Tina's Tales

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100th Post

This is my hundredth published post so it'd better be a good one...
so instead of posting whatever crap about my emotions/thoughts/crazy ideas...
I thought I might as well just share something from
James Patterson's Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas

"Imagine life is a game in which you are juggling five balls. The balls are called WORK, FAMILY, HEALTH, FRIENDS, and INTEGRITY. And you're keeping all of them in the air. But one day you finally come to understand that Work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. The other four balls - Family, Health, Friends, Integrity -- are made of glass. If you drop one of these, it will be irrevocably scuffed, ricked perhaps even shattered. And once you truly understand the lesson of the five balls, you will have the beginnings of balance in your life."

Heed.
Listen.
Take it from someone who has unitentionally dropped one of the glass balls.

my eX- (wala lang...)

Posible ba yung hindi naman naging kayo
Pinangarap mo lang naman
na makasama siya
Pero sa paglipas ng panahon
na akala mo'y pati iyong paghanga ay nawala na
Bigla na lang lahat ay magbabalik?

Walang sabi-sabi
Walang patnubay man lang
Bigla mo na lang makikita
At maaalala ang nakaraan
Nakaraang sa isip ko lang naman
naging katotohanan

Kailan lang ay nabanggit ko ang pangalan niya sa aking ina
Himalang sa pagiging makalilimutin niya ay naalala pa siya
Iniisip ko tuloy na para bang nakaukit na talaga siya sa aking buhay
Para bang naging parte talaga siya ng aking nakalipas

Pero posible ba iyon...gayung wala naman siyang ka-alam-alam?

a s!gN

70+ views
That's how many profile views I got from friendster last month.
That's really nothing surprising as it was my birthday month and that fact was broadcasted to all my friends.

With at least 70 views, I could have gotten the sign that I've asked for but it's the end of May and nothing came.

I thought everything that's happening in my life and in that other person's life was actually set. A part of the plan. But that was just how I interpreted the signs...and I am no Interpreter so I asked for His help. I asked for a particular sign. But none came.

Not a single sign.
Nothing.
Not one.
None.
Nada.

Well actually, come to think of it.
This is a sign
A sign that I have to move on.

Again...and again...and again.

20 and still S!ngLe

Most of the people in my friendster list are either in a relationship or married.
Childhood friends that are way younger than I am are so in love and unavailable anymore.
But here I am...20 and still cold, alone, single....and yet happy.

Yet people keep on asking why...


Because...

AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS
Yup. That's one of my fears and it will probably take a long long long time before I can get over such fear.

SUBCONSCIOUS STILL IN SEARCH OF AN IDEAL
If you asked me what my ideal man is, I wouldn't answer you. That's because I belive that ideals only exist in dreams. In addition to that, ayaw ko magsalita nang tapos kasi alam ko balang araw kakainin ko mga salita ko. But if one could just look at my subconscious, I know I have the perfect man inside....the man who doesn't exist.

DON'T WANT TO FAIL THE PEOPLE AROUND ME---family and friends
Someone once told me "Bakit yung mga maganda at matalinong babae napupunta lang dun sa mga bobong lalaki?"
I'm not trying to fit in myself to her description of the lady but I know that my friends and family have better plans for me than falling for a tricycle driver or that guy..
the guy which this same person referred to when she told me "Alam mo ba yung mga grades mga line of 7-"
"Alam mo huwag kang papatol dun...mukhang zombie" referred by my other friend
So here I am, trying to search for the man whom my heart will fall for and yet my friends and family will also accept.

FREEDOM
Ever since I was a small kid, I hated the word "HUWAG", I ctry just to hear that word. That only signifies how much I love my freedom and I don't want any guy telling me not to wear this because it's too daring or not to go there because I'm the only rose among the tthorns in that party...

THE CHALLENGE
It goes something like
I-like-you-but-you-don't-like-me-so-we-remained-friends-but-then later-on-you-turned-to-like-me-but-now-I-only-see-you-as-a-friend-and-I-don't-like-you-anymore

STUBBORN HEART
What I want is what I want, no one can change that

"WAIT;DON'T PURSUE" PHILOSOPHY
No...not because I still believe boys must do the ligaw thing...but because of my greatest sin which is pride. I can't take rejection my dear.

