Back!

August 12th, 2008 by yeyecute

Wow. So I’m actually writing my blog again! That could mean two things—that I have so much time in my hands that I’m bored to death, or I have so much stuff in my head that it will kill me. Either way, I’ll be dead. However, this time, it’s for both reasons.

Anyway, let me enumerate these not-so-deep, random thoughts that’s been parading in my mind like crazy in the last 3 hours:

1. Catnaps before bedtime are seeds to insomnia. You know those times when you trick yourself to sleep for five minutes, then promise yourself to brush your teeth after, and then sleep again? Well, the sleep again part doesn’t work for me. Actually, I’m hoping this blog will do the trick–for me, not for you, readers!

2. Why does Pacific Mall get away with selling pirated DVDs? I mean, it would be understandable if some third-world country sell these stuff. Still punishable by law, I should say. But Canada? Selling fake stuff outright? At least Philippines try to hide it…(interestingly, policemen can trace these hideouts, and buy stuff from them too. Tsk, tsk, tsk.) It’s a corrupt world everywhere.

3. A lucrative job was offered to me. It’s the job I’ve always been trained to do. The job I’m supposed to want because I’ve been preparing for it since freshmen college. Why am I willing to throw that all away now? A friend told me he simply wants to have a good job to have the comforts of life. I asked him, why waste money on yourself when you can help others who need it more? He asked me back me why I’m spending all my money in grad school. Isn’t it because it will assure me of a good job and possibly have the comforts of life? I told him I wanted to be a missionary. And that I can have bigger boundaries with my educational background. He then answered in defiance, you can be a missionary everywhere without having to deny the comforts of life. And then he had to hang up. Boy, I should have the last word on that conversation!

4. A good friend is getting married in two weeks! How does one come to that kind of life-changing decision? How can you tell for sure that this person is really that one you are willing to spend your life with? Sometimes, marriage seems like a really scary idea and that celibacy seems a like good ground to fall on. But nah, I don’t think I’m cut-out for that either. Is there anything between marriage and singles-for-life without being promiscuous?

5. Why in the world do I assume that I can read the whole musical history of the medieval to classical period in two days when I just finished reading the romantics in technically four days?

6. How did the Beijing people prepare for that spectacular Olympics 2008 opening? It must be a glorious experience to be a part of those performers! Simply wow. And then I’m speechless.

7. Why do I torture myself with liking someone and not letting him know that actually I do? A lot of people tell me, this is North America! Filipina ways are simply a thing of the past. Even Maria Claras have to do the chasing sometime. Is it really so?

8. I used to think I’m not afraid of heights, and today Casa Loma made me realize that I’m actually terrified of heights. And it’s just Casa Loma! But I conquered Wonderland’s Behemoth last Sunday, and jumped up and down on the glass floor at CN tower while looking down and not feeling nauseated or wobbly or anything. Now I’m confused whether I’m really scared of heights or not. But why should I even bother, right?

9. I am presently freaking out with the schedule I’m going to have this fall semester. I told my cousin, with this crazy schedule, it’s actually advantageous to not have a boyfriend. She told me she has to disagree, at least on my case. That busy schedules have always been my excuse, but not anymore. Unfortunately, I cannot disclose any further information about that on this blog. :-)

10. I am sleepy. Blogging actually did the trick! Goodnight, peeps! And as they always say it in Pinoy txting, "Tsup, tsup, muah, muah!"

June 26, 2008

June 26th, 2008 by yeyecute

Q: NAME A FRIEND WHOSE NAME STARTS
WITH ‘S’

Shirley

 

Q: 4TH PERSON ON YOUR MISSED CALLS

Pastor David Scarr

 

Q: WHAT DID THE LAST TEXT MESSAGE
YOU RECEIVED SAY?

My new cell number will be *** ***
****. And I will be switching to AT and T. Thanks!

 

Q: DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?

Nope.

 

Q: DO YOU HAVE CURLY HAIR?

Yes!!!!

