When I fell.

I wake up every morning just to find out that I'm still a prisoner. For someone like me, freedom is not an option. I can never taste it. Never know what it would feel like.

I've never complained before until I saw that there was more to the world than these four translucent walls. There is something more than these multi-colored shells that have accompanied me since birth. There's more, I just know it.

Will I ever be loved for what I am? But what is love? Have I felt it before? Was I ever loved?

Yes. I have felt it...from her.

I anticipate her awakening. I'd be awake hours before just to look at her drift away into a deep sleep that makes me want to know more.

When she wakes, she'd be different. It's like she's woke up into reality and the dream was her sanctuary. Still she manages to give me a smile,a smile that could destroy a thousand ships. She's mine, and I'm hers. But worlds apart, we can never be one.

-Fish

chaching! $_$

Cabs should have at least 50 pesos worth of coins ready all the time!

They're public transportation vehicles for crying out loud! At least give the right amount of change to the passenger and not 8pesos short! Trisikads and motorelas have more change than those air conditioned motors. And we pay a greater amount of cash to these crap than those non-conditioned ones and what do you give us back, some lost change? At least have some decency to treat us the right way.

Thank God I'm a good person. I could have sued your company.

'Nuff about that. I'm sorry for my blabbering about this sh*t. I just felt like writing. Good night.

When it rains, it pulls us down.

We've got a prenup today and it's raining!! Our first ever for Aeva & Aeden and it's raining! :((

I guess we hafta go on with the shoot and just make the most out of the water.

:|

A stressful month for me. Consecutive sleepless nights. I got used to the fact that sleeping at 2am is my everyday agenda. All this because of school! I know that I'm not supposed to express discontent because hey, it's school. You're supposed to be flooded with requirements and be pressured with deadlines. I mean, I'm not the only one who's feeling this. I think every student has this feeling. I think it's a part of a student's life, stress.

So yes, All of our subjects demand certain requirements. All 7 of them. MAJOR requirements. And they're not giving us easy ones. Especially our elective - Cropsci. It's harder than our major subjects. See, I really don't understand why minors are actually harder than our majors. Gives me headaches just thinking about that video documentary we have to make about rice. Plus the problems with Theater class, and Journ, and seminar, and! I think that's it so far. hmm oh wait, there's more. Outside school stuff. Need not mention it here now. Maybe some other entry.

And now I'm not in the mood to make assignments or anything for that matter. :(

Good night.

Photoblog2 : Standout

Standout
by: Manny Librodo

The girl indeed stands out from the rest of the girls just by the clothes she's wearing. I like the photo because of the culture that's present. As well as the depth of field. The sharpness pf the photo really makes it mesmerizing.
Though there are less emotions shown, still the photo was amazingly taken. Kudos to Manny! :D

FAIL!

haha photo journal gone wrong. I wasn't able to post any photos for the past 3 days! hmmm. I guess it was harder than I thought it would be. How do people do it?

I guess I'll just have to start all over. :(

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This will be the start of my Photo journey. :) I'm going to take pictures everyday until my next birthday.

The picture was taken by my cousin. (sorry. its not mine because I didn't hold a camera that night)

My Family. ♥

When enemies turn into friends.

HAHA! Well, I wasn't her only enemy. There were a lot of us that hated her when she wont let us out of the gate when we were dismissed early. Yes, you got it right, our security guard. She was our worst enemy. She had this annoying voice that when she speaks we'd shut our eyes and cover our ears because it was really irritating.
But when you graduate from high school, you start missing a lot of things. The lines for those who were late. Weekly assemblies at the gym. Teacher Nene's scary look in her office when you're late. The recess bells. The lines at the canteen. The dismissal bells, and lastly the security guard. :)

You see, I've met with ate outside the school premises several times already. And I tell you it's weird not seeing her with her officer uniform. I waved at her and made pangumusta's and then leave.

I was going home from rodeo practice and our presence met ones again. Usual hi's and hello's and pangumusta's. Since we were going the same way, we rode in the same motorela. Then we had mini conversations. She was pretty good! hahaha Not the strict security guard I once knew. When I told the driver "lugar lang" and gave my fare, ate guard offered to pay my fare. Ain't that nice of her? :)

I guess enemies really turn into friends at one point in life. :)

Togetherness

Togetherness

By: Nico Fredia

For a business man, time is gold. For a mother, time is spent with her children.

