Immature formation of mental objects

These are unfinished compositions I made few months ago. I never finished any of them. I tend to come up with a thought and just let it end with a vague conclusion or leave it with no ending at all. Bummer.

My safe refuge

    Aaah. Finally! Time to blog! For the past months, I've been occupied meeting deadlines and requirements for my acads and org duties. I barely had time to spend 10 minutes in front of the mirror (like I normally do) more so to blog. So, waddup? 

    For starters, I finally got in to Heraldo Filipino, the official publication in De La Salle University - Dasmarinas, as a Feature apprentice. Yay! Getting through the application exam and panel interview was never easy. I had to gather all my guts and pride to get going but by the time I finally got in, all the hard knocks paid off. I just had to leave my other org, Lifters, to balance my time well. It's my life-long dream to see my name on the byline of an article, and being a part of HF is one step ahead to reach that dream. Through the process of editing, I'm gradually learning of what to do and what not to do, and it really does help me improve as a writer. But I had a hard time balancing my time for my acad duties and for HF. My friend was right when she said "Iba talaga pag 3rd year!", I couldn't get that out of my mind because she repeatedly say that when we were 2nd year. And so the expected happened, iba nga talaga pag 3rd year. I thought what we did when we were 2nd year was way out of my league, I thought wrong, 3rd year was beyond intense! Thus, our bond as a block became more intense as well.

Shadow of the Wind shooting with Peechey

Last Scriptwriting class with Sir Rahyan

Rock of Ages

'Sulyap' taping

Camwhoring before Comm Theory class

Balite Falls for Feature Show

First Scriptwriting class

Cullar's residence for AVP shoot

Gawad Tala

First day of telecine shoot

Jojo's 18th

Yzonn showing off his perfectly straight hair :P

Honey's 18th

    Sleepless nights, sun-kissed skins, bad temper, laughter, endless convos, delightful meals, I share these moments with the most amazing people I know. Our block may have the least number of students compared to other blocks and we may be overlooked at some point but we have our ways in proving ourselves and showing off our potentials. Our patience and relationship as a block have tested through time and I'm saying "Yay!" with pride because we got through all of those trials and shortcomings with a smile with konting luha sa may tearducts. I'm proud of what my block has accomplished and what we have proved. And I'm proud that I'm part of COM33. I would take a bullet for you guys! I love you sagad to the bones! COM33! Matira matibay! Ye-ah! 

Triangular Disaster

Yesterday, as I was getting prepped for our radio drama production, my guy classmate came up to me and handed me piece of paper with my name on it and 4 triangles with different angles right next to my name. He told me to shade one of those triangles and left me with one reminder; that I am free to shade whichever triangle I want to shade. Before I leave a trace on one triangle, he repeatedly said "May freedom ka ha! Yung feel mo talaga." And so I was like, oooookaaaay? Ano naman? Triangle lang e. So I shaded the third triangle and right after he saw what I shaded, he said "SHET!!!! Wag ka mag-boboyfriend ha." That stunned me, what on earth did he meant about that? What's with that third triangle? Oh please. Stop psychoanalyzing me, Mister! He didn't told me the reason behind that triangle, instead he whispered something to my other guy classmate, and then left. What was thaaaat?!! You say such things and leave?! You're just like any other guys! Chos! So I asked my other guy classmate what did that psychopath told him, and he said that the guy whispered that I may be suicidal. SUICIDAL I say! Suicidal!!!! Am I? Will I be? That thought of me being a suicidal bothered the heck out of me. So from then on, I promised myself to be more cautious of my decisions that I have to make and take his advice to not let a guy step in my life.. yet. Thanks to my weird classmate and his triangles.

Coz This Is How COM33 roll *evil laugh >:D

Playlist for Rainy Days

Listen to these OPM songs as you cuddle with your hug-buddy! Mmmmm.. Rainy days :)

Medical Mission

     
      Three years ago, Across Ministry and GCI Mla. South conducted a medical mission for the residents of Binan, Laguna. By that time, I was the President of Student Council of our campus so that medical mission became my project as a President. I was just one of the usherettes that guides the patients where they must lead to after such and such. But this time, I'm no longer the usherette who just extend my arm and say "Dito po." I'm now one of those respectful counselors who hears out every word the patient has to say and share the love of God. I was hesitant at first to accept the job as a counselor but then as I got my butt on that monoblock chair, I knew I was made to do this. God used me as His instrument to share how awesome and magnificent He is. Every patient has their different interpretation of how they see God works in their lives, and I'm glad knowing that most of them accepted Him way way before. To those young people, who I counseled, who aren't that much aware of what God is to them, I gave them a special assignment, they have to think through and realize as they grow up what is God's role to their lives and when we meet again in another Medical Mission 3 to 5 years from now perhaps, they would tell me everything they thought of through the years. So there, my medical mission experience as a counselor has to come to and end. 'Till the next counseling.. Ciao! :)