 

Q: WHAT IS THE NEXT CONCERT YOU’RE
GOING TO?

50 Years of Bossa Nova Featuring Paulhino
Garcia’s Orquestra Brazzilli in Chicago.

 

Q: WHO’S THE COOLEST PERSON IN YOUR
LIFE?

Right now? Hmmm…That’s hard. I hang
out with a bunch of cool people so…I don’t know.

 

Q: WHAT WORDS DO YOU SAY A LOT?

Oh yeah?

 

Q: WHAT IS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?

Vege-Corned Beef sandwich with Swiss
cheese, lettuce and tomato. (Naku po, kumain nanaman ako ng kamatis. Lagot!)

 

Q: WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAID
TO SOMEONE AND WHO WAS IT?

“Liszt is hot.” –to John Clark.

 

Q: DO YOU WATCH TV?

Not lately.

 

Q: HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE, DONNIE
DARKO?

Huh???

 

Q:EVER BEEN HUNTING?

Hunting what??? Boys—No!
Food—yes!!!

 

Q: IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?

I hope so!

 

Q: WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID,
”I LOVE YOU” AND MEANT IT?

Mother’s Day.

 

Q: WHAT SHOULD YOU BE DOING RIGHT
NOW?

Work for Dr. Logan

 

Q: DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?

Yes. I miss hearing my nickname… L

 

Q: DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST
SIGHT?

Nope. Hate at first sight, yes. LOL.

 

Q: WHO’S THE YOUNGEST ONE IN THE
FAMILY?

Ako!

 

Q: DO YOU CLEAN UP NICE?

Hehe. I believe that depends on the “beholder.” I always think I do, but
my mom says I don’t.

 

Q: LAST TIME YOU USED A SKATEBOARD?

Wow, that was like 15 years ago!

 

Q: WHERE WAS THE LAST PLACE YOU
SLEPT BESIDES YOUR HOUSE? Sa Fil-Am church…

Q: EVER RUN OUT OF GAS ON THE ROAD?

Run out of breath, more like it!!! (mag
bike ang drama ng buhay ko)

 

Q: BEST MOVIE YOU’VE SEEN IN THE
PAST TWO WEEKS?

Facing the Giants

 

Q: WHO DO YOU TRUST THE MOST?

God.

 

Q: DO YOU THINK PEOPLE WHO COME UP
WITH BRAIN DEAD QUIZZES ARE CRYING FOR HELP IN SOME TWISTED WAY?

I don’t think so.

 

1) last person you saw: John Clark

2) last talked to on the phone:
Pastor David Scarr

3) last hugged: I don’t remember…

4) last person you texted: Ate Dem

5) last date: Last Monday, dinner.

6) last plan: Meet with Pastor Scarr
tomorrow and cook pansit for the youth group

7) dislike about tomorrow: Audition
for St. Joe church! Waaahhh!

8) missing someone: YES. J Terribly!

9) mood: Anxious. Excited.
Contented.

 

TRUE OR FALSE

I am a morning person: Trying to be.

I am a perfectionist: In a way,
yeah.

I am an only child: Oh, no! Thank
heavens I’m not.

I am online 24/7: Who does that?????

I am very shy around the opposite
gender: Aha, that depends! Most of the times, I’m not.

I can be paranoid: Yup!

I currently regret something that I
have done: I used to.

I enjoy talking on the phone: Hmmm..that
depends on who I’m talking to

I have a lot to learn: Of course. Everybody
does

I have a secret: A LOT!!!

 

What in the world?!?

June 13th, 2008 by yeyecute

Peter hugged the girl we met at the corridor. That’s weird. I’ve never seen him touchy-feely with other girls before. So anyway, after the usual how-are-yous, he hugs her again, all the while never acknowledging my presence.

Even weirder was that I’ve never seen such a long hall before. Peter and I were both getting restless and didn’t see any point pursuing what might be at the end of the hall so I decided to call it quits and went home.