I chose this photo for two reasons -- one, I adore black and white photography. It's just the simplicity of it all. The impact. The color. Second, I love how despite their situation, they still manage to spend time with each other which in the urban areas are unlikely to happen in one family. The mom has work here, the dad has a business meeting there, the eldest has cheer leading practice, and the youngest has soccer tryouts. In this crazy world, you can't help but just miss those times spent together with your family.

buzz. buzz. busy.

In our class this morning, we made a time table, and guess what? WHAT? We have to submit two articles per week. OMG! Thank God it's per group. But still, each of us had to provide ideas and our own articles to submit. Remember when I told you that I didn't write well? And that writing really isn't my thing? So maybe, this is where hell starts. For the rest of the semester, I'll be writing articles and reading some shit. I'm going to have a hard time, I'm sure of it. But so far, Journ classes were fun! I do admit that my outlook towards reading and writing has improved. (see I'm writing now. :D) And I read the newspaper sometimes, when it's available.

But that's not all my problem. There are other subjects too, you know. Like our DC7 where we have to conduct seminars. DC8 for theater where we have to run a play by the end of September. (I heard that was really the hardest part of the 3rd year life.) And of course, DC 89, my love -- Photography, where we have to take loads of photos so that, also by the end of September we will be able to put up a gallery of some sort in and off campus. :)

HAINAKO. Help me God!

with the boys.

Okay, so I wasn't able to attend my Cropsci class today because I was hanging out with a bunch of well-known photographers in CdeO. (haha! if they can read this, they'd feel flattered) So anyway, yeah. I was the only girl in the bunch. That may sound like I'm a sort of.. ugh, i don't know the word. Basta! it sounds like... haha but I had fun with them talking about nonsense and all, about videography, photography, and what to do if you only had a square of tissue paper and you were disposing the garbage on your body. lol CRAZY STUFF! X)


stayed at Brewberry, ate Missy Bonbon gelato, went to Ketkai for shoe shopping, ate again at Sunburst, stayed at Bo's Cafe.

Back!

I guess I have to write a blog now huh ? Welcome me back internet blogerrish shit! XD

Okay, so here's the thing. I was placed in the Journalism major which was pretty shocking for me because I don't even write well, and reading isn't my best asset. Confused, I was. Frustrated, even more! Left out because all my barkada was placed in EdCom. (So just in case you don't know what I'm talking about, our course is Development Communication which has two majors namely Journalism and Educational Comm.) Still up to this day it hasn't sink in yet that I actually am a journalism student. Writing and reading isn't my thing at all. I'm more on the artistic side -- photography, graphic designs, photoshops and all those shenanigans.

It's going to be a challenging 2 years for me now. WRITE! WRITE! WRITE! and READ! READ! READ! :) what the eff. Got nothing else to do but just do it. I'm not mad anymore though, I actually had mix emotions when my classmate told me that I was placed in Journ and the rest of the crew was Edcom. Some part of me said "kyawa basad!" and then another part said "that's okay. I'm going to be journalist someday! AWESOME!" haha. see? Mixed.

So far, after a week of going to school, everything's okay. We started writing already. That's why I re-activated this account. I should really practice writing already. I feel as if I'm the only one in the class that doesn't know how to write. :( That would be pretty embarrassing. >.< So here's to Pens and Papers and long hours of writing.

Dora! Where's the Map?

What is community mapping based on my experience on the past two exercises?

Community mapping is a way of identifying the places in your community; it makes it easy to analyze. It also provides a visual way of communicating to the audience. I have leaned that to be exact and accurate about your map is highly important, because people depend on it. Tourists depend on it. You really have to include the twists and turns of the map you are making so that the people who will watch it would know the specific places. In our experience on the community mapping exercise, going to the places wasn't as backbreaking as we thought it would be but the making of the map is. We were jumbled for we didn't know what to put in out 1/2 manila paper. Because if we were to put all the stores, it wouldn't fit :) That's what's tiring. hehe

How do i think it could be applied to our communities?

Simply by letting ourselves be in participation of map drawing. In this way, we will be able to familiarize places in our community, help those places who are in need of improvement. :)

from their eyes to ours.

The world is now scared to enter Mindanao, ever since the war broke in. We were scared also, but what can we do? We're already living in a place of chaos and mayhem; escaping it would be too late. It was too late for them...

Seeing the pictures from professional photojournalists made me think twice about the war ranging in Lanao. Bodies on the tv were not shown; they were censored, obviously not to scare the public with frightening images of dead people. They were on the ground, blood splattered out everywhere. It was horrible. Seeing such innocent people get killed in such a barbaric way made me feel dejected. 

