My First Week of College

My first day at boarding house was last Tuesday. I find that sort of creepy. I felt somewhat sad and homesick for I really missed my home at Minglanilla. I came to a thought that I’d rather suffer in commuting than missing my sweet home. It’s so boring out there and I had nothing to do. Maybe, I might ignore the boredom if I’d be busier.

I love my first day of school. Indeed God didn’t left me for I found new friends immediately. The class was somewhat unique for most of my classmates are from different places. I was sometimes lost at school at first but I already catch it up. The school is somewhat an ancient style and it pictured me the Spanish regime from the Philippine History.

We already started our lessons and they’re just a rewind of our topics in high school. Well, it’s still the first week and it’s just a refreshing part. There are lots of financial accomplishments in terms of books, oh my. Our professors are amazing yet I find some of them strict.

As of now, I am at my home sweet home and I’m relieved. There are a lots of school accomplishments this weekend and I’ll spend it here.

I really miss Minglanilla National Science High School. Sadly, I can’t go to the daily reunions for my schedule at school is so overloaded. I’ll surely go back during the Kabanhawan or maybe, if I’ll be gifted another time. I shall never forget my memories there.

Ugma na jud! ?@!#$

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That's what I can say...

This morning, my seemed to tremble beyond the normal (as if it's already the first day of school). Tomorrow is already the awaited day.. June 15, oh my.

Tomorrow, I'll be spending my first day of school yet not on MNSHS anymore T_T. Instead of going south, i'll move towards north. Goodbye green uniform. I just wore it on one year. Hello, white dress and ponytail but I will not wear it yet on the first day for I still don't have one yet.

Hello new friends! I bet they are waiting for me. I really fear if I'll get lost in school. I will not stay in just one room for the whole day. Instead, I'll be the one to go around the classroom for classes.

Hello boarding house. I don't want to stay there for too long. I get used to be in my home sweet home. I miss travelling too! Well, it's really needed for me to resist late. I must not worry for I'll go home during weekends.

Goodbye virtual world... I really enjoy my spare time with it for two months. I beat the call center agents in my duration of usage..

I can't promise to update this blog everytime. I'll just do my best to blog during weekends if I have vacant.

Please pray for me everybody!... I hope for the best tomorrow...

New-Look in Tumblr / Last Week of Summer Vacation

I’ve been an avid member of Tumblr because of Michael Jackson. Through that site, I can freely express my addiction. If I’ll evince it to the real world, well, I’ll meet haters and they’ll make me cry again. With MJ Fam, I feel the sense of freedom being an obsessed MJ fan.

Before my summer vacation ends, I decided to make an MJ inspired layout for my tumblr account. It took me almost a half-day in making it but I’m still pleased while doing it. Every move I make in making graphics drew a smile on my face upon seeing the glimmering visage of my idol. There, the product of my endeavors in making it.

It’s already the final week of my summer vacation and I must treasure every moment at the World Wide Web (Oh, that’s so silly)I’ve been imagining the sense of thrill and nerves of my batch mates who will be having their first day tomorrow. I’m wishing them all the best for tomorrow..

High School vs College

I've been following "Candy Magazine" since then. Its purpose isn't only to amuse and entertain but it also gives productive information that is so useful for teens like me nowadays. I love this month's issue. Its part "freshman’s fast guide to college" will surely be an aid in entering the new phase of school life. Fellow batchmates, I hope this would be gonna aid you too especially for those who'll have their first days this monday.

What are the differences...

	High School	College
Schedule	7:30 in the morning to 3 or 4 in the afternoon, 4 to 6 subjects a day, with breaks recess and lunch. (Sentebale, ours is quite different for I think we have about 10 subjects a day and we’ve been going home exceeding 6 pm for such purposes..**wew reminiscing mode again xD	After the first year (your schedule is usually pre-assigned then), how your class sched for the semester works out is entirely up to you.
Classes	Structured. You don’t get to pick classes you want to take.	There are some classes you’re required to take, but you can pick the electives you’re interested in.
Classmates	You’re organized into sections, so you’ll be with the same people all year, in every class.	You’ll be with your block mates in some classes, but you’ll also be with different classes every sem.
Materials	-You buy all your schoolbooks when you enroll. - The DepEd will provide you the books. -You’re sometimes obliged to photocopy some notes and handouts.	-Some teachers will require you to buy books, and it won’t be part of your tuition. Also, get used to the library because you’ll be photocopying lots of material there!
Barkada	You already have a clique that’s been together for a long time.	You might have a specific group, but you’re always meeting new people and interacting in lots of various social circles.
Campus	You’re in the same room most of the day.	Every class in a different room maybe even a different building.
Teachers	Already designed before the start of the school year.	Many options are available for almost all your classes, so do your research and choose wisely!