I'M STILL YOUNG
There's still to much to explore and I want to do it on my own

INDEPENDENCE
I want to live alone
I want to drive on my own
I want to go through processes without relying on anyone
I remember my intphil prof saying di siya makakatagal na may kasama sa bahay.....well, I can relate

SINGLE BUT NOT AVAILABLE STATUS
This is actually in relation to my stubborn heart.
Though I remain uncommitted, most of the time a name has been imprinted in my heart.

MASOCHIST LOVER
No! It's not about the slap-me-before-we-do-that-thing. It's about me loving the people who can't love me back...

COMFORT & EXCITEMENT
I need both. Problem is it's hard to balance the two. With an acquaintance, I can get too jumpy it's hard to move and I'm so conscious about myself. But with a well-known friend, I get too comfy that I don't see him as a life-time partner anymore...It's as if we've gone too far that the sparks were lost.

But I know I can find the one. I've once found it but then PRIDE came in and...it's a long story



I'M AN ACCOUNTANT AND ACCOUNTANTS REMAIN SINGLE
(just for fun...or is it for real???)

They balance the debits and the credits
They make sure that for anything that comes out something comes in. For everything I give away, something must be given to me. If we can't have at that, then byebye

We're also auditors
We audit everything about their potential partner
They check whether every word he say is true

Cost-Benefit Analysis
Is he/she worth the ivestment?
Being known as BOXERS(ultra-kuripot people), we want someone who is low-maintenance or someone where the returns are great. Return must always be more than the risks.

History Matters
Accounting is about the past and we can't help but compare to know if we have done a good choice this time...

We Don't Rush into Things
as OCs, everything must be carefully panned
Give us some time and we may think about it.

We can't work on Assumptions
There must be facts to work with...you have to tell us directly
We can't just assume...espeacially for women

Marketing People hate Accountants
...what more do i have to say? ü

BAD NEWS---GOOD NEWS

Today, it is supposed to be the deadline of our thesis proposal. But obviously, we still don't havet the list from PCCI and we are now at the last resort of buying a copy of the listed companies. But before doing so, of course we called them and asked for the name of the companies in our BOI/PEZA list. By doing so, we are able to compare and see whether buying would be useful or not. To our disappointment, not one company matched their records But hey...we didn't have to shell out 700 bucks for that.

Since we were still having trouble with some parts of our paper, it is apparent that we were not able to pass our thesis today. Gladly, most of the groups would pass tomorrow and there are heasrsays that there would be no deduction anyway.

With regards the list, we were only able to gather up 14 outsourcing companies that may serve useful in our study. That's a lot fewer than I thought. But hey, down to that last minute, we found out that another group was able to get a list from DTI and so we had a new source from which to gather up data for our thesis.

As I went home, I was so dumb that I let my P20 be gone with the wind. As in literally gone with the wind, when I was still riding the trike. And so I went back to the place I remember where it dropped. You think i found it? No! But there were three men who said hi to me...and who are they? ...Senior players from our LIGA and I am damn sure that one of them was the person my friend was talking about (the "ang gwapo...as in nag-fall na nga ako" statement of hers) But I was not really able to look and scrutinize their faces since it was kind of dark there...but I just know...and hey, what's flattering about that is the fact their height is twice mine...Namamansin rin pala ang mga ganun?!

Anyway, losing that P20 is nothing compared to what I found out I lost as I went home. Well...it's not really what but who....Bambi...
That's a really bad news. What could be the good news then?
That I am still here breathing...able to walk and able to run?
That I am alive and one of my pets for nth time this year instead has died?
That this could go on as I have more pets to save me?

I was really happy because after consulting a new professsional, I felt renewed.
I am actually rejoicing because after that visit to Pangasinan I felt rejuvenated.
But after finding out that a different life has again been taken..I can't help but think...should I really be happy?

NO REGRETS

In a few days, I will have finshed my 19 years of living.
And so I thought of writing down whatever notions came of these 19 years.


