memories

Just as usual, I an d a classmate went straight here at Apo Pilo after class dismissal. We have researches to do but I can't stop myself from opening my blog account. Hehe!

This morning, while I was in the bathroom, of course, washing, memories of my childhood to my high school days came to my mind. the unforgettable ones. Well, these are what I want to share in order of events. Some I think are sort of confession.

I think I have this inborn laziness when in comes to formal education/school. Noong ako'y nasa grade one, lagi akong sinusundan ni mudra na may daladalang pamalo. Awh!! habulan kami. Bata palang talaga aku noon pero marunong na ako umiwas pagdating sa ganung bagay which shows improper breeding. Haha! Pero wag naman sanang isali dito ang nanay ko. Kasi di ko man maalalang tinuruan akong magmano, di ko din naman maalalang tinuruan akong magmura and all the things like it.

Naaalala ko pa, sumali ako ako sa isang away-bata na di naman talaga ako involved. We were shouting against one of our classmates, "asong ulol!" repeatedly. Mukha siyang kawawa. Grade two naman ako noon.

Bale sa Pangasinan pala ako nag-grade one and transferred in my mom's province when I stepped grade two. Dalawa lang ang kasakasama ko noon. My two best friends since infancy ata. Haha! Joy and Judy.

Pagdating ng grade six, sumali naman ako kunwari sa girl's scout. We went for an outing in one of the best spots in our province, sa may cave. Isang katangahan. I wore a yellow floral dress and barbie sandals. Di ko naman kalaing sa cave at aakyat sa madudulas na wooden stairs.

As I stepped high school, nung first year kami, marami akong kaibigan. I dunno how to describe them—yung pagkakapare-pareho nila. But one nakakahiyang gawain wna para sakin ay impluwensya ng barkada dahil totoo namang sa kanila ko natutunan, magbigay ng sulat sa lalake! Maagang lumandi. Pero di naman love letter yung ginawa ko na gaya ng sa mga barkada ko by the time.

First year din to. I met a jolly guy in a quadrangle where flag rites were performed. Okay siya sabi ko sa sarili ko kasi nga gay na gay, mahilig magpatawa at para din siyang gay guy. Every time I went to school, every time I crossed path with him, lagi niya akong sinasalubong. Meron pang isang araw on my way to my respective classroom kasi di ko siya classmate, though I pretended that I did not notice him, nilapitan pa rin niya ako at sa pag-iwas ko, he pinched me on my left arm ata. Sa inis ko, sa guidance counselor ko agad sinumbong. Then when the guidance asked him why he did it to me, he blurted out, "ma'am crush ko gamin." (crush niya daw ako). JM pala initials niya.

Hang-out ng tropa, sa may lilim ng puno ng gemelina. O kaya, sa riverside, malapit sa may beer-house.

Pagdating ng second year, the same person as the previous one—si JM, gave me a..hmm.. cheap??? flower.. yung putting bulaklak na kinuha niya lang sa garden ng school. Acapulco ata yun.. takte!! pahiya ako do'n. I didn't know naman na nanliligaw siya since nung first year pa kami 'til that time but I did not give him a chance.

At ang isa pa, hindi lang lalake ang marunong umakyat sa concrete na bakod. Nag-over the bakod kami minsan dahil sa ayaw kaming palabasin ng guard samantalang wala naman yung aming guro.

Junior high school naman, sa kaartehan ku na siguro to. nilalayuan ku yung pinsan kong guy na may dala-dalang palaka tapos isinusunod naman sa'ken ng gagu. Muntik pa ku mag-collapse.


Freshman, first sem naman sa kolehiyo, nung nasa NC pa ako. Araw-araw ang inuman sa tambayan ng grupo pero nakaharap lang ako tapos nakikipatak na lang ng pambili ng maiinom.

