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DREAMING OF YOU (Selena)

Late at night, when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I wish on a star that somewhere you are
Thinking of me too
'Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight
'Til tomorrow, I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room,
dreaming about you and me

Wonder if you ever see me, and I
Wonder if you know I'm there
If you looked in my eyes, would you see what's inside?
Would you even care?
I just wanna hold you close; but, so far
All I have are dreams of you
So I wait for the day and the courage to say
How much I love you Yes, I do
I'll be dreaming of you tonight
'Til tomorrow, I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room, dreaming about you and me

Ah, ah (Corazón)
I can't stop dreaming of you (No puedo dejar de pensar en ti)
I can't stop dreaming (Cómo te necesito)
I can't stop dreaming of you (Mi amor, cómo te extraño)

Late at night, when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I still can't believe that you came up to me
And said, "I love you." I love you, too
Now, I'm dreaming with you tonight
'Til tomorrow and for all of my life
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room, dreaming with you endlessly

Dreaming with you tonight (With you tonight)
'Til tomorrow, I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room, dreaming with you endlessly...

The Look

The Look
Strephon kissed me in the spring,Robin in the fall,But Colin only looked at meAnd never kissed at all.
Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,Robin's lost in play,But the kiss in Colin's eyesHaunts me night and day.
-- Sara Teasdale

Interpreting poems has always been a struggle for me. No matter how hard I try to force myself to like it, I just simply find no interest in it. But I know it doesn’t have to be like that because by simply doing it could already help me in many ways.

Honestly speaking, the poem “The Look” gave me a long time reading it over and over again. This is to be able to completely understand what it was suppose to mean. Though I am not sure if I have really completely understood the poem, this is how I interpret it anyway…

In the poem, we could see that the writer mentioned three names – Strephon, Robin and Colin. I do not really know if these names are just mere creations or these had really historical meaning or something. I just presume that these men are admirers or suitors of the writer.
The writer started the poem by telling us that Strephon and Robin kissed her in different seasons, particularly in the spring and in the fall, and that it was only Colin who did not kiss her but instead gave a look. She suddenly confesses that the kiss of Strephon was lost in jest. Meaning, it was just done in a playful joking manner. She also admitted that the kiss of Robin was lost in play. What she meant here was that it was just done for fun, not earnestly.
We could observe that even if Colin did not give her a kiss, the kiss in his eyes is the one that haunts her night and day.

What I thought about this poem is that it talks about sincerity in loving. This is what people who are in love lack. It is very easy for us to say “I love you” when we do not even mean it in the first place. It could also be very easy to show a person how we love them. We oftentimes do this by giving a person a hug or even a kiss. But the big question is, is there really sincerity in doing this?

Love could actually be expressed in many ways. It could be through the words that come out of our mouth or through the actions that we show. I could even remember a quote saying that “Works, not words, are the proof of love.” Probably, the writer associates this with “Actions speak louder than words.” True it may seem, we could express by using non-verbal communication. One type of non-verbal communication is the eye behavior. The way we look a person could actually mean something.

One of the things that I have learned during our retreat was that we could actually show love by just looking at a person. Now I know what the poem was really trying to tell. That Colin’s love was the most sincere among the others basing on how the writer said it. And that he also had respect for the lady because he did give a kiss just for the sake of giving it unlike the other guys.
We should always remember that we do not really need to do such big things just to impress a person because the person that we are trying to communicate could just get it through the way we look.

Behind my eyes.. (Required - Original Poem)

I wonder if you really see
The burden that is within me
Carrying it all this time
Can you see it all behind my eyes?

I wonder if you really know
What my eyes are trying to show
The feelings I have deep inside
Can you see it all behind my eyes?

I wonder if you really feel
The love I have for you is real
I’m afraid to show what it’s like
But can you see it all behind my eyes?

Loneliness

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Based on the book that I have read, I found out that a poem is fundamentally a thought or a feeling expressed in rhythmic and colorful language. It can actually be about anything. It can be about a plant or about a pet. It can also be about love, hatred, loyalty and other things.

Giving your own reaction to a poem is not that easy but following certain guidelines in understanding poems could be of great help just like rephrasing the poem into your own words. Ironically, given these guidelines to help me interpret the poem above did not help at all. Being asked to interpret and react to this poem is absolutely that hard. I really had no idea on how to interpret it and even rephrasing it using my own words. One of the many possible factors is its structure. Another possible factor is that the poem contains only 22 characters. To be honest, this poem is the weirdest poem I have ever read in my entire life. It takes time to analyze and think what the poem is all about and what it is trying to tell us.

If we would just observe the poem carefully, we could see the word loneliness and the phrase a leaf falls after the first L in the word loneliness.

What do we mean by loneliness? It is actually the state of being unfrequented by man; deserted; and not having others near; being apart from fellows or companions; being sad from want of companionship or sympathy; characterized by sadness, desolation, or the feeling of emptiness.

I bet a lot have been experiencing loneliness. Indeed being lonely is not a joke and is it not even something to brag about. Being lonely makes you feel sad that it could even lead you to depression. Probably, being alone is one of the saddest and darkest days a person could ever experience.

By carefully analyzing the poem, it seems that the writer is trying to associate loneliness with the falling of a leaf. Yes, it could actually be related. When a leaf falls from a tree or a plant, it seems like it is leaving the tree. The tree now is left alone or empty. Thus, making it alone or making it experience loneliness.

The writer seems to be experiencing loneliness when he or she wrote this. Through this, the writer was able to express what he or she truly feels.

Indeed, it is not easy to be alone or to experience loneliness. It is hard to have no one and just being by yourself.

“Language has created the word loneliness to express the pain of being alone, and the word solitude to express the glory of being alone.”

-Paul Tillich (1886-1965)
German-born U.S. theologian and philosopher.

"Love: An Act of the Will, Not of the Heart"

As defined in the Merriam-Webster dictionary, love is the unselfish and benevolent concern for others. Almost everybody, if not all, know how to show love. We show this through our family, friends and lovers. But the question is, is love really an act of will or an act of the heart?

Before I give my point of view, let me give you first a definition of will and heart as well. Will is a power of controlling one’s own actions or emotions or a wish or desire after combined with determination. The heart is the whole personality, the emotional or moral as distinguished from the intellectual nature.

Learning these definitions from the dictionary, it is now time to analyze if it is really an act of will or an act of the heart.

Personally, I certainly believe in the statement “Love: An Act of the Will, Not of the Heart.” What made me say so? I could often associate will with our mind. Meaning, you use your brain in loving and you really think about it. When it is your will that you use, it simply means that it is your own decision and you are definitely aware of the actions that you are making. When you love someone using your will, it therefore means that you really love the person. It is because when you use your mind, it follows that you have analyzed and already thought about the effects of loving that person. When you also love a person using your will, it means that you love that you love that person whole-heartedly regardless of who the person is. Whether the person is good or bad, you will not cease loving that person.

When you use your heart above your mind, you easily get carried away with your emotions. The decisions that you make would depend on how you feel and not with what is the right thing to do. When you use your heart without thinking about it, it could even lead in making things complicated. So if you would only depend on your feelings, what kind of future lies ahead? When you use your heart, it is possible that you could love a person today and forget your feelings when you’ll find out the negative characteristics of that person.