We all want to stop this fighting. They wanted to tell us that listening to the news and sitting pretty all day is not the solution, the solution is to take action. 

*They must have had a lot of guts to have taken such pictures. I salute you. :)

What MDGoal struck me the most.

First of all my fellow readers, let me tell you what Millennium Development Goal is. It is a United Nations Organization that works together to stop poverty before 2015. Trying to end Extreme Poverty is their main goal. If we could achieve this, we could also put an end to the eight other goals.

The goal that struck me the most was the goal "Reduce Child Mortality". This was our assigned report. No, I didn't choose this goal because I already know facts about it. I chose this because I enjoy kids, and knowing that they would die because of a preventable disease?...it just broke my heart. To know that over 29,000 kids under the age of five die every 21 seconds is heartbreaking. Isn't it?

I really hope we could help end this catastrophe. Help the world out, join organizations to end this, lets start caring more for the kids in developing countries, give out medicines, let them enjoy life like a five-year-old kid, support the organization/organizations about child mortality. Make the world a better place. Just like what Michael Jackson sang

"Heal the world. Make it a better place. For you and for me and the entire human race. There are people dying, if you care enough for the living...
Make a better place for you and for me".

It's not yet the end. There's still hope.

This is how to achieve development-- to make a move..

Go ahead...replace her.

He said he loves her so much. She believes it with her whole heart. He's always never around, or he's there but his mind is in some distant place that only he knows where.

She talks about it. He said its nothing, he's not anywhere but there with her. She's now scared. She loves him too, but she's not sure anymore. Although his heart is hers, it's hollow inside. She talks to him again, about what's happening -- he doesn't even look at her straight in the eyes.

She never felt this way, to be so in love, to have someone there, yet feel so alone.
Isn't he supposed to be the one to wipe her tears, the one to say that he would never leave?

She doesn't know what hurts him but she can feel it too
And it just hurts so much to know that she can't do a thing
And deep down in her heart, somehow she just knows that no matter what
She'll always love him.

She has him. She wants him back. The time where she knows when he looks at her, she's the only one he sees. Where is that? Is it her who's distant or him? He said he's always been there. She said that too. Where do they go now? Is there anything left to love about?

"Go ahead...replace me." she said.

What is Development?

   It's not just money matters, nor being "techy" or changing the style of the clothes in your dresser. :)

It's more on progressive improvement on the lives of human beings; this includes all aspects such as physical, emotional, intellectual, social, perceptual, and personality development. If we can understand how people live, we will then be able to know their full potentials, there we could start saying what development really is. 

v.i.p. passes

Good Day!
okae, so today was a very tiring day. The fact that our class started at 8am and then finished at 7:40pm. phew! tiring huh? That's not the worse part of it, it was raining hard today. HARD! but then it stoped, and then rained again.. and grabeh pa gyud ka igang! GOSH! could the day get worse? :) no. coz a matter of fact... I GOT VIP PASSES to the PCCL. Basketball players from FEU, ADZ, XU, USC..etc. nice isn't it? lots and lots of cute guys.

Cloty got to meet them and got pictures taken with them. I tell you, she had FUNNN. haha
Yes, we all had fun. I didn't get to meet the players though, jus shook their hands for congratulations and good lucks.

Till next time FEU, ADZU and USC! ^_^
This is not the end..haha

Communication is...

...for me, a skill that must be learned. It is not only mere talking but speaking right, listening well, and being able to understand verbal and non-verbal meanings. Communication is an interactive process, so both sides of the party must be interactive with each other so that they will be able to impart information and so on.

I think that's it for me.. hehe that's the way how i understand it.

The Road always traveled.

P.E. class finished early today (10/12/08), so i managed to go home for lunch since i wanted to save that extra 50php--Christmas is just around the corner you know. hehe
So anyway, as i was walking home to the usual road i always go, something or SOMEONE caught my attention. There was this old man, more or less a beggar, or i don't know what to call him, okae ... unfortunate man. sounds better doesn't it? hmm. okae to continue, he was crippled, he was having a hard time walking. I don't know why he was in our road, our road was like very rocky and there were a little trees to give shade so it was really hot. I continued walking and then thinking to myself, "should i give this man money so that he could buy water?".. I kept on thinking about that over and over again. But i was mindless, so mindless that i just passed him by. :( geeee~ I felt guilty, I felt that God was talking to me saying "Poy, you should have helped him." Damn.

What if we were in his shoes? What if we were the ones who were unfortunate, crippled, the ones who needed help? How would we feel if those people who we asked for help didn't help us? Ask yourself that...

Till nextime :)