johnlee1059

I'm On Multiply

2009-03-22T10:06:00.004+08:00

I missed blogging. I have no updates yet. However, I transferred to a new home here. Hope you'll visit me there.

By the way, sorry for the late notice...

Christmas Parties, Juice Mio!

2008-12-21T09:43:00.008+08:00

When was the last time I posted something here? Can't remember? Same here. Well, I just got so busy with a lot of school stuffs--research and thesis writing, majors headaches, and some unnecessary happenings in our school. Plus, some other preparations as we get closer to the most anticipated date of the year. So far, I had attended, like, five Christmas Parties last week alone. Dig that? Here we go.

1. The RJ Homes Group Of Companies Party, December 15, Dencia's

I joined this Choreographed Caroling Contest, together with the rest of the OMARCO family. Thankfully, we won!!! The weekend rehearsals just paid off. Hahaha. Aside from that, I won a cooler bag during the raffle, but I forgot to claim the prize. *sobs* For the first time, I too hosted a part of the party with Andi and Zach. Of course, I was nervous. Naa ba diay first time na murag okay lang, hello? Complete attendance ata yung taga-MIX. I was also happy because we were all pampered when it comes to the food and serving and all. *burp*

2. The Biology 2 Party, December 17, sa aming bonggang-bonggang Biology Room 1 of HCDC

Let's talk about spaghetti. It was my first pasta out of a Christmas party for this year. Aw, wala koy labot gi-unsa pagluto ang spag basta red, naay subak nga hotdog, ground beef ug cheese, then daghan tomato sauce, the taste notwithstanding. Nainis lang ako kay gipatugtog na pud ang "Low" ni Flo Rida. Mahuman na lang ang tuig...sus! I received a mug and a teddy bear from somebody. But I gave it to my kambal Louie since I felt she needed them more than I do. I am just so happy because she used it. Thanks!

3. Krismaskom (The HCDC Masscom Dept. Party), December 17, Students' Lounge

The concept was like a promenade/ball. So I dressed in my coat and tie. Whaw! was our caterer that night. Chicken, pansit, sweet-and-sour fish, rice, iced tea...well, I could order them in a karenderia. At least, it was all a sumptuous dinner, it solved my personal hunger. Naa pud acoustic presentations. But I didn't stay long. I had to move out to another party.

4. The DDC CA Dept. Party, December 17, Harana

If only I had not received a message from Chloe, my closest DDCian friend, I wouldn't hurry to Torres Street to attend their Christmas party. I made the right choice of coming there for two reasons. One, I missed Chloe and the whole gang. Two, our ex-program chair of the Communication Arts Dept. just came home from Thailand. Indeed, it was a reunion. Pero wala nako nikaon kay busog na kaayo ko that time. I also got a keychain fresh from Thailand. Now, it's hanging in my bag.

5. The 105.9 MIX FM Party. December 19, Conference Room

So far, this is the biggest I attended. Grabe. I can't just report every detail of it. Just click on the picture below and experience it yourself (thanks Mommy Joey for the pix!).

Merry Christmas! Unsa na pud kaha ang next party? Invite me, please:)

Don't Give Me Hints, Baby

2008-11-30T09:50:00.000+08:00

How can I move on when I'm still in love with you?
--The Man Who Can't Be Moved, The Script

I already told myself it's gonna be a bye-bye. I want to free my mind and heart from any thoughts and feelings of her whatsoever. I am strong, I can endure. Or maybe not. *sobs*

I tried to make a distance. I tried not to text. I tried to concentrate on my academics. Sometimes I look at other girls. I tried to forget her. But her absence seems like to be her presence. Her lips, her eyes, her voice, her everything. They are all there, always.

I don't want break my promise. Because I know in the end this fight, my fight, is nothing. But what I only ask, if she only is reminded, is not to give me any hints, so I won't hope.

I'll be fine, don't bother. Just please don't smile anymore.