I woke up after a few hours to the sound of an organ playing. Everything was so bright and I wondered why my bedroom looked so different. I went outside to check where the music might be coming from and to my surprise, it was coming from the vast structure of a stone cathedral right across my house. Well, I know, it really isn’t surprising to hear organ music sifting out of a church, but since when did I have a mammoth-sized cathedral for a neighbor?

I stared in awe while drinking the beautiful sound of the choir and organ. Ahhh. I need to pee…
—————
Hey, I didn’t know Frank has a sister! Oh well. And she’s getting married! So anyway, the night before the wedding, Frank saw her in his kitchen devouring all the food she could get her hands on. Have you guys seen Spirited Away? You know the part where mom and dad turned into pigs for eating too much stuff in the restaurant? In a way, she ate like that, and although she didn’t morph into a pig, Frank had the initial thought of his sister turning into one.

Turned out that the groom-to-be was really worried about her size. He felt that his family won’t accept her for how she looked like. And so in the weeks before the wedding, he decided to starve her by banning her to eat anything as long as they are together. Poor girl!
————–
I don’t make sense, do I? Well, that’s because my dreams don’t. ;-)

Morning Thoughts

June 9th, 2008 by yeyecute

She is popular. I could confidently say that 95 percent of the student
population of that SDA campus know her (The unknowing 5 percent being
the preschoolers and kids from the elementary and highschool). Her
popularity is not based on her looks nor her wealth but because she is
radical. Working under her supervision for two years, it was
interesting to witness how radical she could be in a supposedly
Adventist environment.

People
talk about her and marvel at her guts in sharing her faith in an
"irritating" sort of way. I’ve heard stories of her banning karaoke in
social functions (and karaoke being the top 5 entertainers in a social
function, Pinoy style), banning the non-Adventist construction workers
to smoke on and off duty (as long as they were on Adventist ground),
visiting the same workers in their make-shift houses in the campus and
checking to see if they are not desecrating the Sabbath, banning
radio–pop or classical mostly on class trips and engages the students
to sing hymns instead all the way to Manila, refusing to eat out on
those class trips (eating out being one of the major highlights on
those trips) and bringing a big pot of bean paste and wheat bread
instead on the van, banning the official campus choir to sing in church
because their uniforms were too revealing, discouraging make-up
(lipstick, eyeliners, lip gloss–you name it), catering faculty
meetings with raw, tasteless food, and discouraging the other faculty
members to eat what they brought for lunch because hers were so much
healthier, discouraging opera songs in the voice majors’ repertoire…
and the list could go on and on and on.

Truth be told, I am
one of those people who would make snide comments of how radical she
is. My daily conversations with people of the same "beliefs" would
often find her ‘antics’ entertaining or irritating, depending on the
occasion if we were directly affected or not. She was an icon, and we
would have private nicknames for her, or quote her ironically on more
than one occasion.

Interesting how I suddenly have vivid images
of those times while reading a passage from EG White’s Great
Controversy p. 46, "Their [early Christians] blameless deportment and
unswerving faith were a continual reproof that disturbed the sinner’s
peace…they were a terror to evildoers wherever their character and
doctrines were known. They were hated by the wicked…It was for the
same reason that the Jews rejected and crucified the Saviour—because
the purity and holiness of His character was a constant rebuke to their
selfishness and corruption."

Whoops, I can hear myself quoting Judas Iscariot, "Is it I, Lord???"

I
have actively discussed her ‘faith-sharing’ style with many of my close
friends, and often, we would come to the same conclusion
(friends—correct me tho, if I’m wrong), that there was nothing wrong
with her beliefs, that she is highly commendable for doing what is
right, but that her ways of sharing it is a turn-off, especially to
those who might still be considered ‘weak’ in the faith, that instead
of leading them to Christ they come to view it in a legalistic manner,
that she insists on her way of doing it regardless of how it might hurt
feelings.