Love is such a dangerous thing because it can actually lead us to many things. That is why we have to be very careful in whatever actions that we take. We always have to think twice and use our brain when it comes in loving a person. We have to remember that love is an act of the will and not of the heart.

How I Want to Be Remembered After I Leave High School

How do I want to be remembered after I leave high school? Honestly, I find this question very difficult to answer. It took me some time to really think, reflect and brainstorm in searching an answer to this very big question at hand.

During the times I brainstormed, I could not help it but imagine all the proud moments and the memorable achievements I had starting from my first year at UP high. I think this is mostly the basis of many people on how they want to be remembered. This is also mostly the basis of people remembering the person. Well, some of these so-called achievements I have were winning the declamation contest when I was in first year, being declared as the Best Newscaster and Best in Advertisement Delivery in our Public Speaking class, being proclaimed as Prom Queen during the JS Prom and being awarded as Best Actress during the Dramafest.

Honestly speaking, it feels good to be able to experience having those kinds of achievements; it makes you feel proud as a person. But as I deeply think about it, I realized that it is not how I want to be remembered at all. I do not want people to remember me based on what I was able to achieve. Besides, what I’ve got right now is just like a dot in a map compared to the achievements of others. It seems like those things were just nothing. I don’t even want to be remembered as the 5’7” lady who is pretty, kind-hearted, friendly, quiet, shy, bla-bla-bla…

I don’t want to be remembered based on my physical appearance or the achievements I have got. Instead, I want to be remembered based on how I was able to affect the lives of people based on my actions. With all these things in mind, I realized that I want to be remembered as a modest lady.

What do you mean by modest in the first place? As defined in the Encarta Dictionary Tools, being modest pertains to not having or expressing a high opinion of your own achievements or abilities. It could also mean not showy, elaborate, or pretentious.

The definition is very self-explanatory right? It simply means that we should not underestimate and overestimate ourselves especially our achievements or abiitites, we have to remain humble no matter what and that we still have to stick to our principles of right and wrong.

I am not saying that I am a perfect example of a modest person. But I could proudly say that I could qualify to be one. Why? I simply base it from my self-evaluation. I do this, most of the time. This is what I do to be able to assess if my actions were proper or improper.

I believe that modest people is also what we need today. We really lack people who are modest. People who could remain humble despite how far he or she was able to reach compared to others. Many people who had great achievements really brag about what they have done. Others even brag about their abilities and never cared to share it with other people at all. Yet it is still good to know that some managed to remain humble in spite of the achievements they have got.

I hope people, just like me would also want to be remembered this way, showing to the world that it is better to estimate oneself moderately and that we could enhance our charm by not being aware of it.

House of Peanuts (Research Article)

Have you ever heard of a house made of peanuts? It sounds so impossible right? Amazingly, a study was done to make this seemingly impossible idea become possible.

One of the many industries that we have right now is the construction industry. Part of this industry is the concrete hollow block making. A concrete hollow block is primarily made up of cement, water and sand. However, sand nowadays seems to be more expensive. In fact, a sack of sand is estimated to cost Php 50.00. To solve this dilemma, a cheaper substitute of sand in concrete hollow block was thought of. This is by using peanut pod ashes which could be obtained after burning the peanut pods.

Why peanut pod ashes? It is because it was found out that peanut pod ashes consists principally of sodium carbonate, potassium carbonate and silica. Based on studies, sand is mostly composed of quartz and quartz is mainly made up of silica which is responsible for the hardening of the concrete mixture. So, if peanut pod ashes contained silica, then it could possibly be a good substitute of sand in making a concrete hollow block.

Five kinds of concrete hollow blocks were made to be able to know if using peanut pod ashes as a partial sand substitute would be feasible. Each hollow block contained cement, water and different ratios of sand to peanut pod ashes. The compressive strengths for each hollow block were then acquired.

Based on the results obtained, the three different concrete hollow block samples had different compressive strengths. The other two concrete hollow block samples which had 25% sand and 75% peanut pod ashes and 0% sand and 100% peanut pod ashes were not formed. It was found out that the concrete hollow block which had 75% sand and 25% peanut pod ashes was the strongest sample having a compressive strength of 785 psi. It was actually stronger than the commercial hollow block.

Peanut pod ashes indeed may be a good substitute of sand in making concrete hollow blocks. It was found out that peanut pod ashes would occupy the spaces that sand cannot due to the sizes of its particles. However, the ratio of peanut pod ashes to sand should be controlled. The silica content of peanut pod ashes may not be that great to hold all the different particles of the mixture together.

With the help of science and technology, it is definitely possible to be seeing houses built from peanut pods.

Taking the lead..

One of the oral activities we had for our Public Speaking class was speech delivery. We were asked to do a read speech. We were assigned to an occasion and would then make a speech about it. The occasion assigned to me was a culminating activity for a youth congress in Cebu City. I had to assume a persona for this one. Here is a copy of the speech I made.


Fellow SK officials, ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon!

Today marks a significant milestone in this Youth Congress. Despite the vigorous efforts exerted in discussing the main purpose of leadership, at least at the end of the day we can say that our labor is not in vain. We can be proud that even at our young age, we can discuss issues that would enhance our leadership qualities and would make us effective as servants for the youth in our community. Let me congratulate you all for a job well done!

Leadership would always be leadership. Time does change. Technology continues moving forward. Culture varies from place to place. But the true principles of leadership are constant and will always remain constant. Leadership principles stand in the test of time. They cannot be questioned. They are irrefutable.

Leadership guru and author John Maxwell in his bestselling book entitled “The 21 Irrefutable Laws of Leadership” believes that Leaders may be born but leadership can be developed nonetheless.

Globally, as well as locally, there are a lot of people filling prominent roles who are not qualified at all. Without any doubt, there are numerous leadership positions in our country currently occupied by people who are just placed there by any unjustified means and reasons that they are leaders. Politics, particularly in our country, ironically explains the lack of reliable government leaders today.

And so, as we now completely understand the positive qualities of leadership like: self-confident but humble, decisive, creative and innovative, visionary, good-motivator, independent, has a good sense of humor and so on, we are now challenged to develop these as we serve our constituents. Let us be constantly reminded that we are elected in this position, as SK officials in our respective barangays for a noble cause. I hope that these words would stick into our minds. We are here because our people trust us. We are here to serve the youth of our barangay. We are here to lead by example.

Giving up our responsibility in exchange of our personal interests is just like betraying the trust of the people, frustrating the ideas or perception of our youth today.

I challenge you to pursuit your high-minded or worthy goals for the prosperity and success of our youth. If we will not do the right way of modeling them to be good leaders, if we would not take the lead, who would do it for them?

Thank you and good day!

poverty

Poverty - the state of not having enough money to take care of basic needs such as food, clothing, and housing.

–Encarta Dictionary Tools

We cannot deny the fact that poverty is one of the major dilemmas our country is facing right now. Probably, this is one of the reasons why we find it difficult to improve as a nation.

There are actually a lot of reasons why poverty continues to be a major problem particularly here in the Phillipines. Most of the people blame it all to the government. Majority says it is because of corruption. A number of people also say that the system of the collection of taxes is the problem. Others think that the dearth of job opportunities here in our country should be blamed. Some say that it is because of overpopulation.

