide food for you. I would like to thank all those who treated me: En-En, Jeffx4, Janet, Crystalx2, and Angelo.

Modeling 101: A survey

2011-07-14T19:15:00.000-07:00

Yes, I’m going to be the prince of our society for the College of Arts and Sciences acquaintance party with the name “CAS Got Talent.” When I was informed that I’m going to represent our society, one question did appear instantly, “am I good enough?” People seem to see me as an over-confident person but I’m not that confident as what they thought.

What if I will look like trash when I walk beside other representatives? What if I will mess up in the stage? What if I will put my whole society in shame? What if my insecurity kills me? Besides there would be more or less 10, 000 eyes that will be watching my every move.

Pressure? A ton of it. I have faced a crowd but not as many as this time. I always say that I’m good-looking but I’m not quite sure about it. But maybe, because I wouldn’t be chosen as representative if I was not, right? Right? (My face is really turning red while I’m making this post)

With this, let me have a survey. Below is my picture. Just comment YES or NO and Why, if I will continue or not?

Hairy Potter (An Excerpt from My Written Output for My OJT)

2011-07-11T08:12:00.000-07:00

Every day of my OJT is very memorable but one incident that I will never forget is when I was left behind by the media van going to Naga where the press conference will be held. So I had no choice but to a ride a bus. I was really pissed off because of the stupidity of the driver and the conductor. Before I rode the bus, I asked them both of they knew where KEPCO is, a power plant in Naga, and they said “yes.” And when I asked them if I’m near to the location, they told me that they actually do not know. I was in a panic because I’m still new to Cebu. To my surprise, I’ve read from the sign board “Welcome to San Fernando”. San Fernando is the next town to Naga which means that I already passed KEPCO. So I decided to come down the bus.

After few minutes, a bus came so I rode back. I asked a passenger if he knew where KEPCO is, fortunately, he does. So I finally arrived at KEPCO. But it is not the end yet, I did not know that KEPCO has three gates.

On the third gate, I asked the security guard where the conference hall is, then he answered, “Adto lang sa next gate, Ma’am!” Ma’am?...I know I have a long hair but do I really look like a girl. So here comes the second gate, so I asked again where the conference room is, then he answered, “Pangutana lang sa guard didto sa gate one. Ma’am!” (WTF!!!). I really did think that Cebuanoes have I defects. But it was not the first time though.

Police officers, street vendors, sales ladies, jeepney drivers, and some acquaintances mistaken me as a girl so I have been kind of been the laughing stock of my classmates during our OJT. When we are in the boarding house, it is no longer new that my classmates would create a crowd and talk about how Cebuanos see me. And of course, they also recorded how people would mistake me as a girl for one day. My highest record: 12 ONLY.

To continue with my story, then I decided that if the third guard will call me Ma’am, then I would certainly have my hair cut. The third gate is here, I asked again where the conference room is, then he answered, “Conference room? Naa diri, kuyugan lang tikaw Miss!” MISS…hahahahah…Yeah right. So I had my hair cut.

So, if you heard my classmates calling me "Ma'am", you already know where it originated. Life is fun and unexpected.

Family Time

2011-07-07T00:56:00.000-07:00

It has been a month already and other staffs seem to ask why I no longer stay overnight as often as before. Well, I honestly, aside from spending more time with my long lost family. These teleseryes seem to have gotten me hooked. I usually go home 8 in the evening, just exactly when the prime time starts.

Let’s start with “100 DAYS TO HEAVEN” starring Cyril Manabat. I like it because it is not OA. It is just for kids but for adults as well. It makes me laugh. It is something new. It is not the stereotypical child show when the child gets beaten by his or her step family.

Next, sorry to Robin Padilla fans but “Guns and Roses” really sucks. Robin and Bea just do not have chemistry. Robin is old. So, I shift the channel to watch “AMAYA” starring Marian Rivera. I really like the plot except that some actors are just too lousy. Well anyways, the cinematography is nice. The costumes were given effort. Also, the show likes to use Visayan words.

Okay, back to ABS-CBN, my favorite as of press time is the “MINSAN LANG KITA IIBIGIN” starring Coco Martin. This is pure drama. Coco is simply the best actor of his generation. Though, John, Lorna, and Amy are quite aged already, they are not awkward to see on screen. Their love story was quite appealing to me. Coco as Alexander and Javier really leaves a mark to viewers. Though she’s pregnant, Andi is still going to finish the show. Maja is quite an actress as well, pretending to be a rebel with all the tone of voice and gestures, she belongs to a rich and prominent family remember. This show is amazing.

Then followed by “THE BIGGEST LOSER”, one thing why I like this show is that it is all about competition and considering that I’m always competitive. I don’t hate Sharon but they should have chosen a sexy host for the big girls to be insecure and the boys to salivate. Anyways, it is really inspiring to see Big people strive hard to lose weight. It is funny in a sense especially when they admit to themselves that they can’t do things before but actually they really can. It is such Juan Tamad syndrome.

The last on the list is “I AM LEGEND” starring Kim Jung Eun. Yes, she’s the girl who started it all-the Korean dramas for her “Lovers in Paris.” Though, it’s about marriage and separation, I like it because it’s funny and serious at the same time. Just like me.

Well, yeah, these are the reasons why I like to go home. But what makes it special is because I share the television with my family. It is really true, friends come and go. But your family will always be there for you. So let me ask a question, why do like to go home?

Double Trouble

2011-07-05T19:59:00.000-07:00

I think most of you have already been acquainted with him since he has already been introduced during the previous meeting. Yes, my brother is actually not the intelligent type of person but he’s good-looking anyway so I’m still good to have a brother like him. In our clan, if you are not intelligent you must be good-looking and vice versa, or sometimes you are both. But majority of us are good-looking, seldom are intelligent that is what makes me famous among our relatives. But this blog is not for me, it’s for my brother, for you to get to know him better.

He is 17. A freshman Bachelor of Arts in General Curriculum but his ambition is to become a police officer. He is a good joker basically because he is excellent is doing stupid stuffs. His stupidity will certainly make you laugh your heart out and cry. It a few days time, you’ll know what I’m talking about. He is not dumb; it is just that he is living with a brother who is quite the brainy type.

He is quite a heartthrob like me. Yeah, it is already a curse of my family. He is more proud of his looks than I do, more arrogant I could say. Also, he is good at making fun of other people’s faces, it’s kind of a hobby. I actually don’t know if he does have a girlfriend or not, I really don’t dig that kind of stuff, it’s kind of private. He is often scolded by my parents since he always go home late. When it comes to partying, he’s more active than me.

When it comes to work, he is quite dependable and hardworking. He is not tardy and can follow instructions if said slowly and properly. What would you expect with my brother anyway? He is the new photographer of The NORSUnian. I am not so particular with people picking on me but when it comes to my family, it’s another story. So take care of him or else I'll show no mercy...JOKE

I'm happy, are you?

2011-07-02T06:50:00.000-07:00

"Sir, What is the secret of your success?" a reporter asked a bank president.

"Two words"

"And, Sir,what are they?"

"Right decisions."

"And how do you make right decisions?"

"One word."

"And,sir, What is that?"

"Experience."

"And how do you get Experience?"

"Two words"

"And, Sir, what are they?"

"Wrong decisions"

It has been a month since I became the EIC. We’ve published two issues. I’m still working on the third. As what I have expected from myself, I really committed a mistake, a mistake that I have not realized from the very beginning. Nobody is indeed perfect. But when you are in a position wherein errors are not acceptable, all you could do is to be positive that everything will work out.

Every single error that you see, no matter how big or small, you can blame it all to me because I’m the EIC. However, it is not the misspelled word that saddens me but some people who are good at washing their hands, people who are just simply cruel, and people who depend on you yet has the guts to stab you. Parasitism is what you call it. How can I blame them if they were born that way?

Though, I must say that I have learned many things because of what had happened. I have realized who are the people that would push me down in times of gloom and the people that would lift me in order for me to compose myself again.

In fairness, I must say I am rejoiced to know that most of the people around me, still and I hope, will always accept me for who I am, the imperfect me. I have come to see people who are worthy of the trust I have given. I guess being kind and soft-spoken is effective when dealing with other people, people who I can get vigor from. Mutualism is what I call it. How can I frown when there are people who are willing to cheer me up?