According to candy there’s also BEWARE tips:

-You might have referred to your teachers in high school as “Miss,” but it’s best to call your teachers “Ma’am” or “Sir”.

-TBA is not a room or a person; it means “To Be Announced” or “To Be Advised”

-It’s natural to be a little lost during the first few weeks of school, so confer with your block mates about the location of your next class.

-Don’t expect teachers to coddle or spoon-feed you. Write down important dates and mark them on your calendars.

Want more? You may purchase Candy Magazine and read “Freshman’s fast guide to college” (pages 42-43)

Life sucks without internet

Unlike the usual times, I’m browsing the internet lately because of the recent construction of our home. I’m so overprotective of my netbook for I don’t want it to contaminate with dusts. I’m open for new TV shows and movies.

I thought the internet connection would be dead forever. Last night, my netbook wasn’t able to connect with the internet. It came to my mind that maybe, it’s the same illness as last December wherein I wasn’t able to browse the net for almost a month and it’s kinda miserable. Then I loathe for it to happen.

I maneuvered to call the Smart Company to fix it. But my mother refused to do so for it would be another financial damage. She even decided to cut it off if it’s hopeless. Besides, on class days, I’ll be staying on the boarding house and there’s a Wifi connection there.

I felt the sense of abhorrence. For me, 11 days is too long. I must value those days for I might not have time to browse the World Wide Web because of obligations and accomplishments at school. Also, I just met new friends at formspring.me and I want to chat with them again. Then the MJ Fam on Tumblr, I’ll surely miss them. Don’t tell me I’ll move to the boarding house abruptly just because of the internet. If I’ll do that, surely it’s like I’m killing my mother with boredom. There’s no television and I love the scenes in “Langit sa Piling Mo” in the afternoon then I want to watch the pilot episode of "Pilyang Kerubin for I find it interesting.I don’t want to miss “Eat Bulaga” for my last week of summer.

Acceptance- that’s what I did last night. Though it was teary, I don’t have any other choice but to be patient and to count the days on the calendar before June 15. Well MJ soothed my mind again while watching moonwalker. At least I forgot misery while watching his moves and cuteness.

This is such a great day. Thanks for my cousin who has a great expertise in electronics and he fixed it. The connection’s wire was just disrupted due to the construction of our wall. Here I am on the world of internet.

Guitar

I got used to be in the world of duskiness and haste. My eyes remained closed in an open space. I shed all deplumes and conceived my inflictions. There came to a point that I never opened my soul to any hope at all. I believe that I’ll be in this lieu forever.

Suddenly I took heed at the strum of the guitar. My ears were well-pleased upon receiving that beautiful voice. Instead of penetrating my brain, it went directly to my heart. Its frets move as if it whimpers my soul with extreme happiness I ever needed. The music it made opened a bright light that illuminates the empty space and made my eyes open. Its melody tossed of the inflictions which made me bring into darkness. The harmony changed my mind from ambiguity to clarity. The tempo brought the hue that completes my contentment. Then the tone reconstructed my heart from pieces.

Then the guitar brought me to another game. I learned how to fall in love. My heart yearned for the music it made. I followed it wherever it is. I felt so perfect upon hearing its music. Time has passed my soul eventually opened the hope that I wished for.

Yet, the guitar turned into green. I already knew that its music isn’t for me. I felt another pain upon my unsuccessful expectations. I forced to close my ears for it tolerates my disappointment. I was even urged to ruin it for everything to stop. Still I realized that I cannot live without it. Though it’s not intended for me, I still followed the music. I didn’t even care at all as long as it’s always with me.

Time has passed its strum sounded lower and lower until it disappeared. The guitar departed without any prior knowledge of my feelings. Now, I remember what it looks like but I didn’t remember any piece of its sound anymore. I wondered if I could hear the same way again. Will that remarkable instrument be in my arms again? It has been twelve-month since the first time it came to my life. I must be grateful for its change it brought to me. I don’t know what destiny brings for us but still I’m happy I have such an instrument that brings the true resemblance in me.