Whatever the reason is, it should not be our focus. Keeping on attacking the actions of the government and blaming it all to them would not help solve this big dilemma that we have. It could even worsen things.

It does not mean that because we are living in a country where poverty is present, we would not do something. We should not think that because we our lacking resources, we would not be successful anymore. Many among the successful people of our country today began from scratch. Henry Sy, to name one, came from a very poor family. He would even walk barefoot from his house just to go to school. But because of his hard work and determination, he was able to put up several establishments. One of these is the very famous Shoe Mart (or SM as what we call it) that has many branches all over the Philippines. In fact, Henry Sy is one of the top three billionaires of our country today.

During our Philippine history days, we have learned that Andres Bonifacio grew up in a poor family. He lost his parents at an early age. He stood as the parents of his younger siblings. Despite the bitter events that occurred in his life, he did not allow it to destroy his life. Instead, he looked for ways to survive and continued on with his life. He sold canes and fans to earn a living. He did self-studying by reading books.

How about us? Are we just going to sit down and wait for a blessing from heaven? We should also do our part. What can we do to help solve this problem? If we would only have a lot of Henry Sys and Andres Bonifacios here in our country, then no doubt we could surely get out of this mess. We should fight against poverty. We should not make poverty a hindrance to success.

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Two days onboard..

Last February 10 and 11, I have been privileged to join the Inside Out Program of the MV Doulos. It is actually a program designed for students who would wish to volunteer onboard for two days. Here, we had the opportunity to experience the work and ministry onboard the Doulos.

To those who do not know about MV Doulos, it is a ship built in 1914 making it two years younger than the Titanic. Doulos is the World’s Largest Floating Book Fair, carrying 6,000 titles of quality literature across the oceans to reach different parts of the globe. 350 volunteers from 50 countries work together and live onboard. They are actually not being paid for their service, which is why they are called volunteers. They just get support from people back home. Since 1977, Doulos has visited more than 100 countries, welcoming over 19 million visitors onboard.

So what did we did we do inside the ship?

The first thing we did was orientation. We oriented by some of the crew of the Doulos. There were actually four of them, Kaylee who was from the United States, Felipe who was from Brazil, Shibu who was from India and Monica who was from South Africa. Meeting new people from different countries was so amazing. They introduced themselves to us and gave us their testimonies. After awhile, Gareth Bolton, also a volunteer in the ship shared us about God’s word and the ministry of Christ here on earth. I surely did learn a lot from him. Lunch was next. I could not wait to see what their food was like. All I knew was that they had Western food. So I lined up with the other volunteers for lunch. Their dining room is somehow similar to a cafeteria, we would just line up and get the food that we want. When I saw the food, there was no rice! I only saw bread. There was meat and cheese and fresh cuts of vegetables like cabbage, carrots and tomatoes. There were also apples and oranges.

After I got my food, I looked for a table together with the other volunteers. When I had my first bite of the bread, I did not know how to react. The bread was hard, very hard. I just continued eating and told myself to finish what was on my plate.

As soon as we finished lunch, we were guided to where we were assigned. I was assigned to the Book Exhibition so I was brought to the bookshop. At first, I was assigned near the entrance wherein I would count the people who would arrive telling them how to get to the bookshop. Next I was assigned to be the baggage. The one who puts the customers items inside the plastic. It was really fun. It was my first time to experience that kind of work. After that, we had a break. We again went to the dining room to have some bread and juice. The bread was better now. We had peanut butter and jam which were both delicious. I also loved the lemonade juice. After that, we went back to the room where we were oriented to have some discussions and to update each other.

Dinner was next. We had rice this time and we also had chicken. After dinner, we went home.

The next day, we joined the worship service onboard. It was a new experience for me. There are actually a few families who are living in the ship. After church, we had the opportunity to visit the cabin of the Parker’s. Only the wife was able to entertain us because her husband was busy at the Book Ex and her daughter was also doing something. She served us chocolate cake, pretzels, dried mangoes and juice. We asked her questions about the ministry and their stay on the ship.

Lunch was next. There was cake for dessert and it was delicious.

In the afternoon, we had training for drama. I was completely surprised because they did not tell us about it. We were able to learn two dramas. We then went to the keyside where the people were lining up for the entrance. There we entertained the people. The dramas that we learned just a few hours ago were performed there. We also served water to the people for free because it was so hot. After that, we were then called to go back to the room. We had some discussions and reflections and we shared the lessons that we learned during that afternoon. After that, we went down to have our last meal together. After dinner, we exchanged numbers and email addresses and bade goodbye.

My Doulos experience is one of the things that I would always cherish in my life. A lot of wonderful things happened during my two days onboard.

It hurts you know..

People have the freedom to love, to choose who we give our hearts to. But what’s the use of this freedom if the person you love also has the freedom not to love you back? (From a text message)

This has always been a common situation. We could always witness this in telenovelas, movies and radio dramas. Usually, the situation is that the female protagonist loves someone who doesn’t love her yet another male loves her but she doesn’t love that male back. We could even witness this happening to our friends and even find ourselves also experiencing this one.

I would always remember a text message from a friend saying “There are two dilemmas that rattle the human skull: how do you get rid of someone who won’t go and how do you hang on to someone who won’t stay.”

This made me reflect a bit. Why do things have to be this way? Why the person we like usually does doesn’t like us back and the person who likes us is someone whom we don’t have feelings for. It seems like a cycle - we like someone who doesn’t like us and someone who likes is not the one we like.

This kind of problem is not a stranger anymore. It has always been around that others are used to the pain it gives already.

Getting rid of someone who doesn’t bother to leave is really a big dilemma. It is indeed brain-damaging of thinking ways on how to let that person go. Sometimes, we just wish we could just shout straight to the person’s face and say “evaporate!” but that just doesn’t seem to be a good idea at all. Oftentimes, we would ignore this person trying to let the person feel that we really do not feel the same way. It is hard because you try as best as you can not to hurt the person. But no matter what you do, that person doesn’t really bother to leave at all. It is so difficult when you are in this kind of situation because you have to be very careful with whatever actions you make especially that this might set the person’s hopes high.

Hanging on to someone who won’t stay is also a very difficult situation. It really pains a lot to know that a person you have learned to love doesn’t love you back. We surely do know a lot of friends experiencing this kind of dilemma and I surely do have lot of friends who experience this one. It is so painful seeing people cry wishing that the person they like would also learn to like them back. But this seems to be impossible for some when the person they like already has someone. We would oftentimes say that that person is numb or “manhid” for not being able to notice what we feel.
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It has always been like that. Life sometimes, seems to be unfair. Not everyone becomes happy. A lot get hurt. And it is oftentimes because of one reason – LOVE.

An unexpected announcement..

Weeks before the prom, we were already very busy practicing for it. We had practices in the afternoon under the supervision of Ms. Avergonzado and Ms. Empleo, sometimes Mdm. Gallo would also help supervise. Oftentimes, I feel lazy regarding the practices and thought that it was just a waste of time because I wasn’t that pretty much excited about the big event. But still we had to if not perfect it, make it almost perfect so that everything will run on smoothly on the big day.