During the evaluation this afternoon, I don’t know if it’s because of fear or it’s because they really do recognize my efforts in order for the publication to publish even a single issue. But either reason, I’m still happy to be one of the staffers of the month. It was a good thing that there was an evaluation.

Well before I forget, thank you Jeff for the Chowking and to En-en for the snack. To other staffs who want to lessen their strikes, I’m willing to take food for compensation. Haha…just kidding!!!

Rating myself:

Attendance- 30%

Attitude- 20%

Performance- 20%

Total: 70% --- Needs Improvement

One more Chance...

2011-06-29T22:18:00.000-07:00

I am at the edge of glory. I can clearly see the ending. But what is holding me back? Am I going back to that kind and naïve me? The me that is always the underdog, the me who is weak to fight. All has been done. What am I waiting for? I have all the advantage that I could possibly have. All is set. Do I feel pity? Yes, somehow, I guess. Also, I have promised to value everyone. I think I’ll stick to that and losing a staff would certainly mean that I’m an ineffective leader. I need to be stronger. But why do challenges seems to have no end? Why is it always had to be for their good? What about me? I’m really torn. I never thought that I would come this far. I think I’ll wait. Yeah, that’s all I could do for now. It's all up to that girl now.

Who Run the World

2011-06-28T19:31:00.000-07:00

Okay, life is how you live it. I grew up in a tough environment; I never rely on someone not even a close friend. Well, most often because of that nature, people think that I’m selfish. People think that I only care of what will be good for me. Yes, they’re right. I’m evil inside, but with my innocent good-looking physique and bubbly personality, no one would guess that, unless I tell them.

Yeah, most of the people I knew think that I’m not serious, but what they don’t know is that I’m just hiding my true rage, well, I need to protect my image. Behind my smile and laugh is a demon ready to attack. Many people say that I’m the peaceful type of person, what they don’t know is that I’m a big troublemaker.

No one is truly kind, that’s what I believe in, so why should I be kind. People backstabbing each other, pulling each other down, crab mentality is what you call it. You try to pull someone down because he or she is higher than you. Yes, I do that but in a way that no one can determine even sometimes I forgot that I’m already doing so.

The master of disguise and the great pretender is what I call myself. I can swiftly wear a white suit though my body is wrapped in black. I can tell people that I am clean though my soul is rotten. I can wear a smile with my heart hurting. I can even show sadness though I’m happy. I can say that I’m good though I’m evil. They believe me. I really don’t know how I do it but I’m effective and efficient.

I have reached everything I wanted so far (goals, money, popularity, love) because I’m evil; would I feel sorry for myself? I say to myself that I’m evil but people say that I’m not doing anything wrong. They tell me that what I’m doing is just fine and is accordingly to what is right. But who can say what is right and wrong?

I’m good in manipulating people; they easily fall with my crocodile tears. They give me what I want, they follow what I want. They are quite intelligent people but become stupid when I show my poker face. I call the shots. Also, I think I’ve master the art of eliminating people that block my way. Fortunately, they do that to themselves, I could say that I'm simply annoying and irritating. It is absolutely not my fault.

Clever and Intelligent. Charming and innocent face. Unwavering hard work and perseverance. These are the qualities I possess, qualities I use to its full capacity. How can I lose to anything or anybody? Even I do lose, who would know? No one can, only me.

But one quality that I perfected is lying. Yes, telling LIES. I think I just lied.

Love Me Not

2011-06-27T01:30:00.000-07:00

Okay, I know it will sound arrogant but to all who has a liking to me, sorry this person is not yet ready for a mutual relationship. I apparently had observed that people around me (family, relatives, TN staff, classmates and friends) have been pressuring me to get into a relationship. I know I’m 20 but do I really need to have a partner right now?

I AM NOT YET READY. Wouldn’t it be romantic to meet your special someone in an unexpected place and time or in the most awkward moment? I know it’s like throwing a stone to the moon but what can I do, I still believe in DESTINY. And most importantly, I WANT MY FIRST TO BE THE LAST. Well, aside from the fact that I could avoid STD, I strongly believe that your ONLY HEART should be given to ONLY ONE.

In the first place, with my looks and intelligence, it’s just easy to find a partner. Believe it or not, there were even some who courted me. I don’t know if they really like or love me. Do not love me just like me, okay!!!

One of my classmates told me to accept a girl who has been “in love” with me for the longest time. He told me that I could use her as a “practice”. I was stunned by his suggestion. I laughed and laughed and laughed because I took it as a joke though he was serious. I know it’s normal to talk about SEX since we are already adults but it just seems to be queer to my ears. Taking advantage of someone just because she likes you, well, I don’t know.

Of course, I do have crushes since kindergarten, yes, just crushes. Every year, I change my crushes. I think it’s just normal, right?

“ONE TRUE LOVE” seems to be a phrase only heard or seen in movies. It’s already 2011 but I’m still stuck with my wishful thinking but I would never say never. I'll wait until I finally find you.

For the record, I am not the type that would like to talk about these kinds of things. But I think it would not harm me if I write once in a while.

FIGHT APATHY!!!

2011-06-26T22:05:00.001-07:00

What is a student publication? It is either a reading material used to inform or just pieces of paper used to kill time. It could also be used as a protection from the dirt of the benches in the open court or as head coverings when it is raining. It could even be the wrappers of your lunch boxes or a substitute of the toilet tissues. It could be the place where students who have the writing prowess could brag to other students on how good they are.

But it is more than that. The essence of having a student publication is not in fame or superiority but in having YOU as the clientele.

You. Yes, you. You, the students, who allocate P150 every semester to provide the funding of the publication. You, who comprise the largest number of readers. You, who are the main target of the information presented in every issue.

The student publication is not bound to serve ourselves but to serve YOU. Sometimes, however, we doubt if you have even realized that thought, that we are here to do so. When your instructors give you grades that you do not deserve, you remain silent. When you are asked to pay and gain nothing, you just murmur. When you are strangled with unjustified policies, you bare with it. When you are emotionally, verbally, and even sexually harassed, you just close your eyes. When your rights are being denied, trampled and thrown away, you do nothing.

Mutes, blinds, deaf, and cowards. Is that what we all are? You must have forgotten or have just simply ignored the fact that you have a school paper that will fight for YOUR rights, OUR rights.

With this, we echo this challenge to all Norsunians today. Fight for YOUR rights! Use this school publication as your mouth to speak out what is right, as your hand to get what you deserve, as your key to release you from the clause of apathy. If you will not do it, who will? And if not now, when? Only then we can call this institution a STUDENT PUBLICATION.