Eto pinaka-recent, parang confession lalo na pag nabasa ng taong sangkot. I had my first cellular phone back when I was in first year. Di man ako nakahawak ng magagarang phone pero adik ako sa pagtetext. Aaminin ko muna na ang mga bagay na, hulaan niyo na lang, hehe!! ginagawa kong katatawanan pagdating sa text. Hint? Huwag na. Nakilala ko kasi sa isang social networking site etong si Mr. L. bilang ambisyosang nilalang, nakita ko kasi sa kanya yung mga gusto ko sa isang lalake—may itsura, matangkad, matalino, hindi baduy—idagdag pang kapatid ko siya sa pananampalataya. Then, message siya, reply din ako tapos nag-decide na lang na ibigay yung kanyang numero. Tinext ko naman. One year mahigit ko na siyang katext. Ayun! Dami namin conversation. Eto kasi tanong ng marami kong kakilala, "posible bang ma-inlove sa text?" Mr. L almost made me believe in it..


gang college pala yung nabanggit ko..:))

eto lang po muna. Kakain pa kasi ako..:)

Congratulations!!!!

the girly chain gift

I dropped by at internet café this morning. As I habitually do when browsing the internet, I opened many tabs and entered the links of the site I frequent into—blogs (my blog, my favorite blog and some others), FaceBook and twitter. I checked if there’s new “thing” in my blog page and noticed that there’s new comment from kiko that said, “oi punta ka ulit sa blog ko... may regalo ako sa iyo...” Being oblivious of the chain award in the blogging industry, I was surprised by it and immediately went to kiko’s blog. Then there his new entry entitled Unang Award.

The picture popped in this post is the “gift”. Girly nga lang. I think not apt for boys. Haha! Apologies fella bloggers!

Since chain gift nga po, I have to pass it on to 15 newly discovered blogger(s). Pero honestly, wala akong ka-close sa blog sphere. Anyway, I still want to comply with the rules.

SALAMAT nga pala pareng KIKO. Haha!!!

Here are the lucky recipients:

Kuya Zeb

KikomaXxx

Ser Mots 

Ishmael

Peter

Will

Nene

Helen

Claudio

ax:L

Al

Mervin

Prodigal Child

Dhayveed

Dhianz

Hayan po!!! Kung bakit ko kayo pinili, dahil magaganda--ewan!!! di aku makahagilap ng tamang term para sa inyong blog..:)

 Pero may mga rules nga po pala tayo..

Dapat daw....

1. Accept the award. Post it on your blog with the name of the person who has granted the award and his or her blog link.

2. Pay it forward to 15 other bloggers that you have newly discovered.

3. Contact those blog owners and let them know they’ve been chosen. 

 

Do I need one?

Every time anyone asks me kung may boyfriend daw ba ako. My answer always goes, "wala. Three years ng wala.." Well, it is true. I had my first boyfriend three years ago and the second one? I haven't met him yet. Haha! Seriously, 'yung mga "bata" kasi, di naniniwala. I mean, my classmates who often ask me about it. (I am three or four years ahead of them). Kung bakit ko naman binabanggit to? Kasi naman, noon ko pa napapansin. Very reason why I have not entered any serious relationship since I broke up with my first boyfriend, Ronald. Men gave me reasons not to trust them. No matter how I wish, how I want to try another relationship, I can't and I just really can't. My mind and my hypothalamus??? haha.... contradicts each other. I have had some prospects and I found one I really wanted to give a chance but my mind shouts???? haha!!! I can't be certain what words formed at the back of my mind but it told me that I should not take the feeling seriously.

Well, here are some of the reasons why guy, man, boy or whatever you call yourself human being who is my opposite. (ha-ha!)

• When I had my first affair with a guy, this RJ moron has another girl who happened to be my schoolmate. It was when I was a senior high school.
• When I met Mr. AC, he went too close to me and unexpectedly, I fell for him only to know that he loved another girl who happened to be one of our common friends.
• I have met guys who talked of nothing but flesh satisfaction. They are so sensual! They even frankly told me what they want..to have a deeper and intimate affair with me!! that's bullshit!
• I just recently had an affair with a man who always doubt me as a flirt. My God! (Nasa mukha ko ba?)
• I even met a man who told me that I will be his bride. ONE OF THEM! Ugh... antipatiko! (in his dreams!!!)
• Boys who can't stick with his girl—whose hobby is fooling around.

Well, last night, someone just confided in me and asked for some counsels. Then she and another one asked me kung may boyfriend ako, eto naman yung mga naisip kong walang kwenta.

My Favorite blog page

When I started blogging, I was still unaware of what really "blog" means. It comes from the word "web log". (Yun lang yung natatandaan ku). Haaha! Pero joke lang, alangan naman kasing i-define ko pa.

I've been browsing blogs on the web for me to understand more what to do with this blog, how to blog and what to blog. Mine is a kind of, well, on line diary/journal where I unbosom anything that would annoy or inspire me. I did not make this account to entertain anyone, I did not intend to socialize or make friends but it's my way to lighten up myself when dispirited or anything but there are things I can't share here or publicize.