My First Week At School

2008-11-20T09:35:00.004+08:00

Obviously that was last week. Hmm, honestly I wasn't that excited this semester, especially on the first day, because I knew all along that it would be just self-introduction, orientation on the class rules and whatnot. Now I wonder if that's a part of the curriculum in every semester start. Is that a CHED mandate? Maybe.

I just felt the feeling of being a student when it was Wednesday. When I was late. When I took my first absence this sem. When I had my first lab activity in college. When I got to stay around again at either the student's lounge or the library (yeah, boring!). When I attended my first class on Marketing (MC 4) and Research (MC 3)--my majors. That's the time I realized that it's the second semester of SY 2008-2009 (I swear it took me a billion seconds for me to realize that).

It's just now I felt I am enjoying it. Really. :)

Why Can't I Move On?

2008-11-07T09:20:00.004+08:00

I said I quit. But not totally.

Last night, I went strolling with my friends. Something was telling me to go with them. Masarap ang bawal eh. I did not listen to what my mind had to say. I followed my heart. Just to see her.

Fast forward. It's time for us to part. I knew I should have told her that I haven't yet moved on. That it's hard. That it's impossible. I needed to fake each moment. Thankfully, I managed to control the feelings. And I hope I was not obvious.

We rode in the same jeep as we went home. We were both silent. She talked to me once there, but she just asked about the joke I shared that night. Where did you get that? she said. And that's it. When she reached her destination, she bid goodbye and smiled. What does that mean?

Why can't I move on? I don't know, but what can I only do now is to cross my fingers and to do what I know is right--love her.:'(

From October 31 to November 2

2008-11-03T10:21:00.006+08:00

I think the best Undas celebration I've been into yet is in this year. Not that sad, but a colorful one. It's something I'd gladly look back for the rest of my life. *tears falling* Why is it that special to me? Uhm, let me just check what happened 3 days ago.

October 31. The MIX FM Halloween Party. It was my first time to attend such because in my clan, we were used to visit at my relatives' pad for some reunion or vacation around this time, or sometimes we'd go directly to the cemetery. Only in this year that I didn't go with them. Filled with orange-and-black stuffs, our conference room was all set for the party. So were we, wearing our costumes. I wore the costume I wore two years ago during our cheerdance competition in school. It was pink, since our team was called 'The Pink Panthers', competing with the 'The Blue Whales', The Golden Dragon, 'The Green Python', atbp. Well, I just recycled it, sayang eh. Erin told me I was Piglet, but that's okay (Piglet is a good on-air name, though). In that, we had a lot of eating, games and film viewing (of course, horror flicks). That was great, really!

Zhaun, Alexy (d'killer), Joemar and me
For more pix, click here

November 1. Visit to Tagum. I arrived there by 4 P.M. It was a bit dark already when I rode the habal-habal (the motorcycle version of a jeep). Since it was dark, I decided to have my cemetery visit to my dearly departed father scheduled the next day. I had dinner with my true family. Ow, I missed lutong bahay so much.

November 2. The Official Visit. I woke up at around 7 A.M. Because of the loud calls of the neighborhood. Hmm, roosters need not to work. By 10 A.M., I went to the cemetery to offer prayers and candles, together with my family. After that, I was again introduced to some of our relatives whom I could be with only when I am in Tagum. I bid goodbye late in the afternoon. And I arrived at our house by 7 P.M.

Indeed this 3-day holiday is not just a holiday to rejoice of, but one to be commemorated each year.

A Vision Of Davao's Entertainment Industry in 10 Years

2008-10-28T21:18:00.004+08:00

Do you know Francisca Reyes Aquino?

