Friday, October 28, 2005
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I met up with Amity today. We only see each other once a year... come to think of it, I don't think I saw her at all last year. I don't think we even spoke to each other last year, considering we could never chance upon each other due to our conflicting schedules--mine more than hers. Amity is one of those people who's really really nice. And she has nothing mean to say about other people or situations because she always sees the good in everything. That should be my goal too: see the positive in everything... which is hard. Seriously! I wake up everyday, thinking I'll be a charitable person, I'll be nice and all, but a few minutes or hours later, I'm already in a cross mood. Huh. I need to work on that. We had a good time talking about school (I digress: I swear, if I had a blog when I was in school, it would be so funny! With the amount of time I spent in front of the pc writing papers, I'm sure I would be able to sneak a post or two! I had my paper journals, but I got lazy sometimes to write) and our friends. She mentioned that she found a picture of us (and Isabel) when we were in the GMS, looking surprisingly not harassed. That's a first, trust me. I asked her as well how was her grandfather (whom we got to know) and their house in Vigan--we stayed there during our very, very short visit for the feasib. When we talk like this, I feel like our school days were never really over, that it just ended and we're just getting over the stress of it all! Time flies so fast. * * * Blast from the past! Got that long forgotten picture from Kateh. I noticed most of my entries lately are about my school days and this picture got me all sentimental (well, except for my hair and porma! What was I thinking?!). Yep, as my friend Loida would say, I'm delikado when I'm alone and have time to think and sort through my stuff--which I like to do when I'm at home and on leave. Hehe. I only get to do this once a year! * * * I missed Halloween in the office again. I wonder who won in the decorating contest and if people came in costumes today. Watty said there were lots of kids in the office trick-or-treating today. How fun. :) But then it was super busy again today, so... okay.
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Monday, October 24, 2005
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I chanced upon my Human Resource/Org Development teacher's blog yesterday and was pretty amused to read her entry on her annual experience of announcing the groupings every first semester. She said her students usually dread that day and that she usually groups her students based on a certain criteria, but more often than not, it's based on gender. I found that odd because I always thought it was based on these personality exams she gave in the beginning of the semester to discover who we are in the business world. This was where I was confirmed risk-phobic--no big surprise for me there. But seriously! I thought she grouped us based on a scientific thingamajig... I remember how I despaired over that day she would announce the groupings for the Fourth Year. I was not particularly close with a lot of people and there were some people I was afraid to work with. I mean, I can get along with people, but it scared me to work with people I barely knew and their work ethic and my grade/s depended on them. Scary! But then I didn't have to be. :) My group, composed of three girls and two guys, turned out to be a good team, even if we were all sooo different (one's OC, another laid back, another with crazy, out of the box ideas that actually worked sometimes!). We were all uncomfortable with each other at first, considering we didn't know each other all that well yet. It's so funny how our differences worked well together, we were amazed to pull off an amazing industry analysis that earned us a perfect grade (at least that's what I remember because that's the grade on my class card) and more or less higher-than-expected grades in our other classes. It was a good thing also, because the grouping turned out to be our teams for the whole semester with all the different classes and I think the teachers liked it because we had the same groupings for the following semester. They probably found it easier just having one group for all. By the second sem, we were pretty much bonded that we could talk about the silliest things together. I have so many fun memories of my group. There was the road trip where we met at 6am and hied off to this lovely plantation in Batangas (the place had deers!) where I had to interview this executive and they fed us formal lunch (ooh) and zooming back to Manila to attend class. Overnighters in my groupmate's beautiful house in Alabang--that was our house of choice even if it was so far away because we could work undisturbed in their study or in the pool house, plus the food was the best! I discovered corned beef (the Old Swiss Inn kind) there. Eating all sorts of sausages and one of us almost being caught in Shopwise for all her queries. Hanging out and meeting in school during days off. Dividing projects and papers among ourselves we would head to lessen the work load (mine was the tourism in Negros paper. Boy did I cram that one). Eating in Tapa King in Makati--I forget why we even reached Makati--maybe because we went to NSCB? Riding in the car, talking about personal stuff. Going to Sta Mesa for research. Oral defenses. Power Point presentations. Debating with each other. Editing papers and making sense of all the ideas thrown it (and making it fit in three pages only--this I remember because I was the one who kept all those three-page papers and I found all these papers just recently while cleaning out). Wow, the stress. But I enjoyed it. We all did. We even told our teacher how much we appreciated her grouping us together. Strange how that worked out, something I was so afraid of. This time in my life reminded me how, well, I should try to be open to change and not be afraid of new things. But with all the changes I've been through lately, I really don't know. Sort of retreating to my really antisocial self.
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Thursday, October 20, 2005
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Theme throughout the day was all about respect. How it's earned and maintained. Hah. I smell of... cotton candy! I used Kathy Kerfuffs' cologne because I smelled like smoke this evening. Yaaak. Now the scent lingers. Not that it's bad, I'm just really used to my trademark scentlessness so this is new. Hmm I just realized that this will be the second year in a row I'm missing the Halloween festivities in the office. Ever since 2003, my friend Ais and I have been planning what to dress up in for Halloween, but we can never pull it off--mainly because I'm not around! She can pull it off on her own, I'm sure. Anyway, our idea is to wear fairy/butterfly wings, glitter tattooes (sp?) on our arms and make up with glitter-stud things on our faces. We have a decorating contest in the office and Ais wants their side of the floor like an enchanted forest, but I don't think they're going to do it. I'll be on leave next week. Finally! But I think I have to come in on Saturday to close everything. Wah. Oh well.
