Having time in my hands and somewhat feeling weak emotionally, spiritually and mentally, I thought of the people that has helped me become strong and to continue fighting on and living life. I guess, what I’m trying to say is that I want to thank the people who has in a way influenced me and helped me become who I am now.
Generally of course, I’d like to thank all my teachers from preschool, high school, college and even until the reviews for imparting their knowledge, experience and caring enough to teach the basics of life and in survival. My friends and acquaintances who in one way or another helped me in developing my identity. From my old neighbors to the friends that I had made while vacationing at my father’s hometown and to my present friends and barkada, thank you. To those people who have passed my way though cursory or significantly I also thank you.
There are also people that I want to specifically thank.
First, I want to thank my parents, my father and mother. First for giving me the freedom to understand life and for not restricting my “curiosity”. I want to thank you for always supporting me even though at times I have disappointed you. Thank you for continually being patient and understanding especially in those times when I seem to be lost and confused. Thank you for not pressuring me and for giving me time to come to a decision. Thank you for accepting my decision and for allowing me to return to your fold. Thank you for all the opportunities you have given me like allowing me to go to a school that was kinda far from Butuan, for allowing me to travel to places like Puerto Galera, Tagaytay, Baguio and Ilocos. Thank you for giving me time to breathe and relax. For always being patient and loving and caring, thank you.
To my siblings, though we quarrel and really get on each others nerves, still you loved me and supported me in the things that I do and in the decisions that I have made. Thank you for the times that you have made my life easy. To my sister thank you for letting me borrow your pants (“,). Thank you for helping me in my school projects that requires artistry and excellent fine motor control. Thank you for your patience and for being considerate. I’m sorry for the times that I’ve been a bitch to you. To Kuya thank you for the use of your phone(“,). Thank for the discman and all the gadgets and books that I have that you financed in buying. Thank you for the words of encouragement and wisdom (hehehe!). To my little brother, thank you for the times that you have been a driver and my sundo(“,). Thank you also for your patience especially in teaching me how to play the guitar which until now I still don’t know how. Thank you for teaching us how to drive the car even though your Ditse crashed it into a tree. Thank you for being my errand boy(“,)
To Eduardo, thank you for listening to me, for putting up with my idiosyncrasies and sarcasm. Thank you for sticking with me and for considering me your bestfriend. Thank you for doggedly keeping in touch with me even though I tend to be uncommunicative and not sociable. Thank you for putting up with me and pressuring me to do the best that I could in what I have to do. For all the trust and for always taking me along in your projects and ideas. Thank you for always updating my friendster and multiply account hehehe! Thank you for staying as my friend. Thank you for your faith in me.
To Berna, thank you for accepting me as your friend. Thank you for allowing me to be part of your life and for teaching me to be calm and patient. Thank you for your patience and trust. You know that you are the closest friend I have since college. Thank you for letting me bother you in times of distress and boredom(“,). Thank you for not allowing myself to wallow in misery and self-pity. You know that you are one of the very few people who had the patience to stay around me. You have helped a lot in coping with the stress of being away from my family. Thank you for always being there for me.
To Pauline, thank you for introducing me to Ang Lingkod ng Panginoon, which in a way helped me in understanding and communicating with God. Thank you for the people that you have introduced me to. Thank you for teaching me to be more approachable. And thank you for believing that I can take the responsibility of one of your projects in Lingkod. Thank you for the trust.
To my auntie-cousin, Te, thank you for always keeping in touch and for listening. I will always remember our walkathon in Ayala(“,). And our sitting around doing nothing but talk and discuss life. Thanks for being my ate.
To Erica, you are the first friend that I had in college. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to keep in touch but I’ll always be grateful to you for befriending me and staying friends with me. Thank you.
To Jason, thank you for introducing me to LOTR and to the realm of dragonlance and other worlds. Thank you for keeping in touch and for listening and giving a different view on certain issues. Sorry for the times that I’ve been pushy and blunt.
To June, thank you for helping me cope with the pressures of studying and being away from home. Thank you for being my connection to Butuan, though you never knew it our conversations has helped me in dealing with me own dilemmas and indeed you have helped me in some of my decisions, (remember I asked you wither I should drop a subject or not and you told to just continue with it cause I’m not gonna get my money back anyway). You were also able to direct me to a different perspective in certain issues.