How to be a Good Editor-in-Chief

2011-06-15T04:16:00.002-07:00

Care for your team. That means knowing what matters to each member: their health, their partner, their children, their relatives, their interests, their hopes, their fears.
Stay close to your team. At some point, every day, walk around the office and say "Hi" to everyone who works for you. If you're not in the office that day, call and see how people are. This gives you a chance to enquire or encourage and gives them an opportunity to raise issues or make suggestions.
Meet your team. Regularly - daily, weekly or monthly, depending on your place and type of work - have meetings of all the members of the team. Keep these meetings short, focused and action-orientated. Make sure every member of the team contributes in some way and acknowledge that.
Train your team. Every team member should have at least two days training a year. Newer and more senior colleagues should have more. If they don't ask to go on training sessions, suggest some suitable courses.
Grow your team. Through varied experience and regular training, you should be developing each team member to be more and more confident and more skilled.
Inspire your team. Consider making available a motivational quote or story every week or month [for lots of good quotes.
Celebrate with your team. This might be a personal event, such as a member's birthday or anniversary, or a professional occasion, such as completing a project or winning oa contract.
Socialise with your team. Have lunch or an after-work drink with them, especially when a member has a birthday or there's another reason to celebrate.
Set objectives for each team member. As far as possible, these objective such be SMART - Specific Measurable Achievable Resourced Timed.
Review the performance of each team member. At least once a year - at least quarterly for the first year of a new team member - have a review session where you assess performance, give feed-back and agree future objectives and training.
Thank constantly. The words "Thank you" take seconds to say, but mean so much.
Praise constantly. The words "Well done" take seconds to say, but will be long remembered and appreciated.
Communicate constantly. Don't assume that people know what you're doing, still less what you are planning or thinking. Tell them, using all the communication tools to hand: team briefings, electronic newsletters, organisational newspapers.
Eliminate. Too often we do things because they've always been done. Life changes. Consider whether you could stop doing certain things altogether.
Delegate. You don't have to do everything. Develop your team members by training them to do more and trusting them to take over some of the things you've been doing.
Empower. A really effective leader sets clear objectives for his team members, but leaves detailed implementation of these objectives to the discretion and judgement of individual members of the team. As Second World War U.S. General George S. Patton put it: "Don't tell people how to do things. Tell them what to do and let them surprise you with their results”.
Facilitate. A confident leader does not try to micro-manage his team, but makes it clear that, if team members need advice or assistance, he is always there to facilitate and support.
Be on time. Always start meetings on time and finish them on time. Natural breaks keep people fresh. Short meetings concentrate the mind.
Be seen. Don't just talk the talk, but walk the walk. So visit each unit or department for which you are responsible on a regular basis. Don't do this unannounced - you are not out to undermine other leaders or catch out staff. So arrange with the unit leader or departmental head when you'll visit and ask him or her to walk round with you.
Make time. Managers are often very busy and this can deter people from approaching you, so make time for people and be approachable. People will appreciate you taking five minutes out of your busy schedule, especially if you act on/listen to what they say.
Really listen. Many of us - especially those who think they are important - don't really listen, but instead think about what they're going to say next. Give the person speaking to you your full attention and really take on board what they are saying. [For more detailed advice on listening.
Accept honest criticism. Criticism is hard to take, particularly from a relative, a friend, an acquaintance or a stranger - but it's a powerful tool of learning. Above all, assess criticism on merit, without regard to its originator.
Think strategically. The doers cut a path through the jungle; the managers are behind them sharpening the machetes; the leaders find time to think, climb the nearest tree, and shout "Wrong jungle!"Find time to climb the trees.
Have a mentor or buddy, someone doing similar work in the same or a similar organisation with whom you can regularly and frankly discuss your progress and your problems as a leader.
Have a role model, someone who can inspire you to be a truly great leader. If you can't find one, study Jed Bartlet as the American President in any episode of the television series "The West Wing".
Constantly revisit and review these tips. In his seminal work, "The Seven Habits Of Highly Effective People", Stephen Covey puts it this way: "Sharpen the saw".
Plan your succession. You won't be there forever and you may not be in control of the timing and circumstances of your departure. So start now to mentor and train at least one colleague who could take over from you.
Savor every moment. It is alright to think of other people's feelings, when they feel jealous of you, but that is life. People try to bring you down mainly because they know you are on top of them.

getting there...

2011-05-06T03:40:00.000-07:00

It has been month since last month, I still have not gotten rid of my "kidminded-joker" attitude though I have been exposed to real life situations when I had my internship at Cebu. It is really indeed a vindictive place out there, not school nor home.

Though I am just intern, I was not treated that way nor I did let other people to treat me that way. Well, some commended that I was confident enough to throw questions at the Governor though it was just my first day. But some say that I was too confident to act as if I was a true reporter. In my mind, "what do you expect from the Mass Society President, awarded as the best news story writer for a national leg, and Editor-in-chief of our campus paper."

I can't really blame them, all the interns, aside from me, do not ask questions or even speak in the least. They are just there in the conference room observing and waiting for their senior writers to tell them what to do. They really look pathetic but it is absolutely not my concern because everyone has their own perspective on internship. One funny thing is that, they cram whenever their seniors tell them to do something like put up the mic or record something. I act as if it was nothing funny, I do not want to look arrogant.

I also like the scenario that when there's a presscon, there is always food, I mean real eat-all-you can savory food. I gained weight, I think, because of that. I am not fat!

I feel tired!

ActuALLY on The FielD

2011-04-22T02:31:00.000-07:00

17 days have passed since i had my ojt. It's a nice experience to be able to face the Governor of a premiere province such as Cebu, EVERYDAY. That's absolutely insane. I'm just an intern yet I'm given such opportunity (not to mention that I have free lunch as well).

Well, let me relate 17 things i like about my OJT.

17. The Freeman Newspaper is a welcoming publication, they do not treat me like an intern (at least the editors do, some senior reporters get insecure sometimes...)

16. I can read manga, EVERYDAY

15. I get to roam around Cebu (SM, Robinson and Gaisano malls are so big)

14. I get to publish at least one article a day which is just 100pesos...hahah (see...the Freeman kenneth B pael)

13. I get to improve my writing skills (even EICs need to improve their skills)

12. I get to meet other reporters from other newspaper...(though some of them do not like, i always have them out-scooped...sorry guys...i'm not just an "intern")

11. I get to ask questions with the governor (cool right!)

10. I get to eat free lunch...catered and buffet....(yummy)

9. I receive lots of gifts packs during press conferences (gluta, t-shirts, and kits)

8. I got partnered with the best writer at freeman...is it because I'm the best intern as well?

7. I get to have my Press ID

6. I can eat what I want..thanks for the allowance..mom,dad

5. I got a boarding house, it's my first time...kawaii

4. I learned how to be patient...listening to countless words...need to find the right angle of my story

3. I get to see on television...4 minute exposure was memorable (I was beside the governor when she was interviewed by GMA, ABS-CBN, and Sugbo NEWS)

2. I learned to be with my classmates...my friends...

1. I'm still the best.

There you go...11 days to go and my ojt is over...I'm making most of it...

Always a winner...Kamsahamnida TN

2011-03-25T03:20:00.000-07:00

After all the hard works and hardships that I have underwent has finally bore its sweet fruits-the product of all the the sweat, sleepless nights, and disappointments, perhaps. Now, a new chapter of my life has finally taken the center stage.

I once thought that this day would be impossible. "From rugs to riches," as what a close friend of mine said. Though, I am still poor by money, I am very rich when it comes to learnings, fulfillment, and maturity. The once underdog has finally fully grown into a griffin (next destination-millineum dragon).

I cannot contain the happiness that I feel. I cannot stop thanking all my supporters especially to MARGA, who acknowledges me and loves me but with something in return of course. But I really don't mind, she's just so adorable that I whenever I see her, I easily forget her imperfections. Well, I'm a person that praises intelligent actually very intellegent people no matter how bad they can be, maybe because I'm not the good type of person. Long live all intelligent people of the world. Margs, good luck for Thomson Reuters, you have all my prayers even though I seldom do it. Watchout! I'll be there in a year.

To CAROLINE, thank you for guiding me, giving me honest and right advices, I could not go on doing what I am doing without you. You are like my older and little sister, thank you for reminding me of my mistakes. Thank you for telling me how to control my emotions. Thank you for supporting me from the start till the end. I wish you all the luck in the world.

To DORA, my dearest congratulations to you, Magna Cum Laude right? Wow. Amazing. Though you were not there, I strongly felt your support. My ever silent supporter, though you were not vocal about it, but your sympathy towards me has reached to my bones. You are truly a Lady of substance. Thank you.

To LYCEL, thank you for the encouragement that I could be the EIC. I still remember the day when we talked at the Freedom Park last November 2010. I was still a nobody back then, you said that I am your future EIC. Those words of yours has really given inspiration. I really see to it that I won't make you change your mind till this very day, luckily I had'nt. Please continue to be my "conscience", stay clean so that I would be ashamed and afraid to commit mistakes (corruption!). Thank you very much.

To CHERRY and CRYSTAL, my ever loyal supporters, thank you. You don't know how much I appreciate all the support and motivating words you have said to me. Despite all the criticisms, you have stayed loyal and even defended me. For that, I thank you and bare in mind that I will never forget the help you gave me.

To JELA, ENJENETTE, MYRNA, CATHERINE and JEFFREY, my super-dooper cute baby angels (I think it does not fit Catherine, but never mind), thank you from the bottom of my highly evolved brain. I could have not reached where I am now without your support. I am happy that I really gave time and effort to find you, I am really blessed that I have found each and every one of you. I am certain that this will be the start of our long-lasting friendship.

