I'm done for the year. :)
After four years of fun, work, laughter, and tears, I am finally through with my college life. It just seems like yesterday when I was choosing which school to go to for college. Now that it's finally done, I know that I have definitely learned a lot, not only things which regard school, but most of all, from the people who were around me through my four years of college.
There will be so much things I will miss about college life. I will definitely miss SDL, my family during the most crucial year of our lives... senior year. I would have to say that I learned so much from this bunch. They helped me grow into the person that I am now. Who would've thought that a group of crazy people with different personalities would get along so well and actually end up treating each other as family?? In this case, I would like to thank the people behind the "random" block delegations.. If not for you, we wouldn't be like this!!!! haha. I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Of course, there are still other significant people in my college life that I would like to thank....
UA&P CHORALE. I would remember the time when I would feel all kilig and excited everytime I go up to the third floor for rehearsals. A week without rehearsals just wasn't right. And who wouldn't forget Matabungkay?? haha. Because of you guys, I learned how to love the beach. I have never found people who had so much passion for music like the chorale. Although I may not have shown much dedication and passion for the past few months, deep down inside, I still live and breathe music.... with you around. :) Can't wait for our Taiwan trip :)
BLOCK O. I can't believe that after four years, we still keep in touch as if we have not been separated! It's so nice to know that I still have this bunch of friends with me despite everything that has happened. Thank you for keeping the flame going on and on. I hope this goes on til we find our own jobs. Thank you for making my college life fun. :)
VIARE GANG. "Everybody has a place in theater. Discover yours." With Viare, I discovered my other love, that is, theater :) THe euphoric feeling when you are on stage... damn, i miss that feeling! But there's more to it than being on the spotlight. Along with the productions, you get to meet lots of people as well. I will definitely miss the late nights with rehearsals and chit-chats in between. :)
"Tuloy, tuloy ang ikot ng mundo.
Hindi ito hihinto para lang sayo.
At kung ikaw ay maiwan,
Ako'y babalik at di ka pababayaan..."
- Ikot, Stonefree
This officially starts a new chapter in my life: my professional career.
Good luck to us. :)
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Shattered Dreams and (Un)broken Hearts
Just when I thought I found my ideal guy....
He turned out to be 17 years older than me.
Yes. 17 years. When I was still playing my Barbies, he was heading already getting a COLLEGE diploma. When I entered my Hanson stage, he was already targeting to increase the market share of the brand he's handling. And now that I'm still graduating for college, he's a bigshot executive at some pharmaceutical company, all the while thinking that maybe he could be a very, very ideal prospect.
I met him during the Ad Congress last November, when I was urging to the place of the resident singer in the hotel lobby. After being rejected by the pianist (you could've seen my disappointed face), he approached me and asked me why I was sad. From then on, he became a friend.. well, more of an aquaintance actually.
The next day, we bumped into each other once again. He asked for my number and told me to keep in touch. All the while, I thought he was only 25, so I told myself, baka puede pa. And he was really nice to me, which gave him more pogi points. On the last day, we met up at Vudu, and I already felt that he was giving me the cold shoulder, indirectly telling me that I was too young for him... What better way to give back the "complement" by telling him he was too old for me too? hehe. From then on, I told myself to just forget him and include him in my 1st ever Ad Congress experience.
Months after, we were asked to a project which required us to interview marketing professionals. He was one of the few people that came to my mind. I told my friend to set an interview with him. I was too shy to do it myself. I found out that the whole time he had a different surname. The surname I thought was his' sounded the same. So much for my deafness.
And being the stalker that I am, I decided to search for him in friendster. It was a successful search, and I was very motivated (aba, application of learnings! :D) by it. For one, he had goals... And he was into outdoor sports, something I have never tried doing but have wanted to. He wanted a simple future.. but most importantly, my future is secured with him!!!!!!!!!!! +++++ prince charming points. hahaha. I gave myself the motivation to see him again.
... So the research went on. I had to find out his age. His age was another crucial factor. My friends and I would estimate his age, thinking he would be at the most, 28..... BUT NO!! After filling up the interview questions, I found out that he was 37.... No wonder he held such a high position at work!! All my hopes of ending up with him were shattered.......
I honestly do not have any problems with age gaps... but 17 years??? That's big an age gap! It's like marrying my 40 year-old uncle! HA HA!! Freaky.
Now I'm off to finding a new prince charming. :)
He turned out to be 17 years older than me.
Yes. 17 years. When I was still playing my Barbies, he was heading already getting a COLLEGE diploma. When I entered my Hanson stage, he was already targeting to increase the market share of the brand he's handling. And now that I'm still graduating for college, he's a bigshot executive at some pharmaceutical company, all the while thinking that maybe he could be a very, very ideal prospect.