During our practices, the teachers would make it a point that we will be able to finish practicing the whole thing. That is why sometimes, we would go home late. Our practice always starts with the Presentation of Seniors and Their Escorts. This is the time wherein we would walk on stage, then down the aisle with our pair. We had to smile and project while doing this. Next was the Invocation wherein we would just practice how Sheena, the one who would lead the prayer, would go up the stage. Next was the Welcome Address. We were told that we have to clap our hands every after speeches and presentations. So we also did that during practices. For the Junior’s Tribute, they would just practice going up the stage as well as their Prophecies and the Senior’s Legacies. They would not show it during practices of course. The Turnover Rites, Acceptance Speech, Giving of Tokens and Candle-Lighting Rite were all practiced also. The next thing to be practiced was the Proclamation and Coronation of the Royal Court. So that students would have an idea what to do if they will be nominated, Ms. Avergonzado would just call any name for practice. Unfortunately, my name was called for that practice. I could not do anything except to go up the stage. I was just calm and waited for the proclamation of the Prom Queen. My mood completely changed when I heard my name. I did not understand what I felt. I was mad and a bit shy, I had mixed emotions. After that practice, I became hot-tempered and I am pretty sure a lot noticed it. I know it was so stupid for me to act that way but I just couldn’t help it.

The day before the prom, we had our last practice at the venue. We practiced the same thing. But this time, we included practicing the fellowship song. Soon the proclamation and coronation of the royal court was next again. I was so nervous and I prayed that my name would not be called. I felt so unfortunate because my name was called again. And for the second time around, I was again proclaimed as the prom queen. The same thing happened. I began to become hot-tempered again but I was trying to calm myself. What triggered my temper was the royal dance. I’m sure many would wonder why I acted that way. The reason for that is too personal to tell. I was totally mad that time and I am pretty sure that people thought of me as “maldita”. But I don’t care, it was what I felt. That was one of the reasons why I did not have hopes of becoming the prom queen.

So it was already the big day. When the program started, everything went on fine. Finally, the proclamation and coronation of the royal court was next again. I was surprised when my name was called the third time around. Of course the thought that I was nominated flattered me but I was a bit nervous because it was my first time and I really had no idea what to do. During the proclamation of the Prom King, I kept on talking with the other Senior boys, who were also nominated, to be my partner in the dance. The proclamation for the Prom Queen was next; I just waited the emcee for the proclamation. I was completely shocked when I heard my name. I did not expect it. I was confused on what to do. When Dr. Ereno gave me the bouquet of flowers, I didn’t know how to hold it.

It was a fun night despite of the very few not so good things that happened. It was a night full of surprises, a night full of unexpected things.

computer games

Internet cafes are sprouting everywhere. Wherever you go, you could always see them around. In fact, it has already been considered as a large source of profit for businessmen nowadays and indeed, it has always been flocked by many customers which also keep the person in-charge very busy. We could often see them in the malls, near our houses, on the streets or even beside the school.

A lot of internet cafes are just located a few meters away from the school. Probably, it is purposely done to attract many customers especially students. Truly, these internet cafes have never lacked customers. Indeed, it is a great help especially to those who do not have computers at home and internet as well. I can say that it is absolutely beneficial but somehow, we cannot deny the fact that it also brought negative effects especially to students.

Internet cafes gave a problem to its neighboring schools. This is because some of the students, if not all, flock in internet cafes beside the school before classes in the morning, after classes in the afternoon and during lunch breaks. In fact, students use their money for p.c. rentals instead of spending it for their snacks and lunch. The money allotted for other payables in school are even being spent just for these. This is also one of the reasons for their tardiness. Instead of using their free time for studying or doing some schoolwork, they just spend their time by playing those cyber games.

I really have nothing against these people and the games that they play. I think there is nothing wrong with it. If it is their joy and their outlet as well, then I can do nothing about it as long as they would not make it a habit. My concerned is that the money spent just for this, the time that could have been used for more important things and the energy wasted just for hours of sitting down and facing the monitor. I mean, there is more to life than playing those games. They could have actually maximized their time by doing other things aside from it. I pity the parents of these children who have been working hard to provide the needs of their child. I believe that students nowadays should know how to value money especially on our country’s situation right now where we are currently undergoing financial instabilities.

I cannot really blame those people especially the students who are continually being addicted to this computer games played in the internet cafes. I know it is very hard to let go of something you are so attached to or to something you have really loved doing, but you need to put in mind that you have to be very careful before it brings great distractions especially to your studies. You will never know. Maybe you will just regret about it when you cannot do anything about it anymore. You have to make some moves before it becomes too late.

On being taught by students...

With my four years stay in the University of the Philippines High School, a year would never be complete without the KNOW YOUR SCHOOL DAY or the KYSD. It is actually a three-day program wherein the students would substitute the teachers, faculty and staff in their own respective jobs. This is to give honor to the teachers and give them a break I guess. This is actually similar to the Teacher’s Day in other schools.

This activity has always been something the students, faculty and staff look forward to. It is probably because it gives us excitement seeing our classmates do the teaching for us. It is also fun to see them being the PED chair, principal, assistant principal, guidance counselor, etc.

Every year, I have always experienced on being taught by students and I have actually never tried teaching in my four years stay. Anyway, being taught by students or my classmates has always been a fun experience for me. It is because it is here where you can see the capabilities of your classmates when it comes to the subject matter. You also get to pay attention because the person in front is someone new. It is also cute to see them teach. I really admire those who apply for difficult subjects such as Mathematics and Science. I think it is a brave action for them to do it. I also admire those who apply for other subjects since it would be an added responsibility for them. Even if our classmates were the ones who taught us on other subjects, I surely did learn something from them. I really appreciate those who explained the lessons well for us and really made sure that we understood the lessons very well. However, it hurts to know that some students apply for a certain position just for the sake of grades. I mean, even if they really are not capable for the position, they still get accepted (ang uban ra ha). Sometimes, it is obvious that they do not know what to do and what they are doing is not from the heart. They just create confusion to students who do not really understand the lesson and make them not understand all the more. I believe they should exert extra effort in making the students understand since they applied for it.

The KYSD this year was indeed a success. The students who participated enjoyed. I believe the faculty and staff enjoyed as well. There are a lot of fond memories when it comes to the KYSD and I hope that these memories will last forever and the next KYSDs to come.

Something fulfilling..

Last Friday, the CWTS Officers and Cadets went to Gasa sa Gugma together with our three teachers. Gasa sa Gugma is actually a home for dying destitutes, meaning they provide for the needs of those who needed help. The charity was focused mainly on caring for old people though.

I have never been the type of person who is actively involved with this charity thing so the experience was pretty much exciting. I have been to an orphanage once but this was going to be different because it was going to be the old people that we are going to visit.

We left the school a few minutes after 2 o’clock in the afternoon. A kaoshiong bus transported us to the place. Riding on the bus with the batch has always been fun for me. It is because it is the extension of our bonding. Just a few minutes after, we arrived at the place. It was so silent. I was thinking that I could not survive in that place because it seemed like you are locked up and there is no way out. We still had to wait for instructions from the in-charge who was still talking to some other girls. After waiting, the in-charge told us that they will be having a mass at 3 o’clock. So we decided to meet our “lolos” and “lolas” and accompany them to the chapel.