But who am I to judge? Who am I to underestimate the
powers of the Holy Spirit to work on someone’s heart? Aren’t we all
commissioned to spread the gospel? Besides, have I made any conscious
effort at all to share and verbalize it? Or, am I satisfied with just
using my musical talents and let the Holy Spirit do the rest of the job?

(This entry remains un-concluded, and is open for any of your violent or pleasing reactions.)

Re-direct

June 6th, 2008 by yeyecute

If you want to see pictures of the tour we took at Battle Creek last Saturday afternoon, here’s the link to click:

http://yeyewannabe.blogspot.com/2008/06/legacy-tour.html

Initially, I wanted to post the blog here. But as we all know, Friendster is fast becoming outdated that it’s almost useless to put most of my blog entries here.

Habang Naglalaba…

May 29th, 2008 by yeyecute

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I’m doing my laundry, so while I’m waiting…

1. Who among your friends know the real you?

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– Right now?? Nobody knows me but me.

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2. When was the last time you went out?

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– Memorial Monday

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3.If you could kiss anyone who would it be?

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– Just one?! I will want to kiss…DENNIS! Lol. Weh, hindi mo yun kilala!

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4 . What song are you listening to right now?

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– Wala. But I plan to listen to online lectures from last year’s GYC later tonight.

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5. What does it remind you of?

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– The lectures? It reminds me to be a better person.

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6. Last 10 movies you watched?

7 lang kaya ng powers ko eh…

Noah’s Ark: I should have turned the computer off the moment the DVD showed the notice: "The makers of this film have taken the freedom to more poetic creativity." So anyway, the story went like this, Noah and his best friend, Lot, lived in the city of Sodom. One day they went to another equally sinful city to join a fighting game of sorts—where they kill people and stuff (a gory version of Matira, Matibay). Apparently, Noah can’t take it, so he lets Lot play instead. After the games, he went back home to where his children, Shem, Ham, and Japhet, welcomed him with questions like, "How many did you kill this time, father?" Later in the movie, the Lord called Noah to meet Him on top of a mountain. The Lord told Him to leave Sodom because He was going to destroy it. He didn’t believe God would do it so the Lord turned the mountain into a fiery volcano and the scene became very reminiscent of the scene where Frodo (Lord of the Rings) is on a cliff and tries to throw the ring into the fire. Anyway, God scared the wits out of Noah so he finally believed Him. Noah then tried to bargain that if he could find at least 10 good people in Sodom, God shouldn’t destroy the city. So God said yes. However, he only found two people. And guess who? Lot and his wife! On Noah’s way out of the city, he blindfolded his children so that they won’t be tempted to look back (forced obedience, more likely). Lot did the same thing with his wife. However, as we all know (and this is probably the only segment in the movie where I could not disagree), she looked back and turned into a pillar of salt. And then, the movie goes back to being the freaky Bible circus that it started with. After 10 years, that’s when Noah builds the ark. Truth to tell, I never went that far to waste my time.

Luther: My interest in Bach, and the kind of practices and powers the Catholic Church had during this time actually led me to watch this.

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Not One Less: Is about this Chinese girl, almost 13-years old, who volunteered to teach a one-room school in a very rural China setting of Siuxian village. The kind of perseverance and stubborn attitude she portrayed in the film was very inspiring (although irritating at times).

The Freedom Writers: Based on the true story of Erin Gruwell’s teaching experience in Wilson High, and her first students in room 203, who later on became known as the ‘Freedom Writers’. Lovers of "Dead Poets Society" and "Music of the Heart" will love this film. I cried buckets!

Galileo: A semi-feature film and semi-documentary film about Galileo Galilei. Believe it or not, it was really interesting. I did not watch this one, tho, for the sake of science, but for the sake of just getting the feel of how much the Church have a control over the State.

Prince Caspian: Should I tell you? Just go watch it!

Nancy Drew: Wala lang. :-)

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7. Which of your friends live closest to you?