To ARVIN, JANET, and ROXANNE, my co-probationers, I am really sorry for being such a jerk. I had a happy time sharing all our sorrows and disappointments, you are actually my treasures (you are preciuos to me...ew), I know you may not feel it but I really do care about each one of you. I really apppreciated the support you had given me. The first two had see to it that they could cast there votes even without their presence and the third has come back just to suppport me (well, in any case, that is what I had felt). Thank you and I adore the three of you.

To ROLYN, RINA, and RYAN, (3-R, what a coincidence, I know call you, RORIRY), my in-coming assisting editors. To PAUL and CHEENO, my seniors in artistry. To JAPHET and PIERCE, my not-so-good-impression-of-me staffs (I think I can solve it in no time). To JESSIE, my future articulated writer. To LINCOLN, my soon-to-be unique staff.

Thank you for teaching me how to think critically. All of you have contributed to one realization. "You really can't please everyone." It reminds me that not all of my actions will lead to the satisfactory of everyone. I need to see the bigger picture of things, and I hope all of you will, too. All I can say to all of you for now is that "I will kill you ALL...with my kindness." You have not seen the other side of me yet (I think only Caroline knew). Well anyways, that's all for now. Just keep your eyes open, always.

To my PARENTS and BROTHERS, I LOVE you all. Thank you for ONLY giving me everything.

To my MASS COMMUNICATION FAMILY (classmates, seniors, subordinates, and instructors), I thank you for my journalistic skills.

To my past editors (MARVIN, ARRIANNE, JOEL, NADINE, and JUNRELL), I thank all of you for the knowledge you have imparted in my naive mind.

Most of all, thank you to KENNETH B. PAEL for giving the best that he could in every thing that he does.

I am such and will always be a winner. I thank you, bow!

Meet Vicky the 2nd

2011-03-18T06:33:00.000-07:00

To exercise her freedom of speech is what she was talking about. Though it is a mortal sin, let me stoop down to her level.

I was totally stunned upon reading her blog this afternoon, I certainly acknowledge that she is an asset of the university, and she deserves to be in the university. However, it would have been better if she knew her position really well. Posting malicious imputations on an institution in a social networking site really shows ill-mannerism. When i became a member of the pud, her org and our institution already have a cold war for the reason I do not know. Writing that kind of article is an insane, overreacting act. It is like announcing to the whole world that i do not know how to distinguish banner stories and it is a slap right straight to my face.

There is so called the freedom of expression, but there is also what we call manners. Without the publication, who will voice the needs of the students? Who will expose wrong doings of instructors maltreating their students? Without the pub, we could have been still smelling fetid canals, no faucets and comfort rooms? Now, do you not think that we deserve a little respect and support when we need it?

Again, I believe that she is a significant member of the university, but she should know that she is no longer a student, she should take note of her actions. I do not have any issues with her, I just think that what she did is not right. ALL opinions, good or bad, need to be spoken. But we, as well the university president, value confidentiality. Why it is not published? Is it not obvious? No information must leak out until the investigation is done. You should have known that. Paying for the sin we did not commit, are we not the victims here?

So let me answer her question she raised years ago. Who will guard the guards? For your information, we are not guards, we do not have scars. We are campus journalists.We are not perfect but certainly we know what is right. Freedom has its limitation, and good manners should not be forgotten.

Best News Story

2011-03-02T01:07:00.001-08:00

Success is a word often associated with triumphant. An impoverished kid finished a college degree and turned into a business tycoon. An ugly girl who has a talent in singing became a world icon. An unknown chinita girl who joined a reality television show happened to be one of the sought-after actresses today. A good guy, though poor, who helped children to learn basic education won a world renowned title. Or an uneducated boy who does not know how to read and write developed into a world boxing champion.

These success stories are often published on newspapers, magazines and other media outlets and read by millions of people. Their stories are truly inspiring. Success, I think, is the most suitable word that one could describe what they have achieved.

I am just a simple guy with simple dreams in life. I am not asking to be filthy rich or to have the most beautiful maiden in the world as my wife. I already embarked in my mind that I will never be as successful as those mentioned above for my dreams are not big. But I had also succeeded in my own little way.

Two years ago, I was just one of the millions of out-of-school youths in the country. When I heard from my parents that I could continue my schooling, I could not put into words the happiness that I felt. Unfortunately, I have to shift to another course since the first one was quite expensive. So, I ended up taking Mass Communication. Back to my definition of success, many people say that there is no money in journalism. But I did not care; I am not aiming to be rich anyway.

Then, I decided to join the school paper for it will somehow train me into a good journalist someday. The first month as a student journalist was exciting. Though I was also a member of the school paper when I was in high school, the pressure of being a writer in a weekly publication was tremendously exhilarating and fun.

Two months have passed since I became a student journalist, the time has come for the judgment I would be a regular staff of the publication. But, there are some realities that we could not abolish. If the person who has power does not like you, then certainly, no matter how much you try, it will never be recognized. So, I was not accepted as a regular staff and continued to be on probation for another two months.

Quitting the publication came into mind, but I then realized that if I quit then might as well quit schooling for I am a Mass Communication student, and that will be the nature of my job in the future. So I continued to write.

November…

December…

Two months had swiftly passed; the moment of judgment has finally arrived. But the thrill was no longer there for I am confident that I would get it this time and I was not mistaken. But my quest does not end there.

A new school year has opened, I had inculcated in my mind that I will be the best writer the paper had. I strived to pass at least three articles every week though we are only asked to past one. Yes, I did that just to prove that I deserve to be in the publication.

My efforts have finally bore its fruits, I was appointed as the Assistant Features Editor. From being a newbie, then under probation, to regular, and now editor, it was somehow too good to be true. Many of my batch mates and other staffs would even say that I am “from rags to riches”. Though, there were some who have ill feelings that I became an editor in a fast period of time but to my mind I just thought that they were just insecure.

After few months of being an editor, I was invented by The Spectrum, the official Media Corps of University of St. La Salle, to be a delegate in their press conference and also, it is their first time to hold campus press awards. Luckily, my news article entitled “Sojor orders PE teachers to return number tag fee” was nominated as Best News Story competing different schools in the country.

On the third day of the seminar, the awarding of winners has finally arrived. I was nervous and excited. The atmosphere of the room was really cold adding to my anxiety. As the host read the nominees one by one, I closed my eyes and crossed my fingers hoping that I would win.

“And the Best News Story goes to…The NORSUnain…Sojor orders PE teachers to return number tag fee by Kenneth B. Pael.”

“The Best Editorial goes to…The NORSunian…One skewed rule by Maria Margarita Narvasa.’

“The Best Editorial cartoon goes to…again…The NORSUnian…by Paul Anthony Eso.”

Yes, those three awards came in row. I and my colleagues, as well as the other delegates, were amazed that we actually got three top awards considering that we are the only weekly publication and the articles are limited in that certain issue that we passed.

It took me few seconds before I could grasp the idea that I actually won. During my speech, all that I had said was thank you. For a talkative person like me, I was like blank at that time. My first national award, though some people belittle it, for me, it was already big.

I then realized that success does not only revolve on becoming rich and famous. It is about contentment. Every person can attain success, no matter how big or small.

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My 2010 year Ender

2011-02-08T08:36:00.000-08:00

A new year is unfurling before our very eyes but let me rewind all the joyful and tragic events of my 2010.

I know this is frustrating but the start of my 2010 was not that good, being one of the millions of working students in the country. Indeed, it was difficult reaching cut off grades for my major subjects, passing articles for the publication and working as a cashier in a fast food restaurant.

But looking back, it was a fun, exciting and exhausting year for a man of action like me. If you happen to know me, you can often see me walking, running, reading and surfing the internet. So read tight as I narrate the year that has made me who I am this year.

January. On the seventh of the month, I started working as a cashier in a fast food chain. I never thought that I would be working since I am the kind of person that does not like diversions when it comes to my studies. But I guess you really do not a have choice when your pocket does not have even a single cent in it. I was also working hard to pass an article in the publication every week. I was not yet a regular staff that time, still under probation as what they call it. Luckily, I was able to cope up with the new environment that I am in. Also, I was successfully accepted as a regular staff in the publication.

