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I Remember the Boy

As i read some blog entries of some friends of mine, i noticed that the entries do not fail to mention a thing or two about their lovelife (present or past) or about the very meaning of love itself. I suddenly remember a conversation i had with a friend last week. It was about a past prospect of mine. My friend asked me why all of a sudden, i can talk about that person (and all the issues that comes with it) with great ease. My friend even teased me how i was so down for about two weeks. Right then i wanted to tell him, "it wasn't even two weeks, maybe it was a month or so.. :) ".

Maybe i have really gotten over the issue and even gotten over that person that everything comes so easy now. No more songs to dedicate to the person, no more credits to use (or waste ?) just texting nonsense stuff to that person, no more wasted time thinking about that person or trying so hard just to get a glimpse or even have a conversation with that person.

It's not that i am bitter with the months that i have spent liking that person. I am not that type. I usually treat every experience as something where i can learn something (or even re-learn) . I try my best not to regret anything. I believe everything that is happening has a purpose. I just have to wait and trust that everything is still according to His plan for me.

Lately, i am again having communication to those guys who i really liked before (communication="Hi! How are you" in Friendster or in text). But it doesn't mean that something would really happen. I actually think that it's pretty impossible. I think i have this attitude of not being friends (as in close friends) with those guys that i liked before (those with whom i had a "past" with). I can be friends with them but not that close anymore.

Just as stated in these lines:

I remember the boy, but i don't remember the feelings anymore...

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I Remember The Boy

Today I heard them play the song again
An old familiar strain from way back when
Ev'ry note and ev'ry line
It's always been a fav'rite song of mine

It used to haunt me so some years ago
Reminds me of the boy I used to know
And although the melody lives on
The mem'ries and the boy are all but gone

And while the song still brings that certain glow
And the words still sing of love I know
It isn't why the way it was before
I remember the boy but I don't remember
the feelings anymore

The promises we made seem easier then
As if we knew our love would never end
But seasons change and time erases the tears
As swiftly as the rivers disappear

So while the song still brings that certain glow
And the words still sing of love I know
It isn't why the way it was before
I remember the boy but I don't remember
the feelings I remember the boy
but I don't remember the feelings anymore

my first UAAP game at Araneta

I already lost count on the times i said that i would watch UAAP game at Araneta. But hey, my long awaited dream (?) came true last July 26, 2007. I watched the ADMU VS DLSU game at Araneta!

For me, every Ateneo-La Salle game is a much-awaited event every season. Much more this year, it was the first admu-dlsu game after La Salle was suspended for a year because of illegitimacy in their player (or players? i'm not sure). Anyway, days before the game i already told some friends of mine that I would also like to watch the game since most of them were really up for it. But as you know, it's really HARD to get tickets to that game. Maybe two days before the event, most of my friends were still trying to buy tickets so i thought i couldn't watch the game. Plus, I have a long exam in His 166 at 3-4:30 pm! i actually thought that i could take the exam earlier at 130..but NO, my prof won't allow me. Before Theo class (12 nn), i have accepted that i won't be able to watch live at Araneta. But HEY, Bennett got new tickets so he let me bought one for myself and Mon Mon! I was so excited! Mon Mon and I even bought Ateneo shirts during breaktime just for the game. and most of all, i think my greatest sacrifice was cutting Philo (my ever beloved Philo) just for the game! haha

Mon Mon and I have no idea how to get to where Charmie and the rest of the gang were. We didn't even know what gate to use (in Araneta). Luckily, we used the right gate, the right stairs, right passage, to reach a place where our friends can see us.

We arrived at Araneta during 2nd quarter of the game. i think La Salle was leading when we arrived but Ateneo suddenly caught up with La Salle! Haha I believe i was their lucky charm. :)


The game was really intense..REALLY INTENSE. I had so much fun cheering for the team, shouting, clapping and just watching how the blue eagles crash those archers. My legs, feet and hands almost gave up but i was really determined to cheer for the team.

Then, there was the overtime! There were really tension in the Araneta. You can see people starting to pray and even cheer louder than ever. Our great players Chris and Jai were really the ones who caught my attention. They were really great and they did everything for our team to win. I am really proud of our players,. I am really proud of our school. Just like what I told everyone, it was worth cutting Philo. :)


just to quote cell :)

"The sky is made BLUE to look up to...
and the grass is made GREEN to step on to."