I have been in the blogging world for more than a year now. I have had visited many blog pages and known that blogger(s) have different purposes in blogging but one common thing among us--blogger(s)--is that we do it as a hobby. I just recently had time to search for blogs worth an admiration and I want to share this one I am fond of, "ser mots", "tatay mots", "good morning tatay", as many of his followers call him. Just go immediately to http://motsmots.blogspot.com/. He has a unique way of giving entertainment to his readers. I can't recall how I got into his page but since I had visited it, I spend most of my time in surfing the net reading his posts at nakikibasa na lang din ng mga komento sa mga entry niya. I even spend my vacant time at e-lib just to visit his blog. Nakakatuwa lang kasi talaga basahin yung mga di naman walang kwentang post niya..:)



ps: e-mail posting po ang gamit ko kaya url ang naka-type..:)

Accounting

Three years ago, I had taken up the subject Accounting 1(Basic Accounting). That time, I could be certain that I would get a grade below the grading cut-off. Although I was then very sure on my chosen endeavor as a CPA wannabe, this instinctive laziness led me to susceptible slip-up. But in three years of being away from school matters—when I left school—I have realized what went wrong, what I did wrong and that I really want to become like Dad, a CPA. Through all those years of ennui, I had wished of nothing but to rectify all those mistakes and get back to school to pursue what I had been dreaming.

Retaking the course now here at Saint Mary’s University, I now reaped this fervor to revision on my curriculum. I/We had just met our instructor for the subject, he talks so slowly, carefully but clearly which makes me listen to him so thoughtfully and understand each word he has to say that I even wish that it can be fast-forwarded for us to finish the topics we will have to tackle in no time, and also to go through the challenge once more.

Wish me luck!:)

Second day of second semester

I could see no one and I am nowhere in a familiar world. It was a background of black and white I knew but dim for me to recognize which place it was. I could hardly move any part of my body--my hands and my fingers, my toes. I wanted to shout but no voice formed out from my lips. I tried to let my body fall from the bed where I was lying but it was as if someone was strongly and powerfully holding me. It seemed to take my breath away. Then I prayed but got no response from above so I almost decided to give up. I thought it'd be my end. No! I couldn't accept and just let it happen. I remained optimist to get back in the lively world. You are certain about what I am talking about, aren't you? It was such a nightmare (ha-ha!) so happened very early in the morning when I went back to sleep. Thanks God! He woke me up from a very bad dream.

I got up to prepare for my 10:00 class, my first class for today. It was almost 10 when I finished my bath and I wouldn't want to be late. I rushed, rushed and rushed. Well, I am already used to this kind of routine--waking up late and preparing for school in the last minute--BUT very well I also know that I have to change, to turn it right.

I neatly dressed myself in proper school uniform--dark blue skirt (I don't really know what color it is), tucked-in buttoned white blouse for top and black flat shoes with black foot socks. I entered my class but it's the instructor who wasn't present. I don't really know why during first days of each semester, most of the instructors absent themselves or maybe they're around but prefer to get out of the way for the not yet official schedules for subjects/classes they would handle.

Now, while waiting for the bell to ring, for our next class, I decided to spend an hour here at the school e-lib.

Til next time.:)

First day of second semester

This is the first day of classes for the second semester 2010-2011. Like what I said yesterday, I am not yet prepared for it but I tried to get prepared though.
Well, one thing that amazes me is that the feeling that I couldn't make it right for the first day turned the other way around. As I was walking along the covered walk, I bumped off with my former classmates--Sarah who is used to calling me "Ate", Joymee, Charlie, Jessa and many others. Receiving a hug from a friend makes me feel somewhat important or at least, it says that I have a part in this friend's life. A bundle of laughter shouldn't be missed for the flashes of wits from each of us.
For this semester which I love to say the beginning of REAL CHALLENGE, a big change in my usual routine should be made. That is to prioritize my studies for now and 'til I reach the finish line of my race--hit the books--read, read and read. I remember hearing an advice from accounting instructor, to read ten pages of accounting book daily! That's no joke I am not used to but one of the changes I have to take. I even ask friends for an advice or tips in order not to be tired with my studies easily. Can you give me some? Just email me on renzginez@ymail.com. Thank you!