19YRS
19 years of laughter
19 years of tears
19 years of craziness
And of fulfillment, my dear
19 years of Good Wishes
Sam amount of years of Bad desires
19 years of stress in studies
Of a world that's full of bliss
19 years of travel and play
Of "whatever" and "come what may"
19 years of helplessness
19 years of triumph too
19 years of innocent love, sweet caress
But also 19 years of loneliness
19 years of restless thinking
19 years of peace of mind
19 years...

with no regrets

ENGLTRI FINALE

It was the final speech.
It was the fourth and last speech.
It was the Impromptu Speech.

Like before, there was this sense of relief that there is no need for preparation. But also like before, there was this fear, this feeling of tension. And almost everything else was just like before....except for certain things of course.

There it was...countless cards laid down on the table. At the back of these cards, the topics were written. I had to choose five. And I was just given three minutes to pick...three minutes to choose my fate for this last speech.

Friedster.
Text Messaging.
Television.
Religion and Faith.
Internet Pornography.

I didn't really know why I chose that last card but I did. And for that length of time when my professor is still choosing which among these will he want to ask me about, I was tensed. I was tensed not really because I would have to deliver a speech for the next five minutes. Rather, it was because I fear that he will choose the last card. And I may become a total wreck in front of my classmates if the question he would ask would be someting I had not the least bit of idea. I was so focused on the possibility that he will choose that topic that I wasn't able to feel it coming.

The question....
....
...
....
gladly, was not about Internet Pornography.

Instead, it was about Religion and Faith. And my question was about the root causes of the decline of people's faith in God today


With the three minute preparation, I wrote down whatever thoughts came upon my mind. And in the next minute, I shared it with my classmates...

ENTERTAINMENT--movies(violence, porn)/music,etc.
LITERATURE--Da Vinci Code/Harry Potter, etc.
Our FAST-PACED LIFE

I was not able to elaborate on the first two and I somewhat regret it. I could have mentioned all the things that Pastor----(was it Santiago?) discussed way back in highschool(or was it elementary?)
But, I didn't. I ran through my speech with my thoughts racing so fast. But I know I stressed my point on the last bullet. Because I believe it's the most relevant, accurate and important fact that these people in front of me could relate to.

Aren't we all living with a fast-paced life? Not one of us seem to have been deprived of the gift of being multi-tasking. We are involved with a number of things. We all try to juggle them. But our time is running so fast that we try our best to prioritize everything...everything except Him.

Well...I don't know how well I did up there but people said I was great!
But....I don't know.
I just have this sort of feeling that the question was given to me not by chance but on a purpose.

But was I effective?

I don't know if I really did my best in making use of those five minutes, that moment of mine on the spotlight. I was overcome by my emotions I almost started to cry. I was overcome by fear...fear that these people will ridicule what I have to say.

But I saw their eyes...so intense...most of them were really hearing what I was saying.
But did they listen?

Just like my extemporaneous speech in Grade 6 and in High 4, a number of people greeted me afterwards saying "Ang galing mo kanina ah" and other statements having the same sense.
But also like before, a question rings inside my head
"Was I able to touch them deep inside? Was I able to stir up their hearts and bring them (or at least one of them) much closer to God?"

Well...
I gathered really good grades from most of my classmates so I think I was able to deliver it well enough...but you know what....
I guess...
...
...
only He can tell.

to my little angel...

Your hands are so small
Yet your grip is so strong
Your skin is so soft
As smooth as a silk cloth

I care for your body
Like a package labeled "Fragile"
Taped with a warning
That says "Handle with Care"

Ooh, you're so charming
I know you'll make girls cry
But don't you ever ever
Let a woman bring a tear to your eye

I can't wait for the day
When hand in hand we'll sway
I can't wait for the time
When I can sing to you your nusery rhyme

I can't wait to push your swing
To guide you in the slide
I can't wait to teach you read
To guide your hand and let you write

As for now
Sweet dreams, my baby
May you sleep so tight
May your monings be bright

And may your days be filled
With our tender loving care

iLLusi0nS

I like the way he smiles
With those thin kissable lips
I like the way he talks to me
With his deep but soothing voice