To Cling, thanks for sticking with me when we had to take that summer class. It was fun and one of the most memorable reports I had made, SocSci II. hehehe!
To all the people that the Lord has seen fit to send my way to teach me and mold me thank you.
Thank you Father for all these people that has influenced me to be what I am today.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Blog of the Month - The Death of the Sound
It’s been ten years and yet my friends can not help but still rage on about the Miss Saigon incident back in high school… To be honest I, myself still go on about the whole thing. I don’t know why but that whole incident still rankles. You know, like it still pisses a lot of people probably due to the unanswered question, Why? I mean why did we lose?
Talking about the whole Saigon thing also allowed me to explore why until now I am still annoyed at the fact that we lost. I mean if this is plain sour graping then this is too much and “so melodramatic.” I guess at that time I was angry because yeah, we lost and I was frustrated and I so badly wanna win. But now, looking back, and exploring my current feelings I feel rather indifference vacillating with anger and indignation that stems more from a sense of injustice and betrayal.
Injustice. At the fact that the effort we made on the whole production was not recognized. I mean, I can safely say that at that time everybody cooperated and did their part. Yes, there were squabbles and hurt feelings but all in all the whole section worked. We worked as a team. Even the boys are present and accounted for during practice and dress rehearsals. They even provided and looked for their own costumes not waiting for the others to provide them with what they need. They memorized their lines and practiced their choreography until such time as they deemed it perfect. Classmate would coach and help other classmate memorize their lines and dance routines. The production staff and the props people were able to produce the bed needed for a scene, an “iron and steel fence” that we have to borrow from, I believe, the gym. The people assigned to produce the background and other stuff were able to produce a relatively good helicopter and the props people were able to make it “move” as if ready to take off. And let’s not forget we had to “import” a child that acted as Kim’s son. That kid that we had to coach and “train” to cry and act his part. Oh, and yeah the change in scenery was highlighted by the fact that we have background changes and I must say the transition from one background to another was rather smooth. I feel that an injustice was done to us at the fact that we poured our hearts into making this production the best that we could.
Betrayal. I feel betrayed at the fact that the very people we thought would be there to guide us and help us were not there.( I’m not trying to blame people here this is just what I feel.) And if the whole thing is just a students only production then why did the other group had a “coach” from the Drama Club adviser herself! And why is it that the other group is composed of students from more than one section! And if the case is that all students of one teacher can be “merged” then why were we made to shoulder all the expenses of the production ourselves? Why were we not given or at least there was a suggestion of names of students that could’ve helped us, like in the making of props, background and such? Betrayal at the fact that nobody “defended” us when there was a question of why they won. I feel like we were left to fend for ourselves. (Now I’m getting pissed again) I mean people tell us our play was good and that some teachers even shed tears during the dramatic parts of the scene….but why? Why is it that nobody defended us at that time? And everybody knows that one of the crucial elements for a good story is a climax…and the other group did not have a climax! (for crying out loud!) what was their climax? The kissing scene? Which I must say looked pretty awkward. I must also mention that there was a change of one judge in the middle of the contest…
These days I try to shrug the whole thing off and think that it never happened…but I still don’t wanna interact with, you know, them.
See also:
Janice's Blog of the Month
Eduardo's Blog of the Month
Talking about the whole Saigon thing also allowed me to explore why until now I am still annoyed at the fact that we lost. I mean if this is plain sour graping then this is too much and “so melodramatic.” I guess at that time I was angry because yeah, we lost and I was frustrated and I so badly wanna win. But now, looking back, and exploring my current feelings I feel rather indifference vacillating with anger and indignation that stems more from a sense of injustice and betrayal.