Immersion

I owe this blog tons and tons of stories I haven’t shared since I wasn’t able to write entries for a long long (long) time now. Here’s an attempt to make up for those times.

Immersion

I was a bit hesitant at first to join the immersion because I was afraid of leaving the comforts that I have here in the city. But then I also thought that this would be a perfect opportunity for me to have some rest (even for a short while), leave my demanding student life and have a glimpse at the life of what we call the indigenous people. Besides that, this experience would definitely satisfy my thirst for new experiences.

Our bus left for Zambales around 5 am. Our group consists of me, Charmie, Mon Mon, Sab, Jun, and Oz. There were two other groups belonging to other Theo classes. Our OSCI formator is kuya Ubit (pronounced as Obet). He really looks like Angel (Machuca) because of his long black hair neatly tied at the back with the beard (and mustache ?). We were supposed to meet at 4 am at the bus station but our group arrived late (we came from Charmie’s house except Jun). On our way to the bus station, I noticed that I had two missed calls from an unknown number. When we arrived at the bus station (everybody was already there and because we were late, we missed the bus), kuya Ubit asked “Sino si Joan?”. Then of course I raised my hand not knowing the reason why he’s looking for me. Then he finally said, “ba’t di mo sinasagot phone mo?” Then I just answered, “naka-silent po kasi”. :) When we got off the bus, the journey wasn’t over. We had to cross the river! :)

When we hear the word aeta, we often think of short, dark-skinned people who still wear G-strings etc. But when we finally met them, those aetas living at Maporak Zambales were wearing the same clothes we wear (shirt, shorts, etc). Some have kinky hair while some have straight hairs. I felt that they were no different from us. I felt that I was just having a vacation in a beautiful paradise. The rivers were really clean and beautiful. We actually bathe at the river! :) We went to the mountains and pull out the weeds growing in what they call Ateneo area (part of the mountain where they plant coffee, banana, mango etc. wherein the fruits will be for Ateneans as a sign of gratitude for their help in the community). We went to the fields and planted rice! :) We also had tutorials with the kids in the area. During the community night, we were fortunate to see their courtship and war dances. The aetas were really nice and very accommodating people.

During the 2 ½ immersion days, I stayed with Nanay Siping (Josefina). She’s an old widow who has 10 children but only Kuya Jesus is staying with her since the others have their own families. Some of her children live near to her house. I wasn’t able to talk that much to Kuya Jesus since he’s always at work (in the resort near their community) but he was also nice. Nanay Siping was really like a mother to me. She calls me “anak” and she always look after me. It was just really sad that she had fever when I left for Manila.

I never really liked eating vegetables plus I am really choosy when it comes to food. But because we we’re supposed to really immerse ourselves in the area, I ate malunggay na parang nilaga. Malunggay leaves were boiled with alamang and salt. I also ate small clams which were also boiled. I ate some unknown leaves with sardines. Most of all, I ate kawayan, as in bamboo! Nanay Siping told me those kawayan were those young bamboos. Then this were sliced into small pieces and boiled (?).

I really had fun during the immersion. Even though my skin got darker (although some people may disagree), it was really worth it. This thing’s for sure: I will I definitely go back one of these days. :)

:)

i promise to write something new this weekend. hahaha :)

waley

i have been trying to write new entries for the past weeks... i have lots of topics in my mind but somehow, the words won't simply come out..

ganun ba talaga pag wala ka nang inspiration?

hahahaahhahahaha


joke. :)

Am i happy?

We had this thing about fake laughs...

In one conversation with Charms (and Mon though she was so into her Theo notes):

Me: hahahaha (fake laugh)
Charms: Ang fake na ng lahat ng tawa mo!
Me: Siguro kasi hindi ako masaya... yung tipong galing sa puso talaga...


And true...I wasn't really happy these past few weeks. Of course I smile once in a while, but somehow i can feel that those were empty smiles..the kind of smiles which aren't coming from the heart. I really miss those times when i just laugh my heart out and feel that my lungs are about to burst because it cannot contain the happiness i feel.

I really need a reason to smile...