He looks at me
With those eyes so intense
Sometimes it seem as if
I'm the only he sees

He cracks up corny jokes
But he makes me laugh anyway
He stutters and makes the wrong pauses
But he still looks cute to me in every way

He has those strong arms
That can hold a girl up high
He has long bony hands
That I want to hold so tight

He is so hot but he is clueless
And that makes me want him more, not less
Sometimes I think he completes my day
But no, he doesn't...and I won't let him anyway

ULAN

"Pagmasdan ang ulan
Unti-unting pumapatak sa mga halaman at mga bulaklak
Pagmasdan ang dilim
Unti-unting bumabalot sa buong paligid ay umuulan"

I don't know what is with the rain but there's this certain feeling deep inside me that I couldn't easily explain whenever I hear the raindrops falling on the rooftop and whenever I feel the breeze of air. It was the first shower of May...a blessing so they say. So I went out to play sports under the rain...and I smelled the ground. No, it isn't really something that you'd want to smell like that of a popcorn being popped or the delicious food your mom is cooking in your kitchen. But the smell brings a certain familiarity. It's as if there are memories that are treasured with it. And then the feeling surged in me.It 's like the feeling of reliving your puppy love. It is that kind of joy that you can hardly exlpain. But unlike most of my memories, it brings no person with it. I couldn't even pinpoint the event or the people involved or practically anything relevant at all.

Most people associate the rain with sadness because raindrops are like teardrops.
Darkness is like the feeling we have inside when we're alone.
Thunders and lightning sometimes even represent the rage we have inside.

But no...it's just not the case for ne.
Instead, I associate with it a certain happiness...not the kind of happiness you have for learning that there's no classes for today...it's more of somthing....so...so...unexplainable.


"Buhos na ulan aking mundo'y lunuring tuluyan
Tulad ng pag-agos mo di mapipigil
Ang puso kong nagliliyab
pag-ibig ko'y umaapaw
Damdamin ko'y humihiyaw sa tuwa"

Mama, bayad ho...

"Maging tapat ka kaibigan
Wag kang magtulug-tulugan
Papa-pareho tayo
Biktima ng Kahirapan"

Nakita ko lang ito sa isang karatula na nakasabit sa aking sinakyang dyip pauwi kaninang hapon. Oo nga naman, lahat naman tayo ay nagdaraan sa panahon ng kahirapan. Pero tingnan naman natin ang mundo sa kanilang paningin...

PISO
Ano nga ba naman ang isang piso?
Sa totoo lang ay mahalaga ito. Kahit ako, hirap mag-abot ng isang piso nang walang halagang patutunguhan. Importante ito. Panlaban sa pagka-umay, pagpapadali nang pagkakaroon ng kopya ng mga dokumento, pantawid uhaw matapos ang isang oras na paglalaro.

PISO.
Iyan ang piso sa paningin ko. Eh sa isang tsuper, manlilimos, o takatak boys kaya?
Maaari mong sabihin na wala pa ring halaga ang piso pero kung hindi magsisimula sa isang piraso ng metal na barya, paano ba niya maaabot ang isang papel na pera?

Pambuhay ng pamilya, pagpapa-aral sa mga anak, pampagamot sa nagdidiliryong kapamilya.

Piso.

Paningin niya at paningin mo.
Paningin mo at paningin ko.

Magkasinghalaga ba?

Sweet...

"Someone talked to me today, and without that person knowing, I was able to smile and see the world in a brighter way" -IRENE

What's the point?

We deal with different people in our daily lives. We talk to them, greet certain strangers with a smile, or simply give a helping hand. But...we never know. Sometimes, with just a simple "hello", a wave of a hand, or a smile, we are able to brighten someone's day. Without us knowing, we may have inspired someone's life. Without our knowledge, they may have decided to take a much nicer path in their life. All just because of a single word, a single gesture, a simple way of showing we care.

Smile.
Converse.
Interact.

You never know whose world you were able to keep on revolving.

Destiny Part I

(true to life examples)


Is it true?
Or is it just one of those explanations we human beings create?