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Saturday, October 15, 2005
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For lack of things to do (and that is an understatement because I don't want to do the things I have to do!), I went through this pile of old exams and test booklets from early college, plus my barkada's journal with the pretext of cleaning and organizing my room. I didn't really finish doing that because I couldn't really help but feel sentimental and nostalgic about what I found. I cannot believe I kept my MathSci and Geom exams. Ugh. They were some of my more difficult subjects. I can't understand the x's and y's anymore! :P I don't understand how I got through those classes, but oh well. It's over, really over. And oh noooo, my Metaphysics exams. Some of my friends cannot believe we had exams with questions like, "Which came first, the chicken or the egg?" Gaah. I was reading my finals--I only got 2.5 there which was a big relief for me--where I wrote all about phantasms, passive and active intellect. I haven't heard those words for the longest time! My answer would have: "The phantasm is then presented to the active intellect which dematerializes it... the active intellect separates the being material and singular as well as being changeable in time and space..." Eep. I can't believe I wrote about an ordinary day applying all Metaphysics concepts under two hours for that final. The more interesting exams/papers I found were from my LL (Lit/English) class. My Fil classes were... hard. I don't speak Tagalog well and writing, talking about Job's and Edipo's trials was not as fun as writing and discussing Shakespeare, CS Lewis, etc. I appreciated my teacher, though, who completely understood my somewhat barok essays, although I did fail a paper once and that teacher wrote me a note asking why, etc. As for English Lit, I would get devastated with a 2.0 paper (1.0 being the highest). I don't know, I guess it was a Lit class and I always thought I would do well. Anyway, the Lit exam I found had me answering Shakespeare's definition of man based on Hamlet and The Tempest... let's just say I surprised myself reading what I wrote. I thought I would cringe and think how naive I sounded, but then I realized I seemed more mature and smarter then than now. How sad, I feel like I'm not as creative and insightful as before even if my world is bigger now, I feel like I haven't grown. Well. Let's see what we can do about that. But onto lighter things, the journal has so many memories! I have the second in the series, covering from second semester of first year, summer and the first sem of second year. It was fun! When I read the entries, I couldn't help but grimace over my impossible crushes over these guys (hahahaha my friends can attest to this! Ewww), giggle over the silliness we wrote about (hanging out in school with *ahem* Chewy and the gang following), muse over all the code names we had for these people, remember the stress (tiring all nighters, Biology dissections, more papers, class on Saturdays from 7a-1p for the Mandarin girls) and the fun (ULTRA days for PE!) and so on. One of my favorite entries/memories was when Tet grabbed the notebook away from our Civ 120 teacher when he saw her writing in it. She actually wrote, "Bastos ba? Inagaw ko yung notebook kay Sir." Haha! We were in the first row in that class (but then, my friends and I sat in the last row during our Ethics class, which prompted our teacher to ask me, "Why do you and your friends always sit in the last row?" -- as if it was so far, the classroom had only three rows!). Those were the days! When I remember college, especially the first three years, it was in a happy daze. Even if some classes were just too difficult, my friends made it so much fun. :) Just seeing their handwriting (and their personality) on the journal made me miss them a whole lot: Ina's big and quick strokes, Trins' featherlight script, Tetty's decisive print, Jo's expressive hand, Anch's trademark teeny handwriting, Loids' neat detail, Pam's friendly scribble. See how I can never finish cleaning my room in a day because I have to stop and reminisce! Next week or on my leave, I still have the latter part of college (also fun, but not in a happy-daze kind of way) to look through. That should take quite a while too, plus I'm sure it's interesting.
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Friday, October 07, 2005
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 I'm back. I've been back in the real world (boo) since last Friday since my mini-vacay was only three days. And I'm still stuck in last week, beach dreaming my days away. I miss waking up to the view of the ocean from our very pretty hotel room and the shallow beach with all the starfishes. I miss the nightly swims in the pool and I miss our laidback lifestyle and being a tourist--super fun! Our trip was super bitin with three days and all, but it was a good way to relieve the stress from the past few days.Wah. Other than that, nothing new. Work is still super busy and stressful. :( I'm always zonked and cranky whenever I leave the office. Sigh. I wish it wasn't so busy anymore, it's a bit overwhelming already. Random, scattered thoughts, hehe, I'm half watching Jay Leno on ETC with George Clooney! I miss that. :) Watching Tonight Show while going online, that is. And feeling very relaxed, knowing I don't have to go to work tomorrow. Goodness. October. Again, the year is zipping by. I've been hearing Christmas carols, stores are selling Christmas decors already... yikes. Where did the year go?!
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Monday, October 03, 2005
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The Blower's Daughter Damien Rice And so it is Just like you said it would be Life goes easy on me Most of the time And so it is The shorter story No love, no glory No hero in her sky I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes... And so it is Just like you said it should be We'll both forget the breeze Most of the time And so it is The colder water The blower's daughter The pupil in denial I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes... Did I say that I loathe you? Did I say that I want to Leave it all behind? I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind... My mind...my mind... 'Til I find somebody new Lyrics taken from here.
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