The "far-reaching" thing (Chapter 1 and 2 1/2)

This was my project in English on my senior year. I exerted a lot of effort to excrete my imagination. I spent almost whole two days for these. I even emptied a ballpen’s ink because of this for the sake of passing on the next day. Unfortunately, everything was worthless for it was uncollected (Our English teacher set the deadline early and maybe she forgot this hahaha).. I’ll just post this on my blog for safety reasons- I might lost the original write-up. I don’t force you to read this but if you’re interested, okay go.

CHAPTER 1

The town’s breath of wind caressed Nadine after ten years of setting herself in United States. She felt the loss of her motherland no more.

Nadine Carol Smith had been bounded by almost everything-allure, amity and affluence yet love seemed to be her far-reaching paragon. She never acquired the perfect attention of her parents she needed nor had contented relationships. She urged to engage Jason Rodriguez, a son of a family friend though her heart didn’t want so.

Together with her friends, Julie and Melissa, she went to the Redemptorist Church- the beholder of her past. She’d been there in her childhood time.

As she knelt on a pew, she eavesdropped to a melancholic piano music from afar. Her soul was casting around on where it came from as her heart was bewildered. She then caught a sight of a man. He who appeared in majesty, elegance and grace made the music she admired.

Melissa stood up and went where the man was, Nadine and Julia followed then. “Hey your music’s great!” Melissa said as the man stopped playing the piano. “I am Melissa Labra, can we be friends?”

She wondered why the man gave an innocent gasp at Nadine. “I’m James Marco Rodriguez, you can call me Jimmy”

Jimmy.. Jimmy.. Nadine’s heart trembled upon hearing that name

“Hey, these are my friends, Nadine and Julia” Melissa introduced as Jimmy and Nadine stared blankly at each other.

“Nice meeting you girls! I’m sorry and I still have an appointment. I need to go.” Jimmy said hurriedly as he stood up and closed the piano.

“Bye Jimmy!” Melissa responded but Nadine unstopped his gaze upon him.

CHAPTER 2

Nadine reminisced on a crystalline night and made a sudden flashback. She already knew that Jimmy is an icon of her past.

This is how the story goes…

Nineteen years ago, Nadine was diagnosed with dengue at an old hospital as so did Jimmy with an unknown disease. That’s how they met. They became playmates and the little boy accompanied her at a moment without the presence of her mother. They started a so-called puppy love however everything was just like a snap. When Nadine discharged upon her recovery, they parted and moved to United States with her family.

It’s amazing that destiny bought them together after such a long time. It seems it’s too late. She’s vowed to marry Jason.

Furious and irascible, Mrs. Smith moved towards Nadine’s room.

“Why didn’t you answer Jason’s calls?” she asked angrily

“Mom I never care about him” Nadine answered without any hesitation.

“Whether you like it or not, you have no right to break your engagement. Don’t bring a shame to our family.” Mrs. Smith exclaimed.

“Mom, it seemed you discomfit my life, you ruled it and…” she stopped as her mother gave her the strongest slap.

Mom, am I your daughter or drudge? You never loved me though as your child” Nadine cried and ran away..

*** to be continued**

June 2010

I slept so late to welcome my month which is June. Obviously, it’s my favorite month. I’ll be turning 17 (seventeen) on the twenty-eighth day. Honestly, it’s not disappointing for I’m getting older. I must be thankful for God gave me another year to face challenges, to celebrate, to be happy and to touch other’s lives. Yesterday, my mother said that God really has a purpose to be born so I must be grateful. I should make every part of my life important. Due to my destiny to live, I must make my own history and stand out.

Aside from being my birth month, the mid-month of the year has other significance for me.

1. June 1- Well, this reminds me of something. It’s been a year that I entered my high school’s senior year and somebody gave me a hint to go to other path. Well that path may wake me up from a very long sleep or give me a light from my “blindness”.

2. June 15- Another chapter will begin. From being a senior, I’ll be a freshman again. I’m half-excited and half-nervous. I’ll be entering a new environment and new group of people.

3. June 25- It’s been a year that my idol, Michael Jackson was gone. Last year, though it’s 3 days before my birthday, I was crying because of that. I bear that I’m extremely addicted to him. I must be grateful for he’s now happy in heaven. Maybe he’s now moonwalking there without any pain.

4. June 28- Yes, it’s my birthday but it would have been a year for something. I entered the path and I woke up and I recovered my sight (not literally). I’m grateful for whoever behind it.

I conclude that there may be a purpose of everything. “Everything happens on a purpose” as what my MAPEH teacher said. God has a reason to

let someone live and take someone away. Whatever it is, I must cherish His reason.