What I knew about this woman is that she has contributed a lot to the entertainment industry of the Philippines, on folkdancing to be specific (thanks to Google). She began her search for folk dances from 1921-1923 that she could use for her classes. As a teacher Miss Reyes also taught students much about those folkdances as they are not only exercises, but each dance has something to do with the Philippine personality molded by the history and geography of the Islands. As there were only few materials written about these dances, she had trips for the next two years to make trips to remote barrios (rural communities) in Central and Northern Luzon and just anywhere in the Philippines, without any financial help outside. She made a thesis out of her research that's called Philippine Folk Dances and Games, which is a big help to students who wants to know more of the Philippine folkdances. Well, I just had a lunch with a woman who's a bit like her.

She started talking about the only thing she hated during an event she hosted. And that's about Davaoeños not being so appreciative about our talents, that they don't give much support to them. Why is it that big stars visit even the smallest cities in Europe when Davao is bigger than them? Why is it a big deal if it's Cannes or Sundance when Davao could also host a film festival? Where are them Davao talents now? I stayed silent. What went wrong?

I think it is about time to look around us. They are a lot of potentials here in Davao. It's just that people up there don't value Davao talents' worth. They seem to be afraid to spend a single penny for one because they might not earn anything. These talents are like folk dances, waiting to be discovered and put into the limelight. If only one will believe, just like this Francisca Reyes Aquino-like woman, 10 years will not be that long to achieve for Davao to become a center of entertainment. Maybe "Hollywood of the Philippines".

336 Hours Ago

2008-10-25T13:42:00.001+08:00

This post is supposed to be called "More Than 300 Hours Ago" because I'm not quite sure with the number of hours I was away from the blogspace. Pero bahala na. Anyway, I was REALLY busy for the past weeks, that's why I can't post here. Finally, I got the time. Read on.

We had our final exam in the subject Introduction to Journalism a.k.a. MC 2. There were items I missed, such as the identification part where you name prominent people by their government positions (e.g. who's the Commander-in-Chief of the Philippines=Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo, who's the House of Representatives Speaker=Prospero Nograles, who's the Supreme Court Chief Justice=...uhm, I forgot!). Gosh! That part was 20 items all. It's kinda ironic because I am a MassCom student, then I don't know all of those. Shame on me!

Our station went off-air for a while (no, it's not a day and a half) because there were some things to be 'refreshed'. Then, there I met a superwoman who's a combination of Darna and Wonderwoman. Grabe! She is so strong. What she did in those sleepless times was a motivation for me to work harder and take care of the things I love. There were also a lot of realizations and lessons learned--the need to back-up, the need to drink coffee, the need to stay awake for the people you love and admire.

I hosted too two events on a weekend, a mallwide sale and a kiddie treat. I loved it! You meet great people and get the perks. I never missed those chances because, as what I've learned, today will never be like yesterday. So, when they knock on my door, I always welcome them with open arms. Especially when Marvin came back to Davao. Of course, he was my batchmate when I entered the station. Unfortunately, he is leaving tomorrow for Manila. Huhuhu. January 2009 is his next return pa.

I was assigned to be a team leader for an event. Yeah, my first time kaya kabado. But our whole team was so supportive and cooperative, which is the best thing. We were able to do our part to the event. It was successful. I also learned funny terms you can crack during conversations such as 'what's up por yu?','imong mama...', and '...your face!'. The criminals for these? You know yourselves already.

Last Friday, I got my grades for the past semester. And I passed! From my major subjects down to the minor ones. This Tuesday, I'm gonna enroll na. I am so excited for the next semester.=')

I hope that I could update this more often. Bear with me always! Thanks!

Sembreak Heartbreak

2008-10-12T10:27:00.004+08:00

Wow! I can't believe it. Sleepless nights. Quarrels among groupmates. Nose-bleeding exercises, from quizzes up to the final exams. Name it, the first semester of academic year 2008-2009 has it. And I am able to pass this one agonizing stage of college life. Well, it's still a long way to go though. I've got to be a lot tougher this time.