I have always been an advocate of this belief but now I was just thinking...


No.1 MrJeepney
He lives near where I live and he goes to La Salle. But I just knew that there was nothing special. I couldn't even see his name from that EAF. But we've shared a ride for a thousand(just an exaggeration)times already. It's even back and forth..from Astra to LaSalle and from Pasay to Astra

No.2 The Green Team
Is it destiny for me and one of those guys or my dear friend 'Ms.Kritchie' and number10? I don't think so. There is not one bit of attraction. But why is it that everytime we go and watch the game, they are the ones playing? Mere coincidence? nakeSTRIKE-3 na noh!!

No.3 My Summer
Here I am, almost about to jump off that edge once more and then we met. After that long period of agony and after that fight(though it ain't really a fight), here he comes. I would have wanted to drop my summer courses on that last minute after seeing the banner pronouncing an open house LIGA. But I didn't. I could have dropped this also for health reasons but I didn't. Could it be because the lost sleep and the lost games are worth those mornings with him?

Sometimes we say it's destiny because we want it to be our destiny. What if I'm really bound to know one of those FYB team members? What if one day I am supposed to meet Mr.Astra-LaSalle once more? What if that is my destiny? But I don't interpret it as such because I don't feel anything. I may even say that it's Mr.Drummer who is destined for me...only because I like him and the circumstances have somehow placed us together...

Destiny...
Is it pure imagination?
Or can this fantasy be a reality?

An Answer

I was on the road today when a thought suddenly popped into my head.
My mission.
I now know what my mission in life is.
No, it's not something grandeur.
Nor is it anything that I should boast of.
In fact, my mission is something that deals with people but is not recognized by them.
Pretty sad mission,huh?
Actually no...because that's what actually makes it great.
And it's such a joy to realize that I have been doing great ever since I was in Grade 5 or 6!

Haaay...

Mula kahapon hanggang ngayon, ilang kaway na kaya ang aking nakuha mula sa mga kalalakihang hindi ko naman kilala. Ilang mga ngiti na kaya ang nakita sa kanilang mga labi? Tsuper, gasoline boy at tambay sa kalye. Kapwa mamimili at kapwa pasahero. Pero bakit nga ba ni isa sa kanila ay hindi man lang kinawayan.

Sa pag uwi ko at pakikipagkwentuhan, nahanap ko ang sagot.Ika nga ng aking mabuting kaibigan
"Yun naman kasing mga nabubulag sa akin mga ayun tambay...Gusto ko naman yung ganyan...basketbolista, nag-aaral. Yung may pangarap sa buhay."

Tama nga. Lahat naman tayo iyon ang hanap, di ba?
Pero hindi ko pa rin talaga itinatanggi ang posibilidad na balang araw ay sa isa sa kanila ako mapunta.

Tambay, walang ginagawa sa buhay. Pero hindi ba't tao lang rin siya.
Humahanga, nasasaktan, umiibig at nagmamahal.

A Trip to Manaoag

(reflections last April 30, 2006)

I didn't embark on this trip for the sake of asking Our Lady of Manaoag to grant my desires. I joined the trip mainly to get away from Manila, be able to see greeneries and reflect about my life. I was actually wearing my shades for the whole ride not really for 'porma' purposes but actually to cover the tears that started to fill my eyes. I reflected on my life and thought of an answer as to why just recently I started to think about ending my life once again. Oh yes, there is this one person that once was special to me who is probably mad at me but it's not just that. It's more than just my academics. It's more than just my frustrations in life. But the problem is I can't point it out. And then suddenly I realized how much I've shortened the time I spent to talk to Him and how much time I dedicate to reflection of the gospel and the homily at church.

As we travel on, I also brought with me Tuedays with Morrie. It was such an intersting book, so they say. BUt I actually diagree with some of his philosophies. Still, I was able to relate to Mitch and espacially to Morrie.And indeed, even though I still favor The Five People You Meet in Heaven more than this one, I can't deny that it was such an inspiring story. I even felt like I read it just at the right time...just at that point in time when I badly need some inspiration.