Meeting them made me feel emotional and others as well. I did not know what to do at first because I was surprised with their situations. Others could not walk already, several even did not care to smile and still some were still filled with hope and joy. I did not want to be emotionally attached to them that is why I just moved from one person to another. Listening to their stories made me teary-eyed. I pity them hearing their stories and their experiences in life. There was this old man who kept on sharing about his wives, children and grandchildren. He also kept on sharing to us about family values. A lot of his stories were confusing though but it made me realized the mistakes I have done in the past. It made me realized the shortcomings I have committed to my grandmother. It reminded me to love her even more because she is still my grandmother whatever happens. There was also this old lady who was so jolly and optimistic despite of the things that are happening around her. I really admire her because of her positive outlook in life. I was really surprised seeing to girls in a crib with problems on their brain. I smiled at them to tell them I was glad to see them, it was so fulfilling to see the other girl smile back. I continued on listening to other stories of the people there.

It was already time to leave because they will be having their dinner already. Dinner will actually be served at 4 o’clock. We were not able to present the presentations we prepared for them because of lack of time. We did not want to destroy their schedule. Even if we were not able to do all the things that we have planned for, it is already enough for me that at least we were able to put smiles on their faces.

a once in a blue moon experience..

Last Saturday, February 3, 2007, my family was invited to have lunch at Mariott hotel’s buffet restaurant. A good friend of my parents who greatly helped in the soliciting money for my dad’s kidney transplant was the one who invited us. He is from Manila and he is just flying just for the invitation. His wife was also there as well as the boss of my parents. The purpose of that occasion was to celebrate the one year anniversary of my dad’s kidney transplant.

It was kind of embarrassing because the one who invited us arrived earlier. We arrived a little bit late since we still have to accommodate some guests at home. But anyway, stepping unto the halls of Marriott hotel was pretty exciting. It was not my first time to be there but it was only my second time to have a meal there and I cannot even recall when that time was. Before proceeding to the restaurant, my mom, my sister and I went to the comfort room first. When we went out, we then saw the friend of my parents, tito Sonny. He led us to the buffet restaurant and introduced us to his wife, tita Wendy, who was already sitting at the table. I was happy because they were so kind. I was surprised because Tita Wendy said “Andyan si Edu”. I wasn’t that excited at all with what she said because I am really not an Edu Manzano fan but you know, but it is our instinct I guess to become curious whenever a celebrity is around. So I looked at the buffet table and was amazed, shocked, surprised, awed and whatever you call it because it was not Edu that I saw, it was Luis Manzano! OMG, Luis Manzano, one of my crushes in the world of showbiz! I didn’t know what to do. I could not concentrate. My eyes were focused on him. I did not even pay attention to what the people around me were talking about. All I cared for that moment was just to be able to stare at Luis.

So it was already our time to eat. We stood up to get our food since it was a buffet. At first I did not know what to get because there were really a lot of choices when it comes to food. I was so confused, from viands, breads, ice cream, cakes, vegetables, cheese, Japanese food and others. I have to admit I was a bit ignorant on how to get my food but I did not show it so that I would not get embarrassed. So I was standing near the table where the viands were. Amazingly, Luis was also getting something there. Surprisingly, my dad approached him and said “Hi Luis, my children are big fans of you.” He politely said, “Thank you!” That was our closest distance. He was just like a meter away. I did not waste any time, I really stared at him. He was so handsome! He was so tall, taller than my dad I guess and his skin is very fair. He looks big on television but he doesn’t seem to be that big in person, his body shape is good though. My mom, a fan of Luis also greeted him and said, “Hi Luis!” He answered, “Good afternoon. I’m sorry I just woke up.” He was a bit shy, that was what’s in my mind or maybe he was just tired. It was obvious that he just woke up because of his eyes and it seemed that he didn’t take a bath yet but nevertheless he still looked very hot. When he went back to his table, I continued on choosing what food to get. I went back to my table and started eating. The food was palatable. It was one of a kind. Before we finished eating, I then saw Luis heading to his hotel room. It was a bit disappointing to see him leave so fast. But it was okay, it was fun seeing him though.

We stayed at Marriott for about two hours. We just ate the whole time and I really ate a lot that time. We also had some chit-chats.

That afternoon was really special. It was one of the most unforgettable experiences in my entire life, having lunch at Marriott and meeting a famous celebrity, a once in a blue moon experience I believe.

I stand 5'7"..who cares?

Being blessed with a height of 5’7” at only sixteen years old makes me feel an alien in my own country. Filipino people are known for being short, not for being tall so living in an environment wherein height seems to be a big deal is quite a struggle for me. I am pretty sure several could relate with me.

My dad is 5’10” tall and my mom stands 5’8”. This is probably the reason why I am this tall. I believe I am insanely tall for my age and it is in our genes I guess, especially on the side of my mom. From the first day I was born up to this day, I have always been the tallest person, if not, the tallest girl in any groups I have been to. That is why I feel awkward sometimes whenever I’m with my friends because people would stare at me and start commenting about my height. When I go out of the house, take a jeepney, go to school, go shopping at malls, attend church or even at family gatherings, people had always something to say regarding my height. People would even often think that I am already eighteen above because of my height. I believe this is one of the reasons for my insecurities and for my being conscious all the time. My friends had the same height, and being with them would just make me feel different from them (simang bah!). This I think is also the reason why I would walk alone or would just prefer not to be accompanied by anybody because it would make me feel conscious all the more.

Honestly, I really get pissed off when people ask me, “Gayle, why are you so tall?” (“ngano taas man ka?”) Like duh, is it something to be asked about? Well, God made me this way, that is the answer I guess. I also get annoyed when people tell me “You are so tall!” (“taasa jud nimu ui!”) It is maybe because I hear it all the time so hearing it over and over again would lead irritation to my eardrum. But I have been used to it already and have already accepted that I would not be able to escape from it until I day.

But you know what, I did not let those comments from other people made me insecure all the more. I did not allow it to stick in my mind. I did not let it destroy my self-esteem. I just kept on telling myself that I am unique because not everyone could have this height. Others would even tell me that they are jealous of my height. Hearing these words from other people actually helps me. Even if I feel awkward with my height, I never slouched just to look shorter. I never let my insecurities intervene me. I still walk with confidence and grace showing people that I do not care with what they say. So what if stand 5’7” at sixteen right?

Torn between two courses

Choosing a course for college is one of the most difficult decisions a graduating high school student has to make. It is crucial I believe, because it is where a person’s future holds. We make our own future, so we have to choose what we think is best for us.

It was January 21, 2007, a Monday when I found out that I fortunately passed the University of the Philippines College Admission Test (thank God!). I was very glad because it has always been a dream for me to be in a university that is known for a high quality of education. But despite the gladness and happiness that I felt, something was disturbing me.

Yes, I passed the admission test but unfortunately did not qualify for the course that I applied for which is Mass Communication, my first choice. I qualified for Business Management instead which happened to be my second choice. Because of that, I started to think and imagine what benefits Business Management could give me. I found myself asking my dad what it was all about. I began inquiring what job opportunities would it give me after I graduate. Honestly, I was not that serious when I chose it as my second choice. So I tried as best as I could to love Business Management. Making myself think that is a better course than Mass Comm. and that it is God’s will. But no matter what I do, I cannot stop myself from doubting to take the course or not.

