Dear Diary,
Leap years were nothing for me before. But lately, I thought of doing something memorable in a leap year so that I would be able to recall the date quickly and always remember what I've been doing in such a day.
Anything crazy will do. I thought of even trying to force Ava, our shy and smooth-talking friend, to do something bad since she seem to be virgin when it comes to any sins (no pun intended with the term, Ava). So, Osonnie, my friend with almost the same brain twists as mine, thought of having her buy a condom and, if she could do more, flaunt it. We even thought of tasting condoms (just for fun). But that plan was not accomplished.
Tsk tsk...
We tried to think of something else but we just ended up singing in a videoke. But the fun didn't stop there yet, I tell you. It shouldn't be!!
I wanted to do something more. So, we went to Paco Park but it was already closed when we got there. We ended up in Robinson's Mall. At night, we ran around the fountain and tried our best to avoid the sprays... and the cranky security guard who whistled unto us. But all was done: We ran around in the fountains like foolish weirdos who never saw water being sprayed all their lonely lives. We had lots of fun, although we never get to chew condoms.
With Love,
Wild Ice
(yech!! yech!! So girly!!)
Okay, class, what are the language features of a (girly and pinkish) Dear Diary Text Type?
Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
WORK.COMPENDIUM.WEIGHT
What happened to Wild Ice these past few days???!
Hmmm... Well, I had been doing some compilation and it got me so busy lately but the good part of it was that I never crammed nor panicked. It was an achievement to have everything go smoothly in the process. Everytime I start doing something, I say a little prayer for the things I was going to use: "Work with me... Work with me..."
The funny thing is, these are just home works and school projects but lately I called these tasks as my job ('trabaho'). Maybe it is because I get to work a lot about everything and I'm not enjoying it. That's the sad part of it: I'M NOT ENJOYING IT.
Let me just remind you that my REAL COLLEGE COURSE CHOICE is (not was, but is) Mass Communication. How I got into education is a long story (I'll tell you some time soon but not now, I feel lazy doing so...)
I did not even try to do my best with this compilation (my professor is going to kill me if she reads this) because I don't want to waste too much time and money on doing something to please everyone when I am not even pleased of myself (and never will, in terms of taking this course).
But when I handed the compilation book (compendium, strategy notebook or whatever you want to call it), I felt relieved. I invited my friends to trudge the green green (and brown) grass field of our university. I heard Angela Aki's song "Tashika Ni" ringing in my head and I felt like dancing along with it like some gay guy. But of course, there is one tiny molecule-sized shame still left in me so I did not pursue such unpleasant act.
But there it was!! Another heavy requirement accomplished!!! And look, I lost weight through stress!!! Based on my medical today, I am 110 lbs. compared to last year's (february 12, 2007's) 113.something!!!
Incredible!!! LADIES, WANT TO KNOW MY SECRET????
ひみつ です よ!!!
Hmmm... Well, I had been doing some compilation and it got me so busy lately but the good part of it was that I never crammed nor panicked. It was an achievement to have everything go smoothly in the process. Everytime I start doing something, I say a little prayer for the things I was going to use: "Work with me... Work with me..."
The funny thing is, these are just home works and school projects but lately I called these tasks as my job ('trabaho'). Maybe it is because I get to work a lot about everything and I'm not enjoying it. That's the sad part of it: I'M NOT ENJOYING IT.
Let me just remind you that my REAL COLLEGE COURSE CHOICE is (not was, but is) Mass Communication. How I got into education is a long story (I'll tell you some time soon but not now, I feel lazy doing so...)
I did not even try to do my best with this compilation (my professor is going to kill me if she reads this) because I don't want to waste too much time and money on doing something to please everyone when I am not even pleased of myself (and never will, in terms of taking this course).
But when I handed the compilation book (compendium, strategy notebook or whatever you want to call it), I felt relieved. I invited my friends to trudge the green green (and brown) grass field of our university. I heard Angela Aki's song "Tashika Ni" ringing in my head and I felt like dancing along with it like some gay guy. But of course, there is one tiny molecule-sized shame still left in me so I did not pursue such unpleasant act.
But there it was!! Another heavy requirement accomplished!!! And look, I lost weight through stress!!! Based on my medical today, I am 110 lbs. compared to last year's (february 12, 2007's) 113.something!!!
Incredible!!! LADIES, WANT TO KNOW MY SECRET????
ひみつ です よ!!!
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Amazing Race: Demo Edition
1st Roadblock: Revise a Lesson Plan on Teaching Literature to get your next clue.