Injustice. At the fact that the effort we made on the whole production was not recognized. I mean, I can safely say that at that time everybody cooperated and did their part. Yes, there were squabbles and hurt feelings but all in all the whole section worked. We worked as a team. Even the boys are present and accounted for during practice and dress rehearsals. They even provided and looked for their own costumes not waiting for the others to provide them with what they need. They memorized their lines and practiced their choreography until such time as they deemed it perfect. Classmate would coach and help other classmate memorize their lines and dance routines. The production staff and the props people were able to produce the bed needed for a scene, an “iron and steel fence” that we have to borrow from, I believe, the gym. The people assigned to produce the background and other stuff were able to produce a relatively good helicopter and the props people were able to make it “move” as if ready to take off. And let’s not forget we had to “import” a child that acted as Kim’s son. That kid that we had to coach and “train” to cry and act his part. Oh, and yeah the change in scenery was highlighted by the fact that we have background changes and I must say the transition from one background to another was rather smooth. I feel that an injustice was done to us at the fact that we poured our hearts into making this production the best that we could.
Betrayal. I feel betrayed at the fact that the very people we thought would be there to guide us and help us were not there.( I’m not trying to blame people here this is just what I feel.) And if the whole thing is just a students only production then why did the other group had a “coach” from the Drama Club adviser herself! And why is it that the other group is composed of students from more than one section! And if the case is that all students of one teacher can be “merged” then why were we made to shoulder all the expenses of the production ourselves? Why were we not given or at least there was a suggestion of names of students that could’ve helped us, like in the making of props, background and such? Betrayal at the fact that nobody “defended” us when there was a question of why they won. I feel like we were left to fend for ourselves. (Now I’m getting pissed again) I mean people tell us our play was good and that some teachers even shed tears during the dramatic parts of the scene….but why? Why is it that nobody defended us at that time? And everybody knows that one of the crucial elements for a good story is a climax…and the other group did not have a climax! (for crying out loud!) what was their climax? The kissing scene? Which I must say looked pretty awkward. I must also mention that there was a change of one judge in the middle of the contest…
These days I try to shrug the whole thing off and think that it never happened…but I still don’t wanna interact with, you know, them.
See also:
Janice's Blog of the Month
Eduardo's Blog of the Month
Blog of the Month Part 2 (February) - Things that Remind Me of my [Existing] TAF Friends
As a rather “silent” blunt and sometimes scathing person (which is probably one of the reasons why it took me a long time to find my own “click”), I count myself lucky that I have friends that are still with me all these years. They stubbornly kept in touch and kept me updated with the rest of our friends, stubbornly dragging me to parties and events that allowed the group to bond and update each other.
These friends I value more because of what I learned from them and for making me become a better person (I hope).
Eduardo – Well, for me he is the group’s leader. He usually organizes us and starts up parties and events that bond the group. He’s also sorta pushy and pressures us to do stuff…like this blog (hehehe). I also remember the “flying carpet” back in elementary(“,) And then there was the time, back in high school, when he made me a courier of his gifts and flowers. And then the time he sent an SMS while I was in the middle of the Agusan River riding a motorized banca telling me…secret!hehehehe!
Janice – I’ll always remember Janice as a really big basketball fan…Purefoods right? Her artistry has always impressed me and her patience and loyalty to her friends.
Junnah – What I remember most about Junnah is that she has a great voice and really nice hair (quite recently her glutathione biz). I also remember her being called as “lousy cadet” and “goody goody” coz she tends to say good things (bordering on lies or to put it nicely really, really stretching the truth) about stuff that if it was Eduardo or I commenting would have been really, really mean. And yeah, her vanity on her hair for me is…well, imagine (back in high school) walking from our THE classroom which is like a 100 or so meters to our PE class with an umbrella over her head and combing her hair.
Leah – I remember her for listening and sympathizing with me on certain things that have happened (remember my Nasipit experience with Janice A.?) And her good fine motor skills in our THE projects. Also she’s remarkable for her patience and diligence in transferring texts from a book to her notebook like word for word. I remembered I borrowed one of her notebooks to be checked as mine at one point in our high school career. hehehe!
Honey – I remember Honey for her agreeable personality. For me Honey seems to avoid conflicts of any sort. I also remember her and Janice’s crushes and their code names”,) Also that she gets easily affected by what other people say especially about her (like there was a time somebody thinks she’s not good enough to be in the choir) and she cries readily.