February. Who cares about February? I think my love story is as common as yours so I rather skip this month. I have no romantic events that I could relate but this month was special.

March. Finals!!! Busy is the simplest word that I could ever describe this month. I have lots of requirements in almost all of my seven subjects with six major subjects to be precise. Since, I got accepted as a regular staffer in the publication so I must prove that I am worth it hence legging for news in almost all the corners of the campus became my hobby. Adding to it, I am having double shifts at my work. I think this would be the right time to say sorry if ever I was not able to entertain your hi and hello.

April. Before I write anything, let me have my sigh of relief. I was quite astonished with the deceleration but I was thankful I had finally time to take a deep breath. During the whole month of April, I was working on a night shift schedule, staying alive from ten in the evening till six in the morning. In relation, I was harassed by a drunken costumer, shouting and held my neck. I was startled that I was not able to move a muscle, good thing my co-workers made an action that somehow made the costumer realize his actions. It was an experience I will carry on all my life.

May. Hep! Hep! Hooray! It is May. I like this month simply because it is my birth month. I am already 19, still a teen. One thing I will not forget about this month is when I had my first birthday party. Yes, it was my first. My family does not celebrate birthdays. I guess I have to say thank you to my jolly friends.

June. I am back in falling in long queues, under the scorching heat of the king sun, and enduring the smell of my fellow enrollees. My work contract has expired so I’m back to full time student. I also secretly decided to out shine other writers in the publication. Well, I took it as an inspiration. I passed as many articles every week. Hunting for news articles has somehow become an obsession back then.

July. I honestly cannot remember what happened in July. I scanned through my blogs but I could not find anything. Maybe, I was so hook on hunting articles that I forgot to post something in my blog.

August. This was a challenging month. I became a volunteer radio reporter in the leading radio station in Negros Oriental. I have visited every agency and interviewed the big wigs in the city. Not to mention, I often stay awake all night just to make my script for the report next morning. My first radio broadcast was exhilarating, my tendons are trembling.

September. I feel like not continuing with this. The heartbreak that I have gained during this month was still fresh until this very moment. Just because of a simple carelessness that I could have ruin my plan, my plan to have a good future. This month had really tested my strength as a person. Anger and fear ate me. Stupid is the word that I could say to myself.

October. Still bewildered by the sad event in the previous month, I have done unexplainable things. Things that just make me laugh to death whenever I think about it. Also, I was promoted as an editor in the publication. Being an editor is a demanding position that I had doubt if I could handle. But there is no harm in trying, right?

November. I was not quite amused by this month mainly because I got a misunderstanding with one of my closest and reliable friend in the publication. She suddenly changed into someone I cannot fathom, from being friendly to a sarcastic one which often irritates me. I spent the month feeling guilty of something I do not know. Also, she did not say anything but I know there is something wrong.

December. I started the month right, on the third night of the month while watching Teddy’s concert, I settled everything between that close friend. Aside from that, all I did was to eat and eat any food served on the table. Unfortunately, 2010 did not end nicely for my family since my father met an accident which had almost cost his life. Hence, we spent the media noche in the hospital.

It was indeed a roller coaster ride for me. Up and down. Now, as I face the year of the metal hare, I know greater challenges are ahead but the morals that I have acquired will surely aide me to overcome them.

Naruto’s Kagebunshin

2011-02-08T08:19:00.000-08:00

To the people who are responsible for bringing animes and cartoons into life, I am grateful for them. They gave me plenty of reasons to wallow in front of our television when I was a kid. And now that I am in college, my love for anime and cartoons did not cease. This time, my attention shifted from television to computer, streaming for anime and reading online mangas.

I am the real-life Naruto. Why him? Aside from the fact that we are both good looking, narcissist, conceited, and overly confident, his situation in life is not that different from mine. Of course, if I’m Naruto, I also have a Sasuke—my rival.

It all started when I joined one of the organizations in this university. During our Chuunin (examination), Sasuke was second in rank while I ranked second from the last. Since that certain organization is very particular when it comes to English proficiency, I felt weak and pathetic. However, I was still optimistic that I am going to improve.

We were both rivals and best friends at the same time. I was considered an outcast in that organization, hated by many because of being noisy and annoying while he was loved by the big wigs of the group, obviously because of his laudable performances which seemed to be better than mine.

Little by little, I was slowly accepted by the rest of the members of the organization. It was one of the happiest moments in my life. The moment I discovered he encountered his Orachimaru, engaging into vices and other diversions, I was surprised. I did not know when it started but the guilt was apparently there. Maybe I haven’t functioned well as a good friend.

He got a little out of track while I became tougher and has become an essential part of the organization with the guidance of my mentor, Jer, the former Hokage. Sasuke and I grew apart, entered into a maze of misunderstanding, and the friendship was torn because of colliding ideas.

Meanwhile, the organization, Konoha, has been plagued with problems—a lot of them. I was really troubled with the unending problems that we have encountered. It came into my mind to quit and leave the headaches that the organization had given me. But I realized that they needed me as much as I needed them.

On the other hand, Sasuke tried his luck in another field. He became a representative of his place in a prestigious competition in the province. I am happy he did not win, though, for just like me, he was self-centered, narcissist, conceited, and overly confident. And if he had won in that competition, I don’t know how to describe myself anymore.

Weeks passed. I had developed my skills more and finally got the trust of the new Hokage. Sasuke is now back on track, back to Konoha, but is not as active as he was before. I am happy though that the rivalry between us is now gone. I am now in a level where competition is already irrelevant. At this point, I am still training myself and aiming to be the next Hokage of Konoha, just like Naruto.

2011-02-07T15:33:00.000-08:00

Les Miserables

Victor Hugo

Characters:

Jean Valjean-An ex-convict who lives his life in hatred and anger towards the society which has led him in different misfortunes. Cosette’s adopted father.

Cosette-An orphan, maltreated by her foster family, she was adopted by Valjean after her mother died.

Fantine-A working-class girl who left her hometown in search for a better life in Paris but for all she knew that it was the beginning of her nightmare.

Marius Pontmercy-A son of the colonel in Napoleon’s army, though financially stable, he is bound with sorrows due to a broken family.

Javert-A police inspector who is bound with the belief that France’s law and order is absolute.

Summary:

Les Miserables is story of Jean Valjean, an ex-convict, who found light with the help of a bishop and is out to keep his promise to be good. The story entails the equality among all citizens.

Analysis:

At first, I was hesitant to read this novel since I am not the ‘dramatic’ kind of person. Second, from the title itself, it sounds really tragic. It has been my habit to research the “whatabouts” of a certain book that I am about to read. Well, I must say, Les Miserables is one hell of a famous novel. It has been in musicals and widescreens.

Let us start the ball bowling.

Les Miserables is undeniably a potent social manifestation of poverty, ignorance, and brutality. Also, this story is an adventure of a misfortunate man in his quest to be accepted in the society. The saga of Jean Valjean - a man who faced reality no matter how unpleasant it may be, trying so hard to alter things, fighting for what he believed was right, standing still though bleeding, with his head unbowed, preserving his dignity as the hero of the story, made Victor Hugo reached the peak of his powers in this far-reaching novel of 19th century France. Here are the combined dramatic skills of Hugo the playwright, the rich imagination of Hugo the poet, and the compassion of Hugo the man.

I can say that it has been a mirror to the real life. The character of the society was ingeniously exposed by this story. The story as a whole is the plight of Jean Valjean a.k.a. Monsieur Madeleine, the stigma of an ex-convict, the interminable search of police officer Javert and his craving to put the latter behind bars.

For me, the story was very well done. The start was sad as what dramatic stories I think would. I happened to watch a few episodes of Les Miserables in television when I was little; I did not have any hard time imagining the characters which I think helped me to understand the story easily.

The story has somehow warped me into the past; it felt that I was really there when the story was happening. Of course, it was long but I was not bored. Well, maybe because I was quite anticipating what would happen next.

I literally shed tears while I was reading; Fantine’s tragic story had really brought the emotion in me. Of course, I have a mother and I cannot bear to see my mother experience what she has gone through. All I can say that her innocence and naïve mind has brought her so much suffering which most girls nowadays are also committing.