I also want to share my encounter this morning.

I went to school at around 9am to drop by at the registrar's office to get myself officially enrolled. I had to queue up with the long line of students finishing the flow of enrollment so I joined them. It was really a long line then, it was about my turn to be enrolled, I remembered that I didn't bring my receipt that was needed to be officially enrolled. I went back to my boarding house to get it. Fortunately, there was no one queuing up by the other registrar representative when I got back to school--I was able to avoid the hassle and entered my first period class for the day!

Til my next post!

Back to school

Just got here in Bayombong.

I am not yet ready for the second semester for I thought classes will begin on Monday and not tomorrow. I was still making a summary of our major subject yesterday which is a part of my preparation for this semester and I must admit that I felt excitement--excitement that was gone when I received a message from my former classmates announcing the start of classes. I can say that I had plans as schooling gets back on my nerves though not well-planned for I failed to make an organized concepts I will have to venture.

As for now, I must get over with this hang-up of being insignificantly frustrated. I have to adjust! Get back to being inspired, do what is must and should not let peevishness prevail.

I'm not yet acquainted with college stuffs--what to do now? Argh..

Tomorrow will be another beginning of my race and I am not able to know beforehand what lies ahead. I know, shoestring life will undoubtedly come my way but I must have learned from the past to remain composed despite the bad situation.

Things I have learned during my first four months of being away from home, family and high school peers:

• * self-possession..

I'm still learning to calm down when I can't get what I want and don't meet my expectations.

• * saying sorry..

to apologize is the least thing I could do even it's me who worth the blame or who made a damage. Somehow, God let me learn and still letting me learn.

• * doing house chores for my own..

Since I have no one to command to get me this or that, no one to ask to buy me a food, mom isn't around to do the cooking each meal time and I don't have my own washing machine to do my laundry faster and easier, I have learned to be slightly independent and do things myself--to hand-wash, prepare my food, organize my things and so on.

This is all for now.:)

a date to remember

It’s already 3AM here in the Philippines. Updating my blog even nothing seems come to my mind right at this very moment.

Saturday (October 30)…

It was such a busy day for the whole family. We were on the go preparing for mom’s birthday celebration and blessing bash for our newly opened water refilling station. Even neighbors and friends joined and helped us in the preparation of foods. I can’t narrate much about the foods but one thing is for sure, everyone got full.

God continues showering us with blessings. What I ask Him is that He may continue guiding us and with His mighty hands, we may not depart from the right path and that the blessings He just bestowed upon us would be utilized in glorifying Him.

Oops!!! I almost forgot what really made me blissful and blessed this day. I don’t know if it was a luck or what but I like to say that I have been granted a wish to be with the whole family made this date worth-remembering. For the first time in my 20 years of existence befell this momentous treasured memory.

Another one that made my night mirthful though partly somber,

My sisters invited their boyfriends in the celebration. This Vinnie guy, my sis Rhae’s boy, jokingly told me, “Kawawa naman si Pen oh! Walang pair.” Guess what my response was! Being far from my man who’s in abroad, but still loyal to my second boyfriend, it makes no sense to fool around. Well, I jokingly said but seriously said that they’ll meet my man when we will have our marriage vows. Ha-ha!

momentous day

I just made an effort to get here at the computer shop in order to update my blog though I have nothing much to say. I actually wanted to make an update last Wednesday while I was teaching my sister-in-law on how to use messenger but my friends followed me here at the net café and invited me to jam with them.

Last Tuesday, I went to Bayombong and enrolled for the second semester. I was touched when I met up with my friends/classmates along the covered walk and each of them gave me a not-so-big hug. They were happy to see me and it was such a fortunate moment for me.

Even before school year 2010-2011 began, I had wished to be in the block A class for the second semester and I just honestly found a way to get in. and I made it! My classmates showed their support and I wanna thank them for believing that I can do far better than what I had shown them during the first semester. They even gave me sermons as one of them said, “Next sem ate, wala ng jamming jamming. Magbasa-basa ka na lang.” They may be younger than I for them to reprimand me like a kid but I appreciate their support and trust in what I can do.

As of now, I am just hopped-up for the start of real challenge. And I just want to share that we are preparing for a celebration for my mom’s birthday. For the first time, neighbors will see our family complete—the Ginez family, created by Mr. Federico Ginez and Mrs. Leonida Bacani, with their nine fruits. I will try to blog about it.:)