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– I don’t know, which one is closest to Kephart? If it’s the AU apartments then it’s Ate Arnie, Tracy, Ate Jel, Kuya Allen, and Suny. If it’s Hillcrest, then it’s Frank.If it’s Timberland Drive, then it’s Inda, Ting, and Peter.

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8. What is your favorite shirt?

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– As long as it’s warm, comfy, and makes me look sexy a.k.a hiding my kabilbilan–then it’s a favorite shirt. lol!

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9. Do you drive?

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– I drive a bike. Do I drive a car? Hmmm, soon and very soon!

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10. What did you do yesterday?

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– I worked from 10-5pm, gave a piano lesson, called Mrs. Brantley, watched Cristina Piccardi’s concert in Fil-Am church, ate dinner served at Fil-Am (catered by Dr. Cerna), and hang out at Beechwood apt. to watch Nancy Drew with the Baker family.

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11. Do you wear contacts or glasses?

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– Glasses. I probably need both.

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12. Do you trust your friends?

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– Of course.

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13.Who was the last person who called you?

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– John.

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14.What annoyed you today?

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– The 6th list I was working on for Blythe Owen’s compositions. It was just the most disordered list I saw published in an international encyclopedia. It was neither alphabetical, chronological, categorical, or whatever. Just plain all over the place.

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15. Do you want multiple piercing?

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– On me? Nope.

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16. Your favorite song in your player?

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– For Good, from Wicked (the version sang by Lea Salonga and Jennifer Paz)

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17. Last time you went to the mall?

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– Last month, when I was out with Dana. I went to BestBuy last Monday, tho. Does that count?

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18 . What was the last thing you ate?

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– Pastillas de Pandan. And I shared it with John, my co-worker, who went crazy over it. He even joked that the only good thing that went right with his last relationship was all the Filipino food he was introduced to.

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19 . Which of your friends would make the best room mate?

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– Probably Shirley and Tracy. Or Suny. And of course, Peks and Poks (at close friends ng Peks at Poks)

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20. Last gift you received?

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– Bags and shirts and pastillas from Ate Dem. Yey! Thanks very much!

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21. Last vacation you were in?

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– I am on vacation everyday (before and after work). Lol.

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22. Do people ever spell your name wrongly?

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– Sometimes, but rarely.

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23. What’s the last compliment you received?

– "You are amazing! I underestimated you and I’m sorry about that. But after hearing you, I wondered why I ever thought you were who you weren’t."

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24. Who was the last friend you hugged?

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– James and Inda. It was so cold at the beach!

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25. Which celeb are you eye candying?

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– Wala eh.. Si Michael Johns dati, kaya lang may asawa na. At masyado pang bata si David A.

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26. What’s TOP 3 on your wishlist?

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– (3) Gift card at ABC Bookstore
– (2) John Bucchino cd and music book
– (1) Digital camera

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27. Which performance would you want to watch?

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– Live concerts of Lea Salonga, Piolo Pascual, Josh Groban, Micahel Buble, and Kristin Chenoweth. The musical, Wicked, at the stage comedy, Welcome to Intelstar.
– And I kinda want to go to Chicago everyday (wish!), may free performances kase everyday eh.

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28. What color are your nails?

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– The natural color of nails—kapag naipit sa pinto. Joke.

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29. Date down a special day for you?

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– November 30.

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30. In just one word, describe yourself.

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– Cautious.

Excited

May 27th, 2008 by yeyecute

I passed a test I don’t deserve to pass. Not that I am bragging I am smart (although I would not necessarily deny that either, LOL!), but because I barely studied for it—and that the test would qualify to be very easy (for some). What exam am I talking about? Drumroll please (………….) the Michigan Driver’s License written exam! Yehey! (I was  reminded, tho, to have my eyes rechecked). Anyhoo…I am now licensed to bang cars into trees and poles under the guise of ’student driver’. A big thanks to Felipe who kept pushing my butt off to take it, and for the free breakfast that came with the exam. ;-D

