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[28 Feb 2006|12:50pm] |
Not so long ago, if someone would've cared to ask me if I would have wanted to be part of the EDSA Revolution in 1986 if I had the chance to, I would say, with much pride and confidence, hell yeah. I wanted to be a part of that magnificent moment, when the Filipinos inspired the whole world to stand up and fight for freedom. I would always get fascinated with the stories my Ma and Pa told me. Just this morning, my father shared a story about their Thailand trip wherein they met a Thai who admired them for being Filipino because of the EDSA Revolution. When I hear these kinds of stories, I feel proud to be a Filipino. Don't get me wrong. I am and will always be proud to be a Filipino. It's just that I'm not as idealistic as I used to be.
"Twenty years ago, The Philippines ousted a dictator and inspired the world. But the Nation has yet to fulfill the promise of those glorious days."
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Seth Cohen
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[23 Jul 2005|06:24pm] |
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Grabe talaga... I knew it. May hidden agenda talaga.
LIAR.
I can't believe I used to believe in all that crap. Sabi ko na eh... You're too good too be true. I wish I never met you. You are full of s**t.
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| No Social Life |
[22 Jul 2005|04:07pm] |
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My phone is kind of useless right now. My other phone got washed in the laundry, wherein most of my friends' numbers are.. I have the new phone now and I salvaged some of the numbers pero I don't feel like texting people.. Hahaha.. I don't know. I just feel that they're gonna go weird on me. The only person I'm comfortable talking with besides Bessy Boop is Song...He's been through the good and the bad times with me.. Kahit sometimes I get mataray.. Hahahha... Pero I feel na he's drifting away na rin from me.
I just realized that no matter how patient and forgiving you are, you can never change a person. I thought that maybe, if I give him another chance, he'd change. Pero hindi eh. He's still the same guy who had hurt me many times before. Hindi naman pwedeng palagi na lang "another chance". Nakakapagod din yun.
Maybe that's the end for us. I don't miss him that much anyway. I guess that's a good thing.
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[23 Aug 2004|04:48pm] |
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Haaay... Another tiring day for me. Well, at least it's not as tiring as last thursday when we did road work. (we ran around the whole ateneo at 6 in the morning) I hate road work so much or any kind of endurance training because I have no endurance... Well maybe 5%.. haha. Anyway, I started my day, as usual, by waking up at 4:45 in the morning to go to training. Training wasn't really tiring today because we just had a meeting at the air-conditioned room at the blue eagle gym and did 5 rounds around the field. Then, we watched the booter's game with San Beda. Sadly, they lost and their goal keeper, tobs, got injured. Gosh, I really pity tobs. He got his 2 front teeth chipped and another tooth was about to fall off already. His gums are badly battered. As in. When he went to the bench, half of his face was covered with blood. Thank God I'm not goal keeper. Thank God women don't play that roughly.
After training, we went to manang's to eat. I ate veggies and a banana (for potassium) because I was in a hurry. I went to the library to do my "reseach" for my thesis statement. I studied for the subject that i hate the most: Literature. I just hate it. It's just so boring.
After lit, (thank God)I went straight to berchmans 2nd floor for my pinoy class from 3rd floor ctc in all my sweaty glory. Oh yes.. I just love that class. I'm reunited with my home blockmates(block g).
After that, I went to Schmitt hall for my chem class (I heart chem). I can't believe I'm actually liking chem now when in hs, I totally sucked at it.
Then, I went to the oh-so-near bellarmine, where I have my intact classes every monday. Again, another chance to be reunited with my blockmates and to see.. um... err.. him.
BTW: HE had a haircut. I like the old one better but nevertheless, he's still cute. He's so hot talaga. haaay... **he took off his shirt again. ;)
And then, I went straight home and now, I'm typing this entry. haha. I've got nothing else to do. I have to research about that stupid waywaya thing but it's just too boring. Gosh I hate lit. I love soccer.
Haaay... I heart alps and carmed. haha. new code names.
Cute boys. haay. sigh.sigh.sigh...
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[19 Apr 2004|06:01pm] |
Wahahaaha!! First one to get kicked out!
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[19 Apr 2004|05:24pm] |
Super tired from last night's party. Ewan ko kung bakit ako napagod eh hindi nga ako nakipagsocialize dun. Nagwash lang ako ng dishes sa loob ng bahay. haha.. house wife material talaga ko.
My whole body is sore. big time. After sleeping really late last saturday because of helping my mom with the giveaways, I had to wake up really early for soccer the next day. And super lame ng soccer practice. Ang yabang ng bagong teammates. I miss lari and ina.
After ng soccer, cory and I decided to make liwaliw for a while. We went to jollibee in katipunan (saturday red ribbon kami, may balak kaming kainan lahat ng fast foods along katipunan by the end of the module)and then we walked all the way to moro from the oh-so-far-from-moro college field. Well, i can say that it's worth the long walk kasi nangispat kami sa moro ng mga uaap players na tinitingnan kami kaya napagalitan yata sila ng coach.
Meron pa kaming iniispatan na guy na may jersey number 8. Fran yung surname. Pero hindi uaap player.
May bago akong iniispatan. Justin pangalan. Soccer player. Hindi niya kamukha si gareth gates and he's tall.
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[12 Apr 2004|05:22pm] |
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I am in a sheer state of depressing lethargy right now. Everything seems so dull and boring. I'm making myself fatter everyday. Darn.
4 days until AFC. *joy* I can't wait. I have to be out of this house or I'll die of boredom.
I can't find my alumni card. It must've fallen while I was taking the pictures out. I didn't even know it was in there. Oh well. I'm not even sure if I'm ever gonna use that thing.
I hate it when there are trabahadors in the house. I can't move around. I can't be my lazy, crazy, annoying self.
I'm bored. I have to do something interesting.
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