Aside from shedding tears, what I like most is the love story of Cosette and Marius and how they able to find their way towards each others arms. I am a secret lover of romantic books, movies, television shows, and anything romantic. Both are victims of circumstances which has made the story really exciting, two young individuals fighting against all odds just to be together.

The story is told from the perspective of an omniscient narrator who frequently addresses us, the readers. The narrator not only knows what the characters are thinking at all times but also has a detailed grasp of contemporary politics and society.

To wrap everything, I could say that reading Les Miserables was fun and very inspiring. I must say that it has given me a clear image of the society that we are in today. As well as the thought that even the most notorious criminal can change for the better. Everyone deserves a second chance.

With all honesty, I could recommend Les Miserables to my friends, fellow students, and to whom who can read this reaction paper.

ako ay Pilipino

2011-01-26T21:55:00.000-08:00

OLD times

2011-01-19T00:54:00.000-08:00

Looking back to the corner when I first sat on a chair in Basay. I wen to Basay to hunt for news for my investigative report in Sir Romy's class. It was really an experience considering that it was my first time and certainly would not be the last.
It was like going back to the time when humans haven't invented the fluorescent yet, or how to conduct electricity. I startled how can life be as simple as it was before. By the way, thanks to Carlisle's uncle that our accommodation and food was FREE. It was a nice place.

Ring ding dong

2011-01-02T21:21:00.000-08:00

Korean Invasion lives on...I got a new group that has grabbed my appetite for Foreign songs...It's the SHINEE...this group is compose of five members...

Actually, it is not just about their songs...their youngest was 15 when they have their debut at a show in Korea...
I could somehow relate myself to them...getting their bones stretched at an early age...I really admire teenagers earning for themselves...
But of course, I was not a superstar like them...though I consider myself one...hahahha

It just happen that one of them really looks like my co-staff in the publication...

Guess who? I bet you already know who? He's just the flawless version of him but still they look alike.I've already checked out their songs...Ring ding dong...Lucifer...Hello...and Boys over Flowers official sound track...Stand by me...

Though my office mates say that their songs are annoying...Korean songs are still the best fro me...

Wala nay mo PLURK

2010-10-20T08:21:00.000-07:00

Mass Communication...Usa ka kurso nga gisuya-an sa kadaghanan.Dili na usa ka bag-ong panhitabo nga kung ikaw usa ka Mass com student, magatu-o ang uban nga perte kang mupaka og Iningles.Pero wala sila kabalo nga nagkalisud pud di-ay to. Sa ni-atong high school pa ko, Mass Communication ang ginapangandoy nako nga kurso apan pagtungtung naku sa kolehiyo, nabag-o ang akung gusto. Civil Engineering ang akung gikuha kay gatu-o ko nga bright ko og geometry, trogonometry, physics, og statictics. Wala man pud ko nasayop, nakapasar ra man pud ko, flat one pa man gani sa uban nga subjects, samtang ang uban nagkalisud og sakit dyud tung nahagbong. Apan ang kapalaran wala mu-uyon sa akong gusto, wala ko makapadayun og eskwela tungod sa problema sa kwarta. Nganu man gud ning kwarta nga dalli ra mang mawala, arangan biya mi sa-una. Ing-ana gud dagway na basta palahubog ang imung amahan og sugarol ang inahan. Apan ang ginikanan, ginikanan lang gihapon, ma-ilisan na ang tanan pero dili ang pamilya. Usa ka tu-ig intawun kung na-"bore" sa amung balay, nangita ko og trabaho apan disi-syete pa man intawon ko, dili sad ko ganahan mahimung tapasero og labi na ang katabang. Munang ang nahitabo, kaon, kasaba, lantaw og salida, katulog ang akong matag-adlaw na lihuk. Dili nako musaysay og todo kay makahilak niya mo.

Mahuman ang usa ka tu-ig, nakalingkawas na intawon mi sa kalisud. Mi-ingon ang ang akong amahan nga makabalik na ko sa pag-iskwela. Lipay na untana ko apan kinahanglan ko mukuha ug la-in nga kurso kay mahal na ang pliti pa-ingon sa Bajumpandan. Ang pinaka-unang kurso nag misulod sa akong alimpatakan kay ang Mass Comm. "Hay! Balik na pud ko og first year," bagulbul na ko. Wala ko magtu-o nga aduna pa di-ay swerte nga nakakabubit nako. Wala man di-ay major ang Mass Comm kung first year, munang second nako diritso. Lipay na sad ko. Pahilum-hilum sa unang mga simana sa klase. "Misteryoso" ingon sa akong mga isip magtutungha. Apan wala magdugay, nakita na ang hilas sa akong pagkatawo. Daghan ang nakuratan, apan wala koy paki-alam. Nahuman na ang usa ka tu-ig, sayun ra man tanan. Major?, hmmp...wala'y "challenge". Galibug ko kung sayun ra o kung utukan ra gud ko. Ayaw na og "plurk" kay ako ning estorya.

Mi-abot na pud ang bag-ong semester, third year na ko da. Kapaspas sa panahon ui. Hangtud karun dili lang gihapan ko makatuo nga baynte ra ming tanan apan ang kasaba sa among klase. Sulay og bisita kay kaila kag tyangge. Ang pagtu-o nako dako nako og baba apan pagsulod nako sa Mass Comm nahimo kong amang. Matar! Ang baba sa akong mga classmate perte gung dagku-a apan dili mailhan kay mga gagmay ra ba. Pero dili tanan, naa pu'y dagko basta dako dyud. Kung unsa kalami ang kinabuhi nako sa mi-aging tu-ig, muna pud kalisud karon. Ang major nga masayun-sayu ra, karon makaboang na. Requirements ba mong perteng daghana, ug sa tubg pa, nalumos na ko. Apan kini kabalo ko nga usa lang ka pagsulay, wala'y lisud sa tawong kabalo maningkamot og maningti-il.

Eenie Minnie Mynie MOe!!!!

2010-09-29T02:58:00.000-07:00

"Honest hearts produce honest actions"

It is really a fact the actions speak louder than any word. One obvious reality is that no matter how hard you try to cover up all the lies with plastic smiles, you will never succeed. "For evil to triumph, good men shall do nothing," what a beautiful quote. I can honestly say that I'm not that good but one thing I can truly be proud of about myself is being loyal. Yes, I'm a loyal but when I hear even a single bad word about me, I can easily tear our bonds apart. I was not born nor trained to be an underdog. But I am really hoping that I was barking at the right tree.

I'd rather be brutally frank than to be DUMB!

2010-09-23T01:15:00.000-07:00

The days have passed and all the allegations and rumors collided. It’s hard to accuse someone whom you have been for a long time. But what if all the facts point to him, will I do nothing? Being suspected by something bad is not bad when you know to yourself that you are not doing something bad. Being paranoid will just make the people think more bad about you. And what’s with the change of attitude. Like what the hell is wrong with you? And for the record, acting weird makes you more suspicious you know. When I thought I was the only one who “changed Imaged”.

The time to make a stand and spill the beans has arrived. Will I consider his feelings or will I pursue my quest for the truth. I choose the TRUTH. I DON’T MIND BEING HATED IF THAT IS THE PRICE OF TELLING THE TRUTH. Besides, if you are not guilty then you don’t have anything to feel bad about. Again, for the record, you always say that you are “OPEN-MINDED”, let’s see if that is really true.

I have find lots of means to solve this problem, making it a priority…..forget all the projects and deadlines. Logical and irrational to be exact. I even went to a fortune teller. I’m so desperate. And I even wonder why am I so desperate.

I do believe that the decision I have made was totally correct. If it’s not him then good for all of us coz at least his not, then he could clear his name. I rather be brutally frank than to be a hypocrite saying that I could work with him even though I’m thinking bad about him.

On the other hand, what if I’m correct that it is really him. Then all the problems will be gone. We will be back to normal but of course without him. Because his going to rot in jail. Ooooppppssss…I’m so bad. If you need SYMPATHY, I won't work with me.

Is he innocent or not? I will not stop till I found out. I WILL NEVER SHUT UP.

Just Got Late!