As we entered the Church, I was surprised to see a couple being wed. I am so ignorant I didn't know the public can actually attend a mass even as two people are being joined under the name of the Lord. But there it was. A homily about marriage and about separation. Through this, another lesson hit me. I was not looking at things in a Christian way. But that is so hard nowadays. I doubt if people who look at it in that manner would even equate to 10% of the populaion. Still, I know that the changing times is such a lame reason for how we set our perspectives.

As we traveled back, I reflected more on my current situation (the one that still had to do with my tears last December)and I just knew that it was lost...forever lost. I decided that as I reach my destination(home), I am gonna start anew. I know that maybe we can still be friends but that may take a long time(depending on my pride)

I also reflected on what is happening in my life. Indeed, I can say it's more than 90% perfect. No, I don't get perfect quizzes, I don't have a family that prays together, neither do I party every weekend or play a sport every saturday. My health falters I know but I'm still standing. I have my family intact plus a new life recently born. I still get to run and play basketball even though I easily ran out of breath. I passed my 3E even though it was just a 2.0. And I know I still have my friends even if we don't go on gimiks on saturday nights.

So I asked myself...why is there sadness within?
I thought and came up with an answer.
I forgot about the basics.
I forgot how to laugh.
I forgot what it's like to just sit back and relax.
I forgot how to talk about the simplest things and crack a corny joke that would make everyone laugh.

And so now, I am going back to the basics.
I have to know what it's like to be reborn. I have to start anew and leave most of the memories behind.
It's still a part of me. But I will have to move on...

Rep0sit0ry oF y0thFuL mEm0riEs

In a few days, I will be leaving the world of teenagers. And so I hope to take away most(hard to put all) the memories that still ran inside my head so that when the due time comes, I may be able to focus more on things that call for my full attention. But these memories are so precious I can't just leave it all behind...and so I'm writing it here so that I could go back and see and reminisce...so that when the time comes when I'm all stressed out and aged...I will just have to go back and read this and refresh my memories of laughter, joy and tears.