I met him during the Ad Congress last November, when I was urging to the place of the resident singer in the hotel lobby. After being rejected by the pianist (you could've seen my disappointed face), he approached me and asked me why I was sad. From then on, he became a friend.. well, more of an aquaintance actually.
The next day, we bumped into each other once again. He asked for my number and told me to keep in touch. All the while, I thought he was only 25, so I told myself, baka puede pa. And he was really nice to me, which gave him more pogi points. On the last day, we met up at Vudu, and I already felt that he was giving me the cold shoulder, indirectly telling me that I was too young for him... What better way to give back the "complement" by telling him he was too old for me too? hehe. From then on, I told myself to just forget him and include him in my 1st ever Ad Congress experience.
Months after, we were asked to a project which required us to interview marketing professionals. He was one of the few people that came to my mind. I told my friend to set an interview with him. I was too shy to do it myself. I found out that the whole time he had a different surname. The surname I thought was his' sounded the same. So much for my deafness.
And being the stalker that I am, I decided to search for him in friendster. It was a successful search, and I was very motivated (aba, application of learnings! :D) by it. For one, he had goals... And he was into outdoor sports, something I have never tried doing but have wanted to. He wanted a simple future.. but most importantly, my future is secured with him!!!!!!!!!!! +++++ prince charming points. hahaha. I gave myself the motivation to see him again.
... So the research went on. I had to find out his age. His age was another crucial factor. My friends and I would estimate his age, thinking he would be at the most, 28..... BUT NO!! After filling up the interview questions, I found out that he was 37.... No wonder he held such a high position at work!! All my hopes of ending up with him were shattered.......
I honestly do not have any problems with age gaps... but 17 years??? That's big an age gap! It's like marrying my 40 year-old uncle! HA HA!! Freaky.
Now I'm off to finding a new prince charming. :)
Monday, March 20, 2006
New Blog, New Beginning
I think my other blog exposes too much of myself.
Let this blog expose less of me. haha. :)
Let this blog expose less of me. haha. :)
"... When being the third wheel isn't so bad after all"
Just reposting an old entry from my other blog... Love this! :)
May 18, 2005:
I have always been the consistent third wheel... I know, perhaps you would suggest that I find myself someone so that I won’t be a third wheel anymore, but sometimes, when I think about it, being a third wheel has its own perks too. But before going to that, what really is a third wheel? When do you become a third wheel?
....Well, based on experience, you become a third wheel when the following symptoms arise:
-when there's only three of you, of course.. or sometimes when you're five, seven, or nine (basta it's an odd number and you become the odd one out)
-when you're with couples, soon-to-be couples, or sometimes, even best friends whom you know have "something"
-when you feel like you've got no one to spend quality time with, or rather, you can't determine whom exactly among that big group of oddies (haha what a name) you can have "bonding" time with (in short, they all have their "bonding" buddies na)
But before going to the good side of it, let me just give a few reasons why it sucks to be the third wheel:
-...For the obvious reason that you're on your own and your friends have someone with them. It just doesn't feel that good when you know your friends are having a good time with your special someone while you're left there accompanying them and alone.
-It makes you contemplate on your being single. They reach a point where they forget about you and already separate you from their world despite being with them. And it makes you wonder if you should get a boyfriend too, which leads me to my last point...
-It pressures you to get a boyfriend too!!! haha. Despite not wanting to get one, you would want to have a boyfriend or a "date" so that you would have someone with you the next time you go out..
-(for extreme cases, although at present i'm not affected with this anymore) It hurts you, lalo na if the guy is someone you REALLY like. Need I say more??
So there. For years and years, I've been the ever loyal third wheel of my friends. I've accompanied friends to movies, mallings, and meals with their "potentials". It's not that I'm sourgraping about my being single and all (NO NO NO!!), but in fact, I'm here to celebrate the beauty of third wheel-ness. haha. Here are a few reasons why I enjoy being the third wheel:
-Sometimes, you become the center of attention (Well, for my case haha). I've enjoyed entertaining couples with my instant skits and dramathons and i'm just enjoying the job of making them laugh!! ehehehe
-Freebies galore!! Since i'll be with someone whom the guy likes, I get to share that gratitude he's showing to the girl through free food! haha. it has always happens to me that i get to have free movie tickets or free dinners when i become the third wheel.
-Bond with fellow third-wheelers! Usually, guys also bring their "friend" to "accompany" them. And usually, I end up forming good friendships with my fellow third-wheelers. And sometimes, it's an add-on if the guy's cute *wink* ... new potential!! bwahaha.