2010-09-18T08:40:00.000-07:00

Super Junior is just one of the boy bands from South Korea. I have heard of their band before but I was not that interested to Korean pop or commonly called as K-pop. Who the hell would like such music?, you don’t understand what they are saying. Even their dancing skills did not even give me any thrill because I’ve seen that a million times ago. In the streets perhaps, even the amateurs can do those moves.
But as what the famous cliché says “It’s better late than never.” I heard these lines from the radio “Neoui ttatteuthan geu soni chagapge, chagapge shikeo isseul ttae
Neoui ganghaetdeon geu ma eumi nal karopge sangcheo badasseul ttae
Naega jaba julge anajulge salmyeoshi, geugeoseuro jakeun iroman dwendamyeon johgesseo
Eonjena deo maneun geol haejugo shipeun nae mam neon da mollado dwae” (I got this from the internet….like dumb…I can’t memorize it….)
Hahahaha……I was so enticed by its fast beat. Yeah, I know all the songs are like that now. But what I like about it is that I don’t understand the lyrics yet I want to listen to it. And I just don’t know why. Where am I? Sorry, got out of track, here is the muscleman…..I was strangely surfing youtube for their music videos and many of my office mates can observe. As of now, got to see, I think five of their MV’s, I play them again and again until I memorize the lines so that I could brag it to my friends.
Lately, I was imitating some of their moves…(like I could do that….). I don’t care how I look like when I do that as long as I am feeling good about it. I wish I had as white complexion as them. Hehehehe….one true fact….Filipinos want to be what they are not……
I also observed that one of them looks like me…..hehehehehehehehhehhehehehehhehehehheh………guess who!

Life is a matter of Choice

2010-09-14T10:21:00.000-07:00

This is a story of two birds who grew up together inside a cage. The name of two birds are FREE and SAFE. One day, the door of the cage opened....so the two birds are having a dilemma whether to go out or to stay. FREE said that they should go out because they can explore the world outside, where they can spread their wings and fly as high as they can. But SAFE, asserted that inside the cage there is no danger of hunters nor predators, and they don't have to look for their food because their master is generous to them.

FREE decided to live the cage and flew away. he met new friends who were so happy to him. He was eating as many as he can, food that he has never tasted in his whole life. He is amazed by the scenery whom he only sees on pictures and television. "This is the happiest day of my life," FREE expressed.

SAFE stayed and gets the full attention of her master. She was amazed on how her master takes care of her, not like when FREE was still around. She gets a larger amount of food and water. She is especially taken to a veterinarian for a check up. "This is the Happiest day of my life," SAFE exclaimed.

Then one day FREE was shot by a hunter but escaped but was eaten by a python. While, SAFE was eaten by the cat, named Bullshit, of their neighbor when her master went out to work. So the both birds died. There are times that whether you like it or not, there is no better choice.

You are helpless that you sometimes give up and cry. But I'm not that weak though. Damn all the fuckin' critiques. I wish I was not what I am.

INSECURITY KILLS

2010-09-13T02:32:00.001-07:00

Are you defensive? Cannot enjoy silence?
Do you joke excessively? Self-promoting?
Do you bully others? Are you overly authoritative?
Are you overly competitive? Are you materialistic?

“INSECURE ka friend”
One of the greatest endeavors we can never escape is to learn how to accept who we really are. An individual who has learned to accept who he/she is has a greater chance to achieve success, have a meaningful life, and most of all respect from other people.
An individual who feels insecure finds every aspect of life full of difficulties and misery. Since most individuals are insecure, an individual who is secure has control and power over others; even if they are not actually powerful.
Accepting who you are is a half way step in achieving a meaningful existence. The earlier you realize that true happiness is something you develop with in yourself, and not that you achieve from others or from the things you have; the earlier you will be able to mold your own destiny.
A lifetime of development
Every individual has insecurity beneath its skin. It is undeniable that it is almost impossible to be completely free from insecurities. Oliver Mapili, a junior B.S. Criminology student, said that he is jealous of other guys who are good looking because they always get the attention of the girls. Kaye Ann Turco, a freshman BSBA student, said that it is unfair to have unequal treatment with good looking persons and the not so good looking. Throughout history, there have been only few individuals who have prolonged self-confidence, and as a matter of fact most of them became great spiritual leaders. Up to this time, we look to them as our inspirations.
The first step towards happiness and a wonderful life is simply by building your esteem. If you have low amount of self-esteem in your system you will not be the person you want to be and you will have limited happiness. Increasing your self-esteem is directly proportional to increasing your self-confidence. If you have gained confidence you will learn to respect yourself and later on you will gain the respect of others, enhance your interpersonal relationships and be happy….this is not being selfish since you can contribute more and show the world what you can do. Low self-esteem will lead to stress, sadness, insecurity, and low confidence. You will be intimidated of others assets. Inner criticism is an act when you judge yourself negatively. You feel pity of your self which makes you pessimistic.
Self-confidence is something you learn from your experiences. Aris Villahermosa, a freshman B.S. Nursing student, said that words cannot put him down. It is often achieved when you get older or smarter, but sometimes other people just cannot find it. Those who have acquired self-confidence earlier will find life much easy than those who have not.
A pain in the neck
Nobody is perfect; it is easy to observe those that are insecure with other people’s fortune. Obsession is one of the bad results of being too much insecure, seeking approval from other people. Extreme insecurity gives a headache to a person and is often the cause of almost all his struggles.
Secure people find contentment from their selves; while insecure people find contentment from the approval of other people. This behavior is manifested in two major areas:
1. A person becomes overly selfish. Male and female experience insecurities, but males have more slightly low chances to feel this way. An individual who is very selfish finds contentment by acquiring possessions, approval, and attention.
2. A person becomes overly accommodating. This form of insecurity is experienced by both sexes, but females have more slightly low chances to feel this way. An individual who is very accommodating finds contentment by being so humble when interacting with others.
A remedy for you
1. learn to face your fears. Do not be scared by the challenges you encounter. Remember that facing your fears is a good way to enhance your self-confidence and self-esteem.
2. learn to forget your failures but learn from them. Do not commit the same mistakes you have done but it does not mean that you should not try again. Do not be afraid to try, be wise and strong. Move on!
3. learn to now what you want and ask for it. Do not be afraid to set your goals in life. Take the risk to believe in your self.
4. learn to eward yourself when you succeed. Do not hesitate to give your self a reward because no one else will.
5. learn to talk. Do not assume of a situation which are not true. Do not be afraid to ask or answer questions.
6. learn to be strong Do not be scared to try something else. Everyone experiences failures so start flexing your muscles.

Warning: Don't read this!!!!!

2010-09-03T09:16:00.000-07:00

I know you people won’t understand what I mean; this is just for personal use.

This is just one those nights that I used to do things which are actually not allowed by the authorities of this asylum. But what can I do, I’m just a human being with pleasures that are needed to be met. I am just waiting for the right opportunity to strike my plans. Well, I was not expecting that it would be this fun, playing cat and mouse. It felt like I was a child again, only smarter. I am not a brat; I am simply playful type of person. For me, doing things out of the boundaries is nothing but a game I am certainly good at. Here we go again; I need to be alert for the feisty eyes of the predator are at me, as if I really care.

To continue, I cannot be that accurate when it comes to details but I think I could elaborate it clearer. But I guess you still don’t understand what I mean. By the way, don’t continue reading this, you will not certainly understand.

I started that day with smile because my hair was placed where I want it to be. Yes, I am that shallow, and then? I faced the mirror, appreciating my own self. Hey, I’m starting to realize that I like myself to much. Is that bad? Don’t answer the question; you’re not the one I’m talking to. I guess not. Sorry, was I rude. I have a confession to make; I don’t like people giving comments to me whether it’s good or bad. I just act as if I want to be praised but actually I don’t want to hear those things. Also, I don’t like to hear criticisms especially coming from lower species. I mean, ugly or dumb or both. It really pisses me off when people don’t call me by my name….my name is such a nice name…Kenneth.

I already told you not to continue reading…..

Thinking of nasty things to another person is just normal, right? Sometimes, I just want to quit thinking for all I do is killing a person in my mind. I am not like this but I guess people really do change; what can I do its part of growing up. I'm tired typing so I guess I have to go.