Oh, I forgot. There's still one test left that I need to take, and it's from a major subject. Introduction to Journalism. My favorite subject, despite those butterflies in my stomach when I am on the chopping board, during its lead writing and news writing exercises. I hope I could pass this. *cross fingers*

However, as this semester ends, a life has to end too. It's hard to give up something you've been holding on to for about two years, expecting of a 'yes'. I may have already decided of moving on last week, but it was a tough one. I am still crying deep inside, even now, as I was writing this, as I was looking at her Friendster page, as I was waiting for her text. That beautiful smile, her skin, her lips, her eyes--all fading away.

Goodbye to you.

Finals Attack!

2008-10-07T19:37:00.002+08:00

I need to concentrate. See you when I'm done with the week. Lol. God bless!

Bored

2008-10-05T09:21:00.003+08:00

As in. Nothing special happened to me this weekend. I was just staying at home the whole day. I swear I wasn't used to the routine, because when we had major projects in Introduction to Mass Communications, like they were coming nonstop, especially during our acoustic production, from pre-prod to post-prod, we were usually out to either make drafts or scripts on weekends. Now it's kinda surreal to know that I have nothing to do on a weekend. Huhuhu.

I felt so deprived when our teacher told us that he won't allow us to submit a canned material anymore, as to fill in to our class standing grade this finals, instead from our acoustic prod. We got no choice but to cancel the shoot that we were supposed to do yesterday. Gosh! It was a bit unfair on my part as a student, because I felt the need to learn more, especially that I wasn't completely satisfied with the output of our acoustic production.

Last night, I was waiting for a text from my dearest friend Bryan who, I assume, is already angry after not attending Saturday evenings of bible studies. I am worried. Huhuhu. Actually, he has the right to be in that position, but the past few days were so busy, especially in the preparation of our acoustic production. Yeah, acoustic production is the criminal for this. Again, I pray and pray that everything will be fine between the two of us, and that I can go back to our bible studies.=')

Today is Sunday. Reflections. And a whole lot of prayers. Or staying at the beach alone. Just before the weekdays. I have a lot of stuffs to do--clearance signing and finals exams.

Thanks for the semester!

Funny Masyado

2008-10-03T20:34:00.003+08:00

Hahaha. This evening was so funny.

We received a good news and a bad news from our major subject teacher. Of course, we opted for the former to be said first. The good news was that we are not going to mount the proposed TV channel (inside the campus lang naman), since we couldn't anymore work on the reservations (i.e. the venue, equipments, etc.) when we barely had enough time this final-exams season--it meant that we won't be thinking about it anymore and could focus more to our final exam. However, to fill in for the class standing grade this finals that's supposed to be gotten from that TV channel project, he'd get the grade of our acoustic production we recently mounted instead. It could have been alright, only if our grade of the acoustic production reached the cut-off. Before our class ended, I made a deal with our teacher, that is to find other means to alleviate somehow our grades. I suggested a canned project (i.e. music video or whatever) to be submitted to him, so we could have the class standing grade for finals. He didn't reply, but I think it's positive, I feel it. Now there are a lot of things going in my head as to how I'm gonna do it. Hehehe. Me and my naughty mind. Tsk tsk tsk...

7 P. M. I went to the house of my aunt at Bangkal because I left the drawings that'd be used for our reporting tonight. I had one hour to get them, since my last class would start at 8 P. M. Then, I found that the drawings were not there anymore!!! My cousin told me that the maid some general cleaning earlier, she might have thrown it or something. What?. I had only a 20 minutes more to go. I needed to return to school ASAP. I was 10 minutes late. Tapos my groupmate told me that our teacher was absent. Imagine, I wasted almost P50 for the fare just this evening for nothing. Actually, I didn't regret. I couldn't help but laugh at this misadventure. Gikasab-an pa jud ko ni Mama. Hahaha.

Ggrrr!

2008-10-03T10:39:00.002+08:00

Well, after that victory yesterday (and I mean, my teacher’s recognition for choosing my article as one of the good news stories written for the Semi-Final exam of Introduction to Journalism, for the first time) came the end of such in the evening. I didn’t like the previous night.