So for the past week, I have been asking advices from my parents, friends, classmates, schoolmates and other people regarding my burden. Some told me that it was not a problem at all because I could always shift. The problem is I want to finish my studies in just four years. I do not want to waste any more time. Several advised me to write a letter of intent to the college secretary and ask if I could take up Mass Comm. if there are still available slots. I was glad because I thought I had no chance anymore to take up what I like. I could not also take up the same course in another school because my parents cannot afford to pay very high tuition fees.

I was already pretty sure that I will be writing a letter of intent. But something made me confuse again. Our Guidance Counselor met us regarding the UPCAT results. She mentioned that it is better to take up the course where you qualified. It really made me feel bad because I knew that taking up Mass Comm. has been a dream for me. I love memorizing scripts and delivering it in front of many people, I love declaiming and reciting poems, I love voice acting and involving in choral interpretations as well. I know Mass Comm. is more than that. I know that it also involves my writing skills as well. Even if I am not quite good at that, I am very much willing to learn more about it and develop it as well. I am also very willing to learn more things about it.

I thought Mass Communication was for me. But with these things happening, I really doubt. I am still very confused right now. I do not know what course to choose. I am really torn between two courses. Help!

Prom 05-06

The JS Prom is fast approaching. Days are already counted for the big night. This led me in reminiscing the prom that had happened the past year.

A Junior-Senior Promenade is made not only for bequeathal of legacies but made also to strengthen the bonds of the Juniors and the Seniors. Tying threads of friendship, as what they call it.

As early as June of 2005, several students were already excited for the upcoming prom. Homerooms had sinking funds to be able to pay little by little the dues needed for prom. Many, especially the girls, were already looking and planning for the designs of their gowns. Some were already thinking who will their last dance be. For every Junior and Senior, it was a big event that was something to look forward to, hoping everything would be fine.

Intramurals came and fights and quarrels started again between the Juniors and Seniors. During our sophomore days, our batch actually also had misunderstandings with their batch at the same event. It was the reason that made me think everything would not be fine then. But no one knows what’s going to happen in the future. We just have to wait and see.

Finally February 17, 2006 was already the big event. Everyone was very busy and excited. A lot of preparations were made. I did not know what to expect that night.

As I entered the magnificent halls of the Waterfront hotel, I had a feeling, a feeling that everything would be fine. I was awed seeing my classmates and schoolmates in their attires. The girls looked gorgeous and the boys looked elegant. It seemed like everyone had a makeover that day.

So the program started and we were all excited and nervous at the same time. Wearing our beautiful attires, we promenaded down the aisle together with our partners. The delicious meal followed. The food was really awesome. I was full. Everybody enjoyed the meal. The tribute for the seniors followed. It came out to be a good one. Our prophecy was next. I really had fun and I hope the seniors liked it. The legacy of the seniors followed. I think it was amazing, very well prepared. Their presentation and concept were excellent. Their actions went well with the music. The proclamation of the Junior Prince and Princess, Senior Prince and Princess and Prom King and Queen was next in line. The winners as well as the nominees all deserve to win.

The most awaited part by almost everybody was the disco. It was a time wherein everybody would rush into the dance floor and dance all night. Many went to the dance floor. I think this part was a lot of fun and very meaningful. It was not only because of the “kilig” scene from the love teams in the class or the boyfriends and girlfriends dance nor the funny moments on the dance floor but the thought of the Juniors and Seniors bonding with each other. It was during this time where everyone did not think of what had happened in the past. Everyone jived, jammed and bonded which is the most important thing.

It was then I realized everything was fine and that the Promenade was indeed tied threads of friendship.

The upcoming prom would be on February 9, a few days from now. I am hoping that friendships will be made on that night like what happened the past year.

The problem with men and women..

The problem with men is that…

They are mostly immature, they tend to be childish at times. They may be insensitive at times and do not care about a woman’s feeling. They always tend to look at the outward appearance most of the time without even knowing that the inside is what’s more important. They love to play around and think that everything is just a game. They do not take things seriously.

They love to annoy and irritate girls; even if they like the girl. They do not show what they truly feel. They stop themselves from crying thinking that it would make them less a man. Sometimes they really fight to prove that they are a man. They mostly get into trouble.

They are very good in flattering women. They teach girls how to be happy and how to love and teach them how to be hurt as well but they would never teach girls how to forget them. They make girls fall in love even more when they are trying to let go. They could easily tell a lie. They do not fulfill their promises.

They are very prideful. They are lazy at times. They are very dependent. They treat their girlfriends as servants sometimes. Some do not mind if they were not able to take a bath (eww). They love green jokes. They are full of lustful thoughts. They are so rough. They easily get tempted. Some abuse women physically. They take things for granted. They are so mean at times.

The problem with women is that…

They are easily carried away with their emotions. They tend to be very emotional and sometimes their decisions would depend on what they feel. They maybe fickle minded, their decisions would always be prior to change. They are very sensitive. They are also jealous at times and tend to be insecure over other girls. They easily believe in the flattering words of guys. They are martyr. They could not tell the guys straight to their faces what they truly feel. They keep their feelings to themselves. They give their all. They are very hopeful. They are very willing to sacrifice. They could be very possessive. Some are easily discouraged.

They are very conscious with how they look. They take so much time in taking a bath and in dressing up. They are mostly vain.

They quarrel the guys for no reason at all. They hurt the guys (maybe physically, hehe) for no reason still.

Sometimes they value the wealth of the guy more than the love he gives. They are very difficult to understand. They make things hard for guys sometimes. They fight all because of the same guy. Some are really good in gossiping. They could be plastic.

Mr. Right Guy..

He is a God-fearing person. He even has several church involvements. He has a heart for the needy and finds ways to give them aid.

He has the “boy-next-door” look which I really like. He is 5 foot and 10 inch or more, you will surely get awed with his height. His hair color is black and can style his hair in different ways. His chinky eyes reminds me of the Koreanovela stars which I watch everyday. His nose is pretty much in perfect shape. His cheeks are okay. His dimple is so cute and he really looks good even more. His lips are pouty, like those of a model. He can even be a toothpaste endorser because of his nice teeth. He is not that fair-skinned, “moreno” as what others call him.

He is a person who is athletic; it is quite obvious in his body shape. He is even involved in the school’s basketball team since he was in sixth grade. Playing volleyball is also one of his likes as well as playing softball without committing any strikes. He works out in the gym whenever he has free time.

He is not your ordinary guy from down the street. With his singing voice plus guitar skills, you will definitely be amazed that you cannot even breathe. He has even composed songs and had it sang in front of me, songs that you will surely love singing along with.

Not only that he has the looks, the skill and the talent too, he does excel in academic activities as well. We belong to the same class and he sits right in front of me. He is very intelligent and smart, he even tutors me. He is even part of the honor’s list and he actively participates in other extra-curricular activities as well.

He is responsible and he knows his priorities in life. He is disciplined which I really like. He is honest and tells me everything. He tells me what he feels without any hesitations. He is respectful and treats me with proper care, you will see he has sincere intentions. He is trustworthy and your secrets to this guy you can always share. He is kind-hearted and understanding especially when I am in despair. He cracks funny jokes just to make me laugh, a proof of his being thoughtful. He is affectionate and sweet. He loves to always give me a treat.

