The root of it all...


the infected one...


hail the dyosa!

Nasa car kasi ako nun hindi ako nagmarcha from Bangkusay to Chinese Cemetery. Kaya nauna na kami dun. Since wala akong magawa, nagemote emote muna ako:


Ang panget

Tribute to Melissa

i love this!

Nakasmile eh

Nakasmile pa din eh

Ayan emote nah! Whahahah!

Looking at the sky.


Syemrpe nakijoin saken ang pamangkin kong si Nicole. Ayan, manang mana saken sa kalandian!

Antaray ng projection!!!!

With my favorite pamangkins Nicole and Margaret

Ang ganda namin ni Nicole dito! Love it!

We were all wearing this shirt. It was a proclamation that we pay tribute to our dear cousin, Isang. She's just my age. She's just a month older than me. But now, I will be older than her after 2 months.

Hindi pa rin namin alam ang totoong nangyari. It am disappointed that the family doesn't want to dig up the incident. OK na wala na si Isang, pero sana malaman man lamang sana namin yung nangyari sa kanya. Alam kong may kagagahan ang bruhang yun, pero no one deserves to die young. Naiwan na nya ngayon yung inaanak kong si Brent. Oh well, Sangski, kung nasan ka man ngayon, alagaan mo nalang kaming nabubuhay pa, especially si Brent ha. I promise I will do my best para alagaan din sya. =D

T_T Hindi pa ako umiiyak actually, hindi ko pa kasi hinahalungkat yung pics nmin eh. Pero baka magnakita ko yung pics namin together maiyak nalang akong bigla... Goodbye Isang!!!

From this...




To this!!!



Kung kelan ka naman nakapagstyle na hair tska umuulan! Ang saya saya!

ang lakas ng trip ng magulang mo at pinangalanan kang GAYLORD??? Aayaw kaba? O susunod ka na langs a gusto nila? Hihihi!

Ewan ko baket ba pag nag-uusap kami lage ni Joey eh baket laging tungkol kay Alberchie. Fan kasi ng loveteam namin ang bakla eh! Wahahahaha! Anyhoo, marame na naman akong nalamang chizzmax. Apparently maraming kabatch namin ang nagbabasa ng blog ko. Well hindi lang naman ng blog ko, pati din yung iba pang members ng ChE blog connection. At pag nagsulat daw ako about Alberchie, talk of the town daw! Nakakaloka! Mega chizzmax siguro tong mga to! Nacurious tuloy ako. Anyhoo, may point din si baklerj, kaya daw ako iniiwasan ni Alberchie pag maraming tao, lalo na pag ksama namin yung mg kabatch namin para iwas na din sa mga malilisyosong mata at tukso ng mga kabatch namin.

Ayan, sige magchizzmaxan galore kayo! Go lang! You have my blessing! Pero e2 lang masasabi ko! Watch ang video!



Naks! talk of the town ulet! Wahhahah!

Not true. Definitely! Hihi!

After a long wait to have a seat here in my favorite computer rental shop, I finally had a spot. During this long wait, I was able to watch for more than an hour this game called Audition. It's not new to me, actually, some of my friends play it. The closest is Arnie. I was enticed to play the game. I just find the characters so cute and the dances so cool. My online problem is that, the dance in the Club is not for Club dancing. Seryoso sila pang-club dance yung Break dance? Hihi! But anyhoo, I was definitely enticed to play the game. I'll play the game one of these days.

Napatawa nalang bigla yung classroom namin nang biglang sabihin ni Ma'am Berna ang isang line na alam mong kasama sa lesson pero alam mong joke yun.

"Yung Entropy Magulo talaga yan, kaya nga sya Entropy eh!"

Bwahahah! Can't relate? Study Physical Chemistry or Thermodynamics!

Honestly, I feel like there's no traffic in my blog. I mean, there is rarely a comment. But after I have incorporated a hit counter I am surprised to find out that as of two days after integrating the counter here is the official count:


A real surprise!! Thank You dear readers!

Happy birthday to my bet in Starstruck batch 4, Mart Escudero! Woohoo!!! I love you Mart and I will continue to support you in any endeavor that you will do in the future! Woohoo!!!

i don't care. What I know is, the boys that Rochelle is pinning to is cute! hihi!

I was watching Chelsea Lately last night and I have an objection regarding one of the round table panels’ statement. Jo Koy is half Filipino and he said that there is no Fried rice as a Filipino dish. Hellour!? Hasn’t he eaten Sinangag yet? English: Fried Rice; Filipino: Sinangag; I love eating sinangag in the morning. How can he possibly say that there is no fried rice in the Philippines?


Presenting the typical Filipino breakfast:
The Tuyo with Sinangag

I was busy then blogging in a computer shop when my cellphone rang. I was receiving a phone call from an unknown number. I answered the call and was at first excited when a male voice patched from the audio. My hopes were then dissolved when I found out the male voice I’m speaking to belongs to Kuya Juan. Kuya Juan is the former president of the UST-Chemical Engineering Society and I served under his term as the Vice chair of the then newly founded, Creative Services Committee. He called me because he wants to invite me to join in a business venture. He was doing it as a sideline and believed that I qualify for his next associate. It sounded good to me, although I am having doubts already about it. I kept on remembering the “business” in Ortigas. Anyway, he asked me if I was interested and I confirmed. He then said that he will book me on March 28, Saturday. OK, I replied.

A few days passed, I found out that I have a meeting with my Legal Officers that Saturday in the morning and then TP4 in the afternoon. I immediately texted Kuya Juan to have my schedule changed. It took him a day to reply and confirmed that he will book me earlier, March 27, Friday at the same time of 6 pm. I confirmed to finalize that time and cleared my schedule for any other appointments that day.

March 27, 2009: Friday.
I left our house some time around 3:30 pm. I walked towards Tayuman St. which I normally do during class days. I took a jeep to LRT Tayuman Station, and then rode a train to Gil Puyat Station. I went down to the side where there is a mall beside the station steps. I decided to walk towards the direction counter the flow of traffic. I looked for a signage of Guadalupe because it was my sister’s instruction. Days before the agreed date, I asked my sister for directions because she’s working in Medicard in Makati. I rode a jeep and I texted my sister for more instructions like landmarks that I need to watch out for. She replied, “Mcdo sa kanan, Caltex at