Talking about things I do not know

2010-08-31T01:44:00.000-07:00

Have you tried being kicked by a horse? Being bitten by a shark? Or being punched by a Super Heavyweight Boxing champion? What about being used by an unfaithful partner? Which among the questions above do you think hurts the most? You already have an answer, don’t you? You cannot deny that the last one hurts most. Wouldn’t you agree?

We seldom find something more hurting than to be used by the person that we love. But when your partner takes you for granted, it is a whole new story; you should be brave to tell him/her that your relationship is over. Even though breaking up is disheartening, it is not the end of the world. You should bear in mind that in every end there will be a new beginning. Learn to knock and a new door will open for you.

There are lots of mistakes that newly-singled people commit after the breakup, without knowing that they are making the situation harder for them to move on. Do not expect for reconciliations because today is the time for renewal. Here is a way to forget your ex in order to move on.

1. Do not pity yourself

It is almost impossible that an individual will not experience break ups. In point of fact, this is a normal phenomenon of being a teenager especially when you meet many people every single day. It is advisable to keep your self busy rather than just hanging around in a solitary room feeling weak and defenseless. Accept that you loose, besides you are just a human that commits mistakes.

2. Your single! Face it

If you want to forget your ex, stop dreaming that you will be back in each others arms again. Learn to accept that you are single and be happy, before you search or date, in the least, someone.

Enjoy the freedom of being single; do things whatever and whenever you want. Look for a cheesy movie that will surely tickle your heart, it is better to do it alone. Do not entertain your ex if he/she is calling you. Do not keep anything that might make you remember him/her. After that you will feel as light as a feather.

3. Set your heartaches free

Break ups frequently results to unpleasant feelings, it could be a deep sense of loneliness to a great range of anger. Identify what your heart is telling you, admit if it really hurts, then drop it like it is hot.

If you are having a hard time on the “setting free” part, try to have an outlet through writing what are you feeling on a piece of paper, then throw it or tear it apart. If it does not work, take a nap, take a walk or eat chocolates but if your cost cutting bananas will do, just do anything that will break the flow of negative thoughts.

As a general rule, wash out all the evil inside your brain in a good manner of course, such as sports, arts like singing, dancing, and drawing, or writing a diary. Look for a comfort zone; do not be afraid to search someone you can share your heartaches with.

4. Remember that your ex is not perfect

It is really painful thinking and remembering his tantalizing eyes or her sweet way of answering you calls. But why not think of his/her flaws? Think of the qualities that you do not like about him/her, like how annoying, extremely boring, and unfaithful he/she was. It will be a big step to your full recovery.

5. Do not communicate with him/her

Loneliness is the most unbearable part of breaking up. If it reaches to the part that you will have to tie your hands in order to avoid his/her call, do it.

Even if your ex is an excellent source of comfort when you were still together, calling him/her to show that you have already recovered will only make it worst. There are lots of fish in the water, learn to search and you will find.

6. Start a new hobby

You have all the power of trying new things, without a boyfriend or a girlfriend. Find things that your ex was not interested in, whether it is counting ships or baking cakes. Indulge your self on activities that will make your time worth while. Aside from the fact that you will meet other people, you might meet a new admirer or an inspiration.

7. What went wrong is history

Truly, many break ups usually do not have a certain or valuable cause. These things happen when the communication between partners is weak. It is not saying that we should not learn from our mistakes but thinking and dwelling on the possible causes of the breakup is not helping.

As an alternative, do not focus on what happened in the past, live for today but look forward for tomorrow. God always has a plan for us, sometimes we feel alone but actually God is saving someone better than the one we had before. So move on! The right one is maybe just around.

My stary stary night

2010-08-30T07:07:00.000-07:00

When everything is always begged to be given.
When the only person you can trust is yourself.
When you lose hope and there is no one to turn to.
When everything that you have believe in was nothing but a lie.
When people you love turn their backs right before your very eyes.
When there is no light ahead of you.
When no one cares what may happen to you.
When eating does not mean anything to you anymore.
When the world is against your every move.
When the hands of time is no longer significant in your life.
When talking is useless for no one will listen to you.
When breathing is no longer essential but a privilege.
When tears from your eyes had already run dry. LIKE THE HELL I CARE ABOUT YOU.

I have my own goals to deal with:

I want to be the very best that no one has ever was.
I want to be in a place where no one has ever was.
I want to buy the things that no one ever has.
I want to be someone that no one ever was.
I want to be the first person on Earth to travel across the universe.
I want to create a world that my word is the rule.
I want to see the treasures which no has ever seen.
I want to be the first person to prove that aliens do exist.
I want to have my own island where fun never ends.
I want to be the first person to say hello to God in person.
I want to be the first person to die and live again.

I know I have been quite selfish but I'd rather go shopping than to listen to your heartaches.

I Hate when I hate

2010-08-27T00:09:00.001-07:00

There are people that we cannot control because they are simply out of reach. They are not like me because we are different. I do not like these kinds of people because they cannot say it to me straight to the point because they are not aware who they are dealing with. I don not care what other people say (I’m not affected! you sons of a bitch). But it is nice to have you around because you fill the pages of my notes. I have something to write for other people to see because people, I mean dumb people, make my life happy. Actually these kinds of people do not know who I am with right now are somehow rubbishes on my path. But I cannot tell them that because I can’t. it is just that I honestly do not have the right to do so. It is against one’s human right and I do not like other people to make such actions towards me as well. One thing that pisses me off are there mind bugging faces. They look like filthy pigs waiting for there sorry parents to give them some forage. Well, does it really make since to focus this blog on them? No.

On the other hand, let me share a small anecdote of what had happened on the 13th of April this year. Where am I? Ohh! Sorry, I lost track, I was also watching an anime as of this time. Yeah, the anecdote, I lost my wallet. I was searching for it everywhere but I was disappointed. Well, I only have a hundred on that wallet as well as my ATM card that contains all of my salary for the month of March. WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!

What will I do? Am I gonna loose my hardwork, all the sweat and blood which I literally shed. All the hurting words, pissing crew mates, head aching costumers, and sleepless nights. Let me repeat! WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH. I was searching for every corner, did someone stole it? Or have I lost it? Or left it somewhere and someone with the need for money had seen it and has no intention to give it back to me even though my I.D. is in there. What’s wrong with the world? Or what’s wrong with me. Do have any clue to where should I look? I have been asking to many questions lately. Well, I kind of liking this anime. Sorry, I lost track again, the loading really takes so long. My gully! I press the wrong key. I am such an idiot. Going back with my wallet. I found it in my mother’s bag, she said I left on the chair while I was disarming my bags.

Well, all the bags are packed but am I ready to go the place where there is nothing but me, alone, in the darkness of my on existence. How could I possibly end this? When the person stopping me in nearby. Here we go again! Here we go again! Kids nowadays are not that amusing anymore. Or are they still kids? What the f*ck! Oooppsss. I am kind of saying bad bad words lately. am I inconsiderate or they are just being unreasonable to the extent that already taking a huge toll on me. This kid told me to get to my actions but I guess it really make me laugh but I can not because it will really make them scream to death. Hahahahahhahahahah.

What is wrong with them? What is wrong with them? What is wrong with him? Yeah. I mean yes, I am certainly pissing them off, well that’s what you get for messing with the great “ME”. I think you do not know what I am talking about. It was just a short story of me and others in this 24/7 computer café’.

And I am going to continue this till they scream? Am I bad? Yes. And I like it because they started it. They got me pissed off in the first place, they should have talked to me calmly and asked me a favor but it was certainly the other way around.

They are angry! They are angry! But I am too. Let us see who is going to pull the trigger first. Is it me or them? Will they finally put an end to their misery or they will continue to spit words which they think that could affect me. Well, guesss what I am to stupid to follow instructions from other people which I do not get am hell damn of anything. Tell the operator to stop me because if you won’t them I won’t. you might as well quit what you are doing and come back if I am already gone. Hahahahahahahha. This is getting more exiting than ever. I am no longer sleepy anymore because these people really put the hell of a damn on me. But what else can they do I am totally hard headed. Sorry for the inconvenience but I am going to stay here for good. And I am not going to stop until my journey towards complete happiness will be achieve. Nor will I surrender my rights as a rightful costumer of this computer café’.