Sam – I remember Sam to be always, if not usually, surrounded by girls back in high school…I dunno why… may be because they already know he’s “safe.” I also remember studying at his house and being tutored by Ma’am Egam (remember our practice exam?) hehehe! Also I remember the times when he’d asked the driver of the motorized trisikad to drop me off first and go back to his place or he’d pick me up at home.
Kimberly – I’ll always remember Kim as somebody calm and collected. She rarely gets ruffled and I don’t remember Kim’s voice really raised in anger.
Ian – With Ian, I’ll remember him as somebody soft-spoken and kinda polished. I don’t remember seeing Ian angry. And we usually hangout at their place if not at Junnah’s. And yeah, I’ll always remember him as a Boy Scout.
Edelyn – I used to be “scared” of Edz (until now) coz am not sure if her sarcasm is just a joke or it’s the real thing. I remember her being at odds with my younger sister when we had a practice to my house.
Guy – I remember Guy for letting Eduardo go to his house (Guy’s house) to practice for a Values Ed presentation while the rest of the group including Guy are still in school.
I also want to say thank you TAF…for putting up with me and staying with me. Thank you for your patience and for believing in me.
Thank you dear friends(“,)
Anna
See also:
Janice's Blog of the Month
Eduardo's Blog of the Month
These friends I value more because of what I learned from them and for making me become a better person (I hope).
Eduardo – Well, for me he is the group’s leader. He usually organizes us and starts up parties and events that bond the group. He’s also sorta pushy and pressures us to do stuff…like this blog (hehehe). I also remember the “flying carpet” back in elementary(“,) And then there was the time, back in high school, when he made me a courier of his gifts and flowers. And then the time he sent an SMS while I was in the middle of the Agusan River riding a motorized banca telling me…secret!hehehehe!
Janice – I’ll always remember Janice as a really big basketball fan…Purefoods right? Her artistry has always impressed me and her patience and loyalty to her friends.
Junnah – What I remember most about Junnah is that she has a great voice and really nice hair (quite recently her glutathione biz). I also remember her being called as “lousy cadet” and “goody goody” coz she tends to say good things (bordering on lies or to put it nicely really, really stretching the truth) about stuff that if it was Eduardo or I commenting would have been really, really mean. And yeah, her vanity on her hair for me is…well, imagine (back in high school) walking from our THE classroom which is like a 100 or so meters to our PE class with an umbrella over her head and combing her hair.
Leah – I remember her for listening and sympathizing with me on certain things that have happened (remember my Nasipit experience with Janice A.?) And her good fine motor skills in our THE projects. Also she’s remarkable for her patience and diligence in transferring texts from a book to her notebook like word for word. I remembered I borrowed one of her notebooks to be checked as mine at one point in our high school career. hehehe!
Honey – I remember Honey for her agreeable personality. For me Honey seems to avoid conflicts of any sort. I also remember her and Janice’s crushes and their code names”,) Also that she gets easily affected by what other people say especially about her (like there was a time somebody thinks she’s not good enough to be in the choir) and she cries readily.
Sam – I remember Sam to be always, if not usually, surrounded by girls back in high school…I dunno why… may be because they already know he’s “safe.” I also remember studying at his house and being tutored by Ma’am Egam (remember our practice exam?) hehehe! Also I remember the times when he’d asked the driver of the motorized trisikad to drop me off first and go back to his place or he’d pick me up at home.
Kimberly – I’ll always remember Kim as somebody calm and collected. She rarely gets ruffled and I don’t remember Kim’s voice really raised in anger.
Ian – With Ian, I’ll remember him as somebody soft-spoken and kinda polished. I don’t remember seeing Ian angry. And we usually hangout at their place if not at Junnah’s. And yeah, I’ll always remember him as a Boy Scout.
Edelyn – I used to be “scared” of Edz (until now) coz am not sure if her sarcasm is just a joke or it’s the real thing. I remember her being at odds with my younger sister when we had a practice to my house.
Guy – I remember Guy for letting Eduardo go to his house (Guy’s house) to practice for a Values Ed presentation while the rest of the group including Guy are still in school.
I also want to say thank you TAF…for putting up with me and staying with me. Thank you for your patience and for believing in me.
Thank you dear friends(“,)
Anna
See also:
Janice's Blog of the Month
Eduardo's Blog of the Month
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