He is a perfect gentleman. He helps me carry my books and other things. He opens the door for me and lets me in first. He even pulls my chair where I can sit upon. He always makes sure I always arrive home safe.

He is the one who holds me when I start to cry. He does not know he could make me smile with just his eyes. We share our hopes, dreams and fears. And when I cry, he is the one who wipes away all my tears. I really love him without regret; I just have not found him yet.

My dad's 1st birthday...

Today marks the first birthday of my dad. One year ago today, God gave my dad another lease of life through a kidney transplant.

It was on the last week of June 2002 when my parents visited a Family Med Practitioner to get some laboratory tests because my dad’s elbows and ankles were swelling. The laboratory tests revealed that his creatinine was very high, an indication that his kidneys were not functioning well. Because of this, they immediately proceeded to a kidney specialist who requested for more laboratory tests which proved that the earlier findings were right. He gave my dad five medicines a day with weekly laboratory tests and doctor’s consultation. The doctor told them that my dad’s right kidney is shrinking and the left one is starting to deteriorate also. This increased our financial difficulties.

Few weeks passed and the doctor didn’t mention of my dad’s need of a dialysis nor transplant even though my parents kept on asking him. This led them to look for a second opinion by the third week of August. The second doctor requested for some more lab tests, x-rays, as well as ultrasound which all revealed the same diagnosis but to a greater degree – this time the doctor well explained everything to my parents which put them on a stage of shock. The doctor told them that my dad’s right kidney shrank and is only 3% in function while the left one is shrinking also with only about 12% functioning. A kidney transplant is recommended as soon as possible and transplant needs to be done in Manila only with my dad’s brothers as the best possible kidney donors. He will now be in ten medicines ranging from a small tablet to a large capsule. Some 2 to 3 times a day in dozes of half a tablet to 6 pieces of one kind each time. He also has to do weekly lab tests and check-ups with the doctor.

It was so hard to bear the pain of the earlier diagnosis and prognosis but harder to break the news to the home members. Despite that, through sobs and lots of tears, my mom explained bravely everything and asked that we pray every night for my dad’s healing especially as the doctor prescribed a dialysis operation soon for my dad to be ready for dialysis any moment. Everyone in our living room cried that night.

That time, my dad’s medicines are costing about Php 600.00 per day excluding the three times a week injections, lab tests and doctor’s consultation which is sometimes two times a week. But through it all God is making sure that no single medicine is lacking everyday. We are continuously awed at seeing God provide the needed medications and hospitalizations, one day at a time.

First week of September, my parents went to Quezon City National Kidney Transplant and Institute for a possible enlistment of a cadaver donor under the Social Services Department (Charity). They were told that a cadaver donor takes years for the patient to wait so they canceled out the possibility.

Arriving at NKTI by the first week of October for the transplant preparations, they were told to prepare Php 100, 000.00 as deposit money to begin with the patient and donor work up.

Being a patient at NKTI under the S.S. Department was challenging. They needed to line up among many at the Registration counter of OPD before 8:00 A.M. You are fortunate if you get enlisted by 9:00 A.M. The doctor’s clinics for S.S. patients are not open till 1:00 P.M. and sometimes doctors come in as late as 3:00 P.M.

After one year of going back and forth to NKTI, all possible donors including my mom were rejected. Thus, the doctor decided to start with dialysis treatments three times a week.

After two years of dialysis treatment, suddenly through my dad’s doctor a donor came who was a perfect match. January 28, 2006, my dad received one kidney donated by a man whose life was taken brutally for an unknown reason after a few months. We were all saddened by the news considering that he gave life to my dad gracefully.

We are thanking God that one year ago today; He gave my dad another lease of life.

One thrilling afternoon..

It was 12:45 in the afternoon of today when I got a text message from Euvic informing me the requirements needed for the NCAE. After stating the requirements, he told me that the results for the UPCAT can already be seen online. Toog-doog-toog-doog, my heart started to beat so fast. I can feel the butterflies in my stomach that moment.

So many questions were running on my mind that time. Did I pass? In what course did I pass? In what campus have I been qualified? Did my cousin pass? Did my classmates pass as well? For more than five months now I have been waiting for the results. Finally I can already answer the questions I have in my mind.

I did not waste any time. I immediately told my brother who was using the computer to connect me to the internet and search for the UPCAT results. Without any questions, my brother obeyed me and immediately connected me to the internet. Finally, I was already connected to the internet. I then typed “UPCAT results 2007”. I clicked the first result that showed but it stated “page cannot be found”. I tried and tried clicking the other results but still nothing appeared. Probably it was because of the internet connection. Fortunately, I have found the site already. I hurriedly typed my name. But again, because of the some internet problems I guess, it took me so long to wait for the results. Out of impatience, I disconnected the internet connection. I was thinking that I will still be able to know if I passed or not even if I have not seen the site. But still, I cannot help but think about the results. I needed to know the results. So I decided to call my mom who was in the office. I asked her if she could do the searching for me. She said she could do it only after her class. So I was even nervous more. I then informed my cousin who is living in Bulacan and who also took the UPCAT that results can already be seen. I also asked my close friend Gabby if she passed. She told me that she is still searching and that waiting for the results is taking a lot of time. She also told me that she will look for my name after she will see hers. We kept on updating each other. She would call me and I would call her also.

For an hour of waiting for the results, I fell asleep. I then woke up because of Gabby’s call. She told me that it was still loading and that she will just call me again. After that call, my cousin sent me a text message telling me that I passed the UPCAT. I did not know how to react then but I shouted. I tried not to believe first so that I would not be disappointed in case I did not pass but asked her if she was sure and in what way did she know. She told me she searched in the internet and that I passed at UP Cebu with the course BS Business Management. I was so happy and shouted for joy. I then called Gabby and informed her about the news. She congratulated me.

My dad was so happy. I called my mom and informed her. The people in the house were all happy for me. But I was a bit disappointed because I was not able to pass my first choice, BA Mass Communication. Instead, I passed with my second choice, BS Business Management. But then I realized Business Management is a good course. Better than Mass Communication I guess. I could do nothing about it anymore. It is the will of God after all. Anyway what is important is that I passed and it is all because of the help of God.

the Freedom of Expression..

I have been a UP student or UPian for four years now. And I have always been proud about it. Being able to study in a prestigious university is an achievement for me. When I passed at the High School Admission Test at UP, I was very glad and excited as well.

There were actually different reactions from people we knew when they found out I will be studying at UP. Some said that I must be intelligent, knowing that the university offers a high quality of education. Others rejoiced with us because we need not have to pay tuition fees. But then a few said that I might become rebellious and join other UP students rallying on the streets like what we see now.

Students from the University of the Philippines are known for being intelligent, outspoken and REBELLIOUS, yes rebellious. No matter how proud I am to be a UPian, I cannot help but become embarrassed at times. It is because of this rebellious thing. No matter what I do, I cannot hide the fact that UPians are known for this one. I mean it is so evident. We could frequently see them rallying on the streets, putting up posters and banners which attack the government and even having themselves being interviewed in the television. They are really exercising their freedom of speech or expression.