... So, being a third wheel isn't really that bad after all. I still enjoy being one, although sometimes, if it becomes too frequent, it gets into me... Hmmm.. i wonder if there's any song about being the third wheel... ehehe
Long live third wheelers! haha.=)
May 18, 2005:
I have always been the consistent third wheel... I know, perhaps you would suggest that I find myself someone so that I won’t be a third wheel anymore, but sometimes, when I think about it, being a third wheel has its own perks too. But before going to that, what really is a third wheel? When do you become a third wheel?
....Well, based on experience, you become a third wheel when the following symptoms arise:
-when there's only three of you, of course.. or sometimes when you're five, seven, or nine (basta it's an odd number and you become the odd one out)
-when you're with couples, soon-to-be couples, or sometimes, even best friends whom you know have "something"
-when you feel like you've got no one to spend quality time with, or rather, you can't determine whom exactly among that big group of oddies (haha what a name) you can have "bonding" time with (in short, they all have their "bonding" buddies na)
But before going to the good side of it, let me just give a few reasons why it sucks to be the third wheel:
-...For the obvious reason that you're on your own and your friends have someone with them. It just doesn't feel that good when you know your friends are having a good time with your special someone while you're left there accompanying them and alone.
-It makes you contemplate on your being single. They reach a point where they forget about you and already separate you from their world despite being with them. And it makes you wonder if you should get a boyfriend too, which leads me to my last point...
-It pressures you to get a boyfriend too!!! haha. Despite not wanting to get one, you would want to have a boyfriend or a "date" so that you would have someone with you the next time you go out..
-(for extreme cases, although at present i'm not affected with this anymore) It hurts you, lalo na if the guy is someone you REALLY like. Need I say more??
So there. For years and years, I've been the ever loyal third wheel of my friends. I've accompanied friends to movies, mallings, and meals with their "potentials". It's not that I'm sourgraping about my being single and all (NO NO NO!!), but in fact, I'm here to celebrate the beauty of third wheel-ness. haha. Here are a few reasons why I enjoy being the third wheel:
-Sometimes, you become the center of attention (Well, for my case haha). I've enjoyed entertaining couples with my instant skits and dramathons and i'm just enjoying the job of making them laugh!! ehehehe
-Freebies galore!! Since i'll be with someone whom the guy likes, I get to share that gratitude he's showing to the girl through free food! haha. it has always happens to me that i get to have free movie tickets or free dinners when i become the third wheel.
-Bond with fellow third-wheelers! Usually, guys also bring their "friend" to "accompany" them. And usually, I end up forming good friendships with my fellow third-wheelers. And sometimes, it's an add-on if the guy's cute *wink* ... new potential!! bwahaha.
... So, being a third wheel isn't really that bad after all. I still enjoy being one, although sometimes, if it becomes too frequent, it gets into me... Hmmm.. i wonder if there's any song about being the third wheel... ehehe
Long live third wheelers! haha.=)
Two More Weeks til the REAL WORLD.
I haven't been THIS busy in my whole college life. Last weekend, I spent my nights sleeping at other people's homes, cramming group presentations, brainstorming, and on the side, joking around. For this week, I will be having five killer presentations, four exams, and one individual homework that's killing my brain (it's a campaign to promote cremation... crazy!!).And for the next week, I still have one big presentation and two final tests to take (the other's an oral exam). Good luck.
I don't want to complain because I know that everybody's going through similar things, ie. they're busy too. Actually, I don't even know how to feel about all these changes. There is this part of me that just wants to get rid of these last 2 weeks of my life because they're just so stressful, but on the other hand, a part of me does not want to let go of these last weeks, on the thought that these will be the last weeks of my college life.
It's scary, thinking that in two month's time, I will be starting another chapter of my life, that is, in work. I have been panicking lately, getting in a rush to submit my resumes and just securing myself with a job after graduation. For one matter, I do not want to be a "burden" to my parents anymore. It's time to give back after years of giving you everything and anything you want... BUT THEN, I still don't wanna grow up as well.
I still have a meeting in an hour. Til my next entry.
I don't want to complain because I know that everybody's going through similar things, ie. they're busy too. Actually, I don't even know how to feel about all these changes. There is this part of me that just wants to get rid of these last 2 weeks of my life because they're just so stressful, but on the other hand, a part of me does not want to let go of these last weeks, on the thought that these will be the last weeks of my college life.
It's scary, thinking that in two month's time, I will be starting another chapter of my life, that is, in work. I have been panicking lately, getting in a rush to submit my resumes and just securing myself with a job after graduation. For one matter, I do not want to be a "burden" to my parents anymore. It's time to give back after years of giving you everything and anything you want... BUT THEN, I still don't wanna grow up as well.
I still have a meeting in an hour. Til my next entry.
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