Aside from my day starting out very good, I was itching to start my new job in the Blythe Owen project. After hearing from Dr. Flores last week that the music department has no budget for me to work for Dr. Doukhan this summer, Mrs. Mack wasted no time in hiring me right away, not to work more hours for the library, but for her, directly. She has a big pot of money scholastically called as the "faculty grant" which she is currently using for her research on Blythe Owen, and according to her, she could use someone like me to be a part of the team because I am an organized and intense worker. (Yeah, right. She should see my bedroom in a state of intense DISoganization, especially on weekdays.) I was more than happy to be a part of it, after all, my job description didn’t sound like work at all—creating a master list of all of Blythe’s works (which is a LOT), tracking people and manuscripts, writing bibliographies, learning juicy bits of her life from her actual diaries and letters, etc. And knowing Mrs. Mack, the list could go on and on and on…

So anyway, I was excited to start it today only to be held back by (1) a new mandate on shelf reading, approximately three shelves, daily, and (2) a cart full of Vivaldi scores and other opera scores to shelve. By the time I got done, all my energy reserved for Blythe had flown right off the window. Oh well, there’s always tomorrow.

Also, the class trip to DC next week is beginning to shape up. Although I’m the complete oddball—the only female in the group, the newbie organ player, and the only foreign student, I have every intention to have fun and learn from the genius, Dr. Logan, and his so-called haven, the Library of Congress.

Lupang Hinirang

May 15th, 2008 by yeyecute


Ate
Arnie is excited for June 12. As a Filipino, that particular date would
definitely ring a bell. Having attended all of my schooling (from
elementary to college) in the Philippines, June 12 is not only
memorable because we have no classes, but because it is the day we
celebrate the nation’s independence. I remember being in numerous
school parades, carrying a miniature Philippine flag, and wearing the
traditional baro at saya. I also recall all those Magellan, Lapu-Lapu,
and Bonifacio green jokes my guy classmates would throw at each other
during these parades. Lunch fiesta a.k.a free food would be served at
the school gym.

Aside
from famous rice, pansit, and lumpia, the cafeteria would serve gluten
caldereta, chopsuey, sago at gulaman, puto, kalamay, and suman. Other
food stands surrounding the gymnasium would sell “the meat” or what we
always call ‘collorum’, like chicken adobo, beef afritada, fried
bangus, fish balls, chicken balls, kikiam, and kwek-kwek. And if
someone is not full yet, there’s always banana-q, camote-q, steamed
corn on the cob, and mango shake. Add to food and humor will be the
music and games which is also central to these festivities.

The
elementary school students will play the angklung , rondalla, and the
colored bottles. The academy students will usually feature a play or
traditional dances. College students usually—hmmm, I don’t really
remember since college students usually have their own thing, but I
remember my teachers doing some old-fashioned Filipino slapsticks in
Finster chapel.

Then
there was this one time when I remember the school having palosebo
(climbing the greasy bamboo pole), pukpok palayok (I won’t even dare
translate that), and running after a greasy pig. All the while, a local
army band would be playing timeless Filipino kundimans or OPM (Original
Pilipino Music) to cater to the younger generation.

So yeah,
that was enough reason for Ate Arnie to be excited since a big part of
our lives were spent in the same school. But living now in the land
where June 12 is a regular school day, the sentimental part of her
wanted to celebrate. And I, being a phlegmatic, would of course, just
agree.

Hmmmm, how are we going to celebrate June 12 now? Any ideas?

Too Much Time Now

May 8th, 2008 by yeyecute

It’s funny how frantic I was the past several weeks trying to get my
act together—writing papers, cramming for exams, practicing for
juries, grading tests, working at MMC, finishing projects, etc. It
seemed like the ‘academic’ punches would never end. Add to that
students who would constantly irritate me with "can i see my grade?",
"can you print this out for me?", "can you take these to her office?"
can you, can you, can you… ahhh! Of course I can, but why the heck
can’t I say "I’m Dr. Doukhan’s assistant, not yours." Just because I
work for her doesn’t mean I would obey her student’s beck and call.
Then again, I couldn’t draw the line. I don’t know where to draw the
line. Personally, my genes have the natural tendency to help people. I
feel obliged to whenever someone takes the time to ask it. But then,
one should take into account that forgetting all about it (since I’m a
feather-brain nut case), is not because I don’t want to help, but that
really is another different story. So, yeah, no matter how busy I get,
my time has to be shared with people who asks for my stellar
assistance. (I deserve some credit,don’t I?)