Immediately after my work from 3 to 6 P.M., I hurried up for school to prepare for a class discussion a.k.a reporting. Honestly everytime there are reports, I would most likely be the one to listen to ideas, concepts and suggestions rather than to plan, organize and initiate moves for the group. Yes, I would prefer to be a member than a leader, because the latter entails a lot of responsibilities—assigning tasks, giving instructions, updating activities, deciding cases, resolving conflicts and whatnot. Mas okay kung tatanggap ka na lang ng mga instructions kasi poproblemahin mo lang is to accomplish them, tapos! I was surprised to know that my groupmate asked me to be present in the class (kasi madalas absent ako sa mga evening classes ko), so we could talk about what reporting strategy are we going to have, blah, blah, blah, because they (my groupmates) don’t know [what to do]. I was shocked they asked my help. So I suggested “HangMan” game for the class as a reporting strategy. Like they decode the unknown item, and when they have decoded it, that’s where we will give and report the definition of it.

Fast forward. We reported in Rizal subject, 8PM. There was a discussion first, before the game. I admit we barely prepared for the game resource-wise, since my groupmates got different schedules, and we couldn’t meet up to prepare. However, we still managed. The only problem was that the participants (my classmates) were disinterested already. How? Before the game started, as the game master, I asked if they were familiar with the game. By majority, they said, “yes”. Since they already knew it, I gave them the basic instructions of the game still, stuffs like that. Then, all of a sudden, in the middle of game, I was shocked that they all complained. Somebody shouted that we didn’t gave the instructions in the first place, that we were disorganized, etc. As I see it, one thing is certain: they weren’t cooperating and listening. At the end of the game, they even questioned why don’t we have prizes and why are the scores not accumulated as a quiz. What? Reporting strategy, gani! Even my groupmates didn’t know what I was thinking. If *sigh* they only listened…

So I went home, together with some of my classmates sa major subject ko, on a different note. While waiting for a jeep, I shared to them my love problem. I told them that I will really prove to her that I am worthy. If not, I’ll move on, maybe go to a far-off place and become a quack doctor or something. I was deeply hurt. I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t because I was in the sidewalk. Huhuhu. I arrived at home, 11:30 P.M.

This morning, I went to NSO Office, Cabaguio Avenue, to authenticate my birth certificate. Gosh, ang daming tao! I was dismayed. Nasaan ba yung binabayad naming sa tax? Yung 12% na E-VAT? Obvious pa naman masyado iyan sa resibo. People were standing there in one line, with just one window operating. Can’t they provide monoblocs for us? Then their service was cut-off because they were off-line?! NAGLAGOT JUD KO!!! It’s a sunny day and we are all sweating because of the weather. We were even reprimanded pa by the security guards because we came late. Come on, don’t blame us of your disservice.

Nonetheless, I am still looking forward to a great day. What an experience!!!

I Am Back!

2008-09-30T12:17:00.003+08:00

Semestral break is just around the corner. And I find this season convenient for me now--a perfect time to return to the blogosphere. Well, this comeback may seem not to be a grand thing for you. But I am here for good, this is for real.

So, what happened to my emo-turned-Christian blog? Well, the URL is still there, but due to some popping ads everytime you open that blog, I started to hate blog-vertising. Hahaha. Do not be threatened, okay? I am just here with a new blog, yet the same person with the same ideas, still a Christian, definitely not an emo (though there are still times I cry).

You see, what happened for the past few months was a total blog abandonment, not just a hiatus. Forgive me please, because I was really busy with the activities and projects at school, especially in our majors. I hope you can understand that.

But don't worry. From now on, I am willing to fill you in with what had happened and are to happen. Hehehe. I can't wait to blog those. Hope you'd still welcome me.:)

By the way, I still have to go somewhere and fill signatures for my clearance, so I could take the final exam. See you next time.

johnlee1059
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