Most of the time, the subject of their attacks and protests is the government or the school management. They say that the government is corrupt and that the officials should be ousted from their positions. Recently, students from UP Diliman are protesting because of the 300% tuition fee increase. They also air out what they feel towards what is happening around us without being embarrassed on what other people will say. But honestly, I think there are instances wherein what they do should not be done although they also have points at times. Sometimes I question myself why do they keep on attacking the government. Why do they keep on protesting on the actions of the government?

The University of the Philippines is a state university, owned and funded by the government. Isn’t it ironic to see a state university stacking and protesting against the government? Is this what the government should get in return? No wonder why there are some politicians who would want to crash out the UP budget because of how the students are acting. I really have nothing against these people who do the attacking and it does not mean that I side the government too but I think they have to think twice if what they would want to protest about is worth protesting or is it just for publicity purposes or just to maintain their rebellious images. They keep on complaining on the corruption going on the government but have they thought of a way of thinking if corruption was also going on within themselves as well.

I believe that the freedom of speech is a gift that is supposed to be used in the right way.

Is it a vocation or just a fad?

Ask any fourth year graduating student on what course would he or she take for college and most of them would definitely answer – Nursing.

Let us admit it, Nursing has been one of the most enrolled courses here in the Philippines. It is because of its easy access in going abroad because of its high demand as well. People could easily earn dollars from it. Parents nowadays force their child to choose Nursing as a course thinking that it would surely be a solution to their financial problems. They are even willing to spend very high tuition fees just for the sake of taking up the course. Doctors even take up Nursing too just to go abroad.

I would be a hypocrite if I would say that I did not dream of becoming rich. I have always been, coming from a family whose parents just have a humble income. I have always been wanting to earn a big amount of money to help my parents with our needs. But if this would be my prime reason to take up the course, I will never do it.

I have always believed that happiness is not a matter of destiny but a matter of choice and that I would only be happy if I choose things that would make me happy. I think being a nurse is a job that requires one to really have a big heart to care for those who are sick. I am sad to say that I do not have that big heart. It is not that I do not care for the sick people but that I just cannot see myself doing it. Meaning, it is not what I want to do in life. It is not what I am imagining to do when I grow up. It is not my passion. It is not what makes me happy in short.

When I will become a nurse, I will be exposed to blood, wounds and those other kinds of stuff. I, personally freak out when I see these things. I just cannot stand touching it or even looking at it for a long time especially those things that I see on television when people are being brought to the emergency room. I also get to be exposed to various kinds of diseases since I will be working in a hospital. I just cannot imagine myself doing it.

Yes, I could get so many benefits when I choose the course. I would surely be able to get a big amount of money, provide the needs of my family and can easily go abroad as well. But in the end I would not be happy about it because it is not my choice.

I hope that the students who would be taking up Nursing will think twice if it is really what they want to do in life. It should be their passion. I pity those who are just forced by their parents to take it up. I wish you could do something about it. Always remember that happiness is always a matter of choice.

When can I finally graduate?

“The most difficult school is the school of hard knocks. One never graduates.” (McKenzie, E.C., 14,000 QUIPS & QUOTES)


In less than three months, I will be graduating from high school already. I will finally be enduring my fours years in high school with the help of God.

Being a student of UP High School is really not that easy. Not that I brag about it, but it is that tough I tell you, especially that we are under the Science Curriculum. You would surely be facing a lot of difficult experiences which would definitely test how strong you are. You have to adjust with your teachers, your classmates, your schoolmates, the school rules, the school itself and many more. The trials and hardships that I have undergone for the past years in my high school life are still fresh in my memory.

I still remember how I felt so frustrated when I was in first year high school because of our group’s investigatory project. Not that it was a failure but that I know we could have done better if we worked harder. I cannot forget how I felt so embarrassed when my Math teacher during my sophomore days asked me to solve a problem on the board and unfortunately I did not know the answer at all. It was so embarrassing that I wanted to cry in front of my teacher and my classmates. Good thing I was able to hold my tears. Also during second year high school, I could not forget the time when the cheer dancers, including me, went home at about 11:00 pm the night before the contest just to polish our steps and ended as the last placer in the contest proper. It was so tiring and disappointing at the same time. When I was in third year high school, my patience was really tested when the topics I submitted for my research proposal were always rejected. I was really about to give up that time. Right now, I am bombed with so many things to do in school – assignments, projects, home works, examinations plus a lot of things-to-do from my extracurricular activities. There are also so many activities lined up for us – Know Your School Day, JS Promenade, Science and Technology Week which would include our Research Defense, Family Day and many more.

Those were just a few of my experiences, hard experiences I guess. Those were actually the reasons why I am so excited to graduate. But then as I think about it, the hardships and difficult challenges will not end there at all. Yes, I will be graduating from high school but absolutely not from the school of hard knocks. That is, difficult or challenging experiences that are considered to be instructive. I believe the quotation above is truthful. No one graduates from it. But you know what, those hardships are the ones that enable me to keep on striving even harder to reach my dreams in life, to cross the other side of the rainbow. I believe there is always a reward for all the challenges you go through, there will always be a pot of gold waiting at the end of the rainbow. Besides, I am still young, I am still sixteen and I still have a long way to go. I just have to be strong and to trust in God to help me go through all these things.

Get to know me more

Hi! Let me start my first entry by sharing to you a little bit of myself.

My full name is Gayle Lorraine Asor Tallo. Gayle and Lorraine were actually characters from different novels my mom was reading when she was pregnant with me. Anyway, I am 16 years old and will turn 17 come September 24. I’m the eldest in the family and I have two younger siblings – a boy and a girl. My brother’s name is Aiden Bruce and is now 14 years old. My sister, Charisse will turn 13 this February 26. My father, Lowell, is a pastor and a teacher at the same time. My mother, Ruth, is a registrar and a teacher as well. Both of my parents are teaching in a Bible School.

I am presently a senior from the University of the Philippines High School in Cebu. I am actually planning to take up Mass Communications still at UP if ever I pass the UPCAT. Right now, I am occupied with a lot of schoolwork. But it is okay because God is my strength and I know that I can do all things with His help. Aside from academic activities, I am also involved with a few extracurricular activities in school that also requires my time. Currently, I am involved with the Netizens.Org and the Student Council. Despite of my busy schedule, I still make it a point to be involved with the ministries of our church. The ministries that I am involved are the Praise and Worship Ministry and the Youth Ministry which we call MYX (Molded Youth in Christ).

Introvert – this is the best word to describe myself. I am really a bashful person and I do not talk that much. I think I am not the ideal person you would want to be with especially in our first meeting. It is because I am really not used to do the talking first. But I believe I have to change this characteristic of mine if I would want to take up Mass Communications. But hey, once we start to know each other, I assure you everything will be fine. It is because I value and treasure my friends. Once you would mess up with my family and friends, you would mess up with me as well.

Most of the time, I do things on my own. I really do prefer working alone than working with a group. I believe that I am more productive with my work if I work alone. I do not know why, but I think I really am a loner. But I do socialize with other people. I am not that type who just sits on one side of the room and just zip my mouth the whole time. But I could be very silent the whole time though.

I am the kind of person who is very fond of daydreaming. I actually have a long list of my dreams. Though some of my dreams would sound impossible, I do not really care because it’s free to dream. And I am living to my dreams.

That is basically about me. It is not actually the complete details of my life but I hope you knew me better though.