Anyway, that’s not
my point. What I really wanted to write before I started this entry was
about how much time I have in my hands right now. After months of
running the exhaustive race of school work, I feel like someone gives
me a big slap on my butt and says, "That’s it for now. Atta boy."
—well, that’s not really not a nice picture to compare myself with.
Ahhhh…what the heck.

At least my job at the library keeps me
constant. Instead of wandering around aimlessly trying to figure out
what I need to do with the rest of my summer, I could schedule my time
around something "unchangeable".

I think it’s time to get my cobwebbed list of to-do’s and get things going again…

This Week’s NEXT Top 50 Random Thoughts and Events in Random and Thoughtless Order

May 5th, 2008 by yeyecute

1. Celebrated the graduation of David, Sheryl, Dana, Genaida, Yoko, Paul, and
Cristian
2. Discovered that while I can coordinate myself in playing the organ, I have a
very hard time doing the same concentration in line dancing
3. Realized that the critic paper I wrote painstakingly received an A-.
Huzzah!!!!
4. Messed up on that passage I practiced over and over and over. What in the
world is wrong with me????
5. Realized that I have the ability to be gassy when very nervous
6. Admitted to my page turner that I’m so gassy from being so nervous
7. Laughed with my page turner for admitting that he farted a lot too in his
organ recital thus the reason for the strange looks his page turner was giving
him
8. Gained weight! Oh my golay!
9. Became the ultimate OC with periods, commas, and spaces
10. Saw Lola Guadiz!
11. Received too many compliments—most of which were totally uncalled for
12. Learned that a friend from AUP is planning to study in Andrews University!
13. Still wished I had money and had enough of what I needed
14. Tortured and beaten by exam week
15. Drove a lawn mower and thought it was very exciting
16. Considered buying a car and actually went for a test drive
17. Considered NOT buying the car because the cd player wasn’t working….hahaha.
18. Raked the leaves on Frank’s yard
19. Wondered how I should ask people for the money they owe me
20. Went to that ukay-ukay finally!
21. Is looking forward to get a haircut
22. Cannot see very well
23. Slept very late for the very wrong reasons. I resolve to never let that
happen again
24. Can finally read leisurely
25. Can finally play the piano leisurely
26. Can finally play the organ leisurely
27. Missed the social night!!!!! Waaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!
28. Sang John Rutter’s Requiem
29. Was told by a coworker, “I realized, oh man, you’re a very good musician!”
30. Is surrounded by wonderful friends from the church
31. Finally found an exercise partner
32. Procrastinated on writing my resume
33. Wondered what in the world is wrong with BTCU?!?
34. Enjoyed work at the library today, LOL.
35. Still thinks that Dr. Logan is a genius
36. Is pleased with my Applied Music Examination (AME)
37. Involuntarily fasted for a paper I underestimated
38. Ate that long awaited Pad Thai!!!!
39. Biked around the neighborhood until my butt hurt
40. Decided to stay in AU one more year
41. Hopes to go to  Europe for that Music
History class Dr. Doukhan is planning to do
42. Is in love with tulips and cherry blossoms
43. Needs a ride to Canada
44. Thinks she will change a lot over the summer
45. Has a big pile of laundry to fold and iron
46. Still needs a ‘Bojo-talk’
47. Finally got to taste the heavenly Philippine Tortillos!
48. Is still confused with a thousand different things
49. Missed greeting a friend’s birthday… kaluoy!
50. Wonders why she’s wasting her time doing this list…