muntik-muntikang Triple X viewing sa bahay ni Rampa Boy
hunting bats @ 12am
bauan moments---esp. sleeping under te deep dark sky
Pagdulas sa putik dahil kay Papa P.
lying down w/ my cuz on top of our jeep, looking at the beautiful stars
annual summer outings @ laguna...then antipolo
Feb.14,2003-a diFf kind of Valentines
Dec. 19,2002-EK moments...tears of joy....tears of joy...more tears of joy as I reached my house
Walang kamatayang pamimilosopo kay Mother Nature
Walang kamatayang pangungulit ni seatmate Crush ng Bayan
Ice Skating w/ Naruto and fanfic-fanatic as the fall-couple
talking in a circle in the middle of the road
the "stop-buggin-me" line
annual LIGA and men-hunting
Pangungulit sa bahay ni Mr. Billionaire
"I love you, you love me...." everyday @ Mestiza's house
A boy was lost, 2 new guys found
Learning to speak using my hands w/ Mr. Pitik
Being PIKACHU girls by placing those Pikachu tatoos on our faces
Being called the "bikers"
That cute and naughty talk w/ Mr. Rampa Boy
Mr. Rampa Boy's '3 time-3 worded' calls
The unusual pakikipagkilala with Mr. Rampa Boy
Putik-putik na Ms. Quasimodo (the only basketball-ala-agaw buko style that I enjoyed)
My Makarena exhibition
Our annual self-organized Xmas parties
Lots of 'first-times' w/ fanfic-fanatic and ms.faithful
being placed in the hot seat by sir aquinas and Chunky Halby
April 19-2000 The clap-clap communication w/ Rich Boy
being called Princess Tiss by kid-in-pyjamas
L@FS?!?! w/ Mr. Torpe under the mango tree>
DBTI textmates---a new one every month
craziness over Mr. Hunk(Mr. Jordan Herrera)
unending love for my ideal man(Mr. Rico Yan)
being a fanatic over Ms. Conservative(Ms. Roxanne Guinoo)
Highschool Guys meet EHHA gals
Racing after trikes w/ Rampa Boy
Revelation moment by Rampa Boy
Mails with Spiderwoman
"An Attempt" poem by Ice
That shocking letter by Ice
day-to-day mala-nobelang letters and journals w/ Ms.Kikay and Ms.Kritchie
Friday afternoons in the field
The FINALE---our CAT Competition w/ if not only for Ms.Corps Commander we could have gotten that first place!
ROTC field trips and laugh trips---our officers and Ms....was that Chary?!?!
afternoons when I'm fetched by Rampa BOy
afternoons of us fetching Rampa Boy
That I-L-Y business card
Numerous games introduced by Mr. Elmo
Afternoons ng paghihintay kay D&D to play Sega and S-Nes
Making our house the improvised Star-City
Splash Island moments---particularly that unusual ride with Ms. kritchie
Unusual Biking Experiences---Ice @ Narra st.,Ms.Kritchie in that trash basket, gitgitan w/ Rampa boy & partner D
girls like girls?!?! Ms.HarryPotter&Songer-->Ice & rebel girl-->me--> Quasimodo-->(meron kaya? I still wonder...)
the bestfriend-partner conflict between Ice & Ms. Harry Potter
That sweet "Hi Kris!" of Ms.Quasimodo
The first time someone ever told me "Alam mo ang ganda mo" ---though I know it wasn't really coming from Ms.Quasimodo but from her then bestfriend
Nights of kwentuhan w/ Mr. Talented & cuz
Away-Bati w/ Mr.Talented
Babuy-babuyan in the middle of the court w/ Ms.Hearts
Wlang kamatayang patintero
"Where's my baby?" w/ Ms.Hearts
GIMIK portrayals by our barkada
March 14, 2003 - Prom night
MissKikay's statement that still ring inside my head "Bakit mo pinaasa kung di naman pala balak sagutin"
dandance Revo mania
DDR @ MsPowerranger's house
MsTaiwanese vs MsEmotional
Long hours on the phone with MsEmotional
Weekly Timezone
Akyat bahay sa green mansion
Akyat bahay at ang walang-hiyang ginawa ni Rampa Boy
Doorbell pranks
The "T" sign for MsKikay and MsHarryPotter
Panghaharana sa North Conserve courtesy of UH
Getting to know the deep and handsome LITERA BEST ACTOR
Sneaking into the haunted house
having our own airconed room at the brick house haunted house
Tambay kina MsIce and UNO cards
Walang kamatayang Pekwa ni MsKritchie
123 pass and powders on our faces
Tambay kina MsKikay
The Eye @ home...the almost complete reunion
Pangungulit ni mcCardona's friend sa txt
Funny moments with Concert Queen because of MissVarsity
Daily Sidecar trips
Making friends with SQH2Os
Picnics at the park inside MsMestiza's playhouse
Texting MrSuplado
The Call of MrSuplado's "gf daw" (really nice voise though and she's friendly too)
The k-d,g-d,and p-language mania
Everyday touchball with Guliban sibs
Pagkakacrush ng lahat kay MrVirgin
si OBLAK
'Stalking' MsSonger
Ang panunukso pogi-gurang

tHat's how y0u th!nK it !s...

Some of us are born "critics", the type of people who always see something wrong in others. We often see their mistakes but we neglect to see ours. We were used to point our fingers at others and say certain things which we think we know.

But do we really know?

In school, we learned to criticize. We learn to point out certain weaknesses that must be improved.
Constructive Criticism--a term that was born to justify the way we point out certain mistakes for someone's improvement.

But that's where things should begin and end..in the academic field or in the work field. We really are not supposed to talk of people's weaknesses especially behind their backs or even in front of their faces if it's not for their improvement. And we must never ever say something 'bad' about a person if we have just imperfect information(which is very prevalent). Sometimes, we even talk as if we're perfect in that area, as if we can't be judged in that aspect.

Why?
Because the fact is....

The more we accuse, the more we point out our weaknesses.
The more we defend ourselves, the more we look guilty of their accusations.

Look at yourself.
Reflect on those things you've accused others of.
Aren't you the least bit struggling
in the same way...
in the same manner...
in the same aspect?