Next Clue: Route Info: Make your way to the Garcia Residence located in the suburbs of Makati and look for the lady in stripes to get your next clue:
When I found the lady in stripes (My mother)...
Next Clue: Detour:
A detour is a choice between two tasks, each with its pros and cons.
In this detour, teams must choose between To Here or To Go.
In To Here: Teams must stay and neglect all task assigned to him and wait for the confirmation that he shall not do any other demo teaching anymore. This task may be risky, for it shall test your calmness and negligence. You may also get kicked off the race.
In To Go: Teams must go to The University and sign on the schedule posted on Mrs. M's office door. This task may seem easy, but the ride all the way in Manila may be frustrating and the deadline is slowly coming to an end.
I choose To Go.
I left and stood there waiting for the bus. I waited for so many minutes and I kept reminding myself that I'm on a race which was a matter of life and death!! Why, of all dates, must the deadline for signing that schedule be on a freaking Saturday?!!? That professor is crazy!!
In times like this, I couldn't rely on PVP Liner Buses... unless I'm not as desperate as now!! So I took a jeepney (woohooo!!). How quick!! (Note the sarcasm). Imagine how much I had to take in all of the smokes in the streets of Manila!! For the sake of merely signing a paper, I had to risk my lungs!!! Amazing!!!
I got off at Taft and had to take another jeepney (one reason why I don't like riding a jeepney on my way to school). It was a terrible search. I also prefer to ride beside the driver, not on the back (yeah, I'm very choosey when it comes to jeepneys).
Finally, I was on my way with a jeepney which would usually stop everytime the driver sees a human being standing on the sidewalk and thinking that person would ride on his jeep even if that person wouldn't.
It took almost an hour to finally go to the University. I ran as fast as I could!! I disregarded all the people blocking my way. I reached the Building: LSC!!!
I climbed quickly up the stairs and finally reached the office. I signed beside my name on the schedule.
NEXT CLUE: Route INFO: Go to the bathroom upstairs an fix yourself because you are such a mess. The bathroom on the third floor is the only normal bathroom in the whole Building. This bathroom is the 1st pit stop of the race!!! (WOW!! Is that you, Allan Wu??!)
I went upstairs and got into The Bathroom. Allan Wu was sitting on the toilet bowl beside a talking mushroom.
"Hallerrrz!!! Welcome to LSC", said the Mushroom whom looked familiar.
"James and Eric (it is me both)," Allan Wu said, "you are the last team to arrive. However, this is a predetermined non-elimination round--which means you're still in the race!!"
Shower me with confetti!!
"However," he said," you have to do good on your demo teaching on Wednesday."
Next Clue: Route Info: Make your way to the Garcia Residence located in the suburbs of Makati and look for the lady in stripes to get your next clue:
When I found the lady in stripes (My mother)...
Next Clue: Detour:
A detour is a choice between two tasks, each with its pros and cons.
In this detour, teams must choose between To Here or To Go.
In To Here: Teams must stay and neglect all task assigned to him and wait for the confirmation that he shall not do any other demo teaching anymore. This task may be risky, for it shall test your calmness and negligence. You may also get kicked off the race.
In To Go: Teams must go to The University and sign on the schedule posted on Mrs. M's office door. This task may seem easy, but the ride all the way in Manila may be frustrating and the deadline is slowly coming to an end.
I choose To Go.
I left and stood there waiting for the bus. I waited for so many minutes and I kept reminding myself that I'm on a race which was a matter of life and death!! Why, of all dates, must the deadline for signing that schedule be on a freaking Saturday?!!? That professor is crazy!!
In times like this, I couldn't rely on PVP Liner Buses... unless I'm not as desperate as now!! So I took a jeepney (woohooo!!). How quick!! (Note the sarcasm). Imagine how much I had to take in all of the smokes in the streets of Manila!! For the sake of merely signing a paper, I had to risk my lungs!!! Amazing!!!
I got off at Taft and had to take another jeepney (one reason why I don't like riding a jeepney on my way to school). It was a terrible search. I also prefer to ride beside the driver, not on the back (yeah, I'm very choosey when it comes to jeepneys).
Finally, I was on my way with a jeepney which would usually stop everytime the driver sees a human being standing on the sidewalk and thinking that person would ride on his jeep even if that person wouldn't.
It took almost an hour to finally go to the University. I ran as fast as I could!! I disregarded all the people blocking my way. I reached the Building: LSC!!!
I climbed quickly up the stairs and finally reached the office. I signed beside my name on the schedule.
NEXT CLUE: Route INFO: Go to the bathroom upstairs an fix yourself because you are such a mess. The bathroom on the third floor is the only normal bathroom in the whole Building. This bathroom is the 1st pit stop of the race!!! (WOW!! Is that you, Allan Wu??!)
I went upstairs and got into The Bathroom. Allan Wu was sitting on the toilet bowl beside a talking mushroom.
"Hallerrrz!!! Welcome to LSC", said the Mushroom whom looked familiar.
"James and Eric (it is me both)," Allan Wu said, "you are the last team to arrive. However, this is a predetermined non-elimination round--which means you're still in the race!!"
Shower me with confetti!!
"However," he said," you have to do good on your demo teaching on Wednesday."
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Solution: BE a Foreigner in the RP
It would always happen to me every morning: I stand at the sidewalk with my Sonic-the-Hedgehog-"I'm waiting" Stance while waiting for the bus which probably travels from Budapest then to Slovenia then down to Ayala and finally to my place. I have to wait 'til my hair turns gray. I have 30% of making it on time with the bus on the way to school and 70% of getting late for being stubborn about not wanting to ride a jeepney to school.
What was unusual with me today was that I was wearing a cap. So when I entered the gates of the University, the security guard stopped me. I thought he found a bomb inside my bag but luckily, he didn't. It was my cap. He told me to take it off and said that my hair was already too long.
I stopped for a while without caring about getting late or about the people entering behind me who were in traffic. I thought of John Nam, our Korean schoolmate.
No, I didn't thought of him because I'm one of his admirers!! I thought of his hair and I felt like arguing to that damned guard that JOHN HAS A LONGER HAIR THAN I DO SO WHY DO I KEEP ON SEEING HIM LIKE THAT FOR YEARS?!!!!
The smelly guard told me to go to the guardhouse where the other guards were (and the word GUARDS in this sentence is very numerous, isn't it?!). But I stopped when I was at the Main Door of the Campus. I thought of running in and not doing what the guard told me so. I was there for a little while thinking as if I knew how to think and as if I was really thinking.
I ran in and the guard ran after me and he pointed his gun at me and shouted, "HALT!!!" (Of course, this is just a translation. He can't possibly speak english which is the reason why he can't stop John from entering the campus with a great amount of dark hay on his head--wooops!! Don't let him read this or I'm dead meat!!!). But I kept on running, despite the long sentences in the closed-parenthesis above this sentence. So the guard pointed shot at me and I quit imagining such wild imagination.
So, I didn't run in and signed on the Violation Notebook. But of course, they didn't pay any attention to what I wrote so I used my talent on calligraphy--which by the way, I don't really now how to use. So if you were to see my name on the notebook, you'd probably think I was sleeping while signing on it. What Violation I wrote: LONG HAIR But of course, it is written on my normal penmanship so nobody could read it.
I wonder how many times John signed on that notebook (has he even ever done such?!!). Just because he's a foreigner and they can't speak in english fluently don't mean they would tolerate his violations!!! Hmmm... next time, I'll really tell them this even if they have to shoot me (wow!! Rizal mode!!!).
So maybe that's it. I just need to become a foreigner in the Philippines!!!
What was unusual with me today was that I was wearing a cap. So when I entered the gates of the University, the security guard stopped me. I thought he found a bomb inside my bag but luckily, he didn't. It was my cap. He told me to take it off and said that my hair was already too long.
I stopped for a while without caring about getting late or about the people entering behind me who were in traffic. I thought of John Nam, our Korean schoolmate.
No, I didn't thought of him because I'm one of his admirers!! I thought of his hair and I felt like arguing to that damned guard that JOHN HAS A LONGER HAIR THAN I DO SO WHY DO I KEEP ON SEEING HIM LIKE THAT FOR YEARS?!!!!
The smelly guard told me to go to the guardhouse where the other guards were (and the word GUARDS in this sentence is very numerous, isn't it?!). But I stopped when I was at the Main Door of the Campus. I thought of running in and not doing what the guard told me so. I was there for a little while thinking as if I knew how to think and as if I was really thinking.
I ran in and the guard ran after me and he pointed his gun at me and shouted, "HALT!!!" (Of course, this is just a translation. He can't possibly speak english which is the reason why he can't stop John from entering the campus with a great amount of dark hay on his head--wooops!! Don't let him read this or I'm dead meat!!!). But I kept on running, despite the long sentences in the closed-parenthesis above this sentence. So the guard pointed shot at me and I quit imagining such wild imagination.
So, I didn't run in and signed on the Violation Notebook. But of course, they didn't pay any attention to what I wrote so I used my talent on calligraphy--which by the way, I don't really now how to use. So if you were to see my name on the notebook, you'd probably think I was sleeping while signing on it. What Violation I wrote: LONG HAIR But of course, it is written on my normal penmanship so nobody could read it.
I wonder how many times John signed on that notebook (has he even ever done such?!!). Just because he's a foreigner and they can't speak in english fluently don't mean they would tolerate his violations!!! Hmmm... next time, I'll really tell them this even if they have to shoot me (wow!! Rizal mode!!!).
So maybe that's it. I just need to become a foreigner in the Philippines!!!
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Wrong Grammar??!
In the middle of our professor's discussion, he mentioned about the requirements. "These will be part of your requirements," he stated before we started staring blankly on the page where our Theoretical Framework was supposed to be.
His statement pulled me back to consciousness (I was daydreaming again) because there was something wrong with his grammar. Yes, there is. Take a look at it: "These will be part of your requirements."
Take a look at it closely, please. Please bear in mind of everything you know about grammar. Muster all the intelligence you have and tell me what's wrong about his statement.
"These will be part of your requirements."
Still can't find it? Try...
"These will be part of your requirements."
No?? Giving up? Well, I'll tell you what's wrong: the 's' in requirements.
Before you begin to click on 'back' from this page (or before you start speculating I'm into drugs), take note that I am a Junior College,still-not-convinced-in-becoming-a-teacher University Student. It is a false grammar for me.
Imagine all the stuffs we have to do now (here I go yacking again about these stuffs!!). I'm fully loaded. But, okay, I'll be a little optimistic for, say, four seconds and it starts now: I shall take all of these as challenges and I shall be able to finish everything on time because I'm a very diligent person!!!
One more thing that bothers me about this course (this professor's course) is that out of almost three months of being in the class, I haven't learned a single thing. I have a problem with understanding his loaded mind (and seeing that bright beam reflecting during his time!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! My EYES!!!).
No, I don't hate him. I don't loathe him either (classmates, don't show this blogpost to him or you'll end up toasted!!). It's just that I am hoping he explains stuffs within our reach---he's too smart to teach, I guess. But it's kind of nice (ooh, optimism in six seconds) because he gives forecast of what shall happen in the course.
And... Okay.. I will not whine on the requirements for now... I can do this. Let's just hope that I still know what I'm doing. For the mean time, I really have no idea what a Theoretical Framework is about and how the hell people make a curriculum. It's interesting 'actually'----for the devoted future teachers. But for me.... Hmmmm......
... Do I have to?!!!
His statement pulled me back to consciousness (I was daydreaming again) because there was something wrong with his grammar. Yes, there is. Take a look at it: "These will be part of your requirements."
Take a look at it closely, please. Please bear in mind of everything you know about grammar. Muster all the intelligence you have and tell me what's wrong about his statement.
"These will be part of your requirements."
Still can't find it? Try...
"These will be part of your requirements."
No?? Giving up? Well, I'll tell you what's wrong: the 's' in requirements.
Before you begin to click on 'back' from this page (or before you start speculating I'm into drugs), take note that I am a Junior College,still-not-convinced-in-becoming-a-teacher University Student. It is a false grammar for me.
Imagine all the stuffs we have to do now (here I go yacking again about these stuffs!!). I'm fully loaded. But, okay, I'll be a little optimistic for, say, four seconds and it starts now: I shall take all of these as challenges and I shall be able to finish everything on time because I'm a very diligent person!!!
One more thing that bothers me about this course (this professor's course) is that out of almost three months of being in the class, I haven't learned a single thing. I have a problem with understanding his loaded mind (and seeing that bright beam reflecting during his time!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! My EYES!!!).
No, I don't hate him. I don't loathe him either (classmates, don't show this blogpost to him or you'll end up toasted!!). It's just that I am hoping he explains stuffs within our reach---he's too smart to teach, I guess. But it's kind of nice (ooh, optimism in six seconds) because he gives forecast of what shall happen in the course.
And... Okay.. I will not whine on the requirements for now... I can do this. Let's just hope that I still know what I'm doing. For the mean time, I really have no idea what a Theoretical Framework is about and how the hell people make a curriculum. It's interesting 'actually'----for the devoted future teachers. But for me.... Hmmmm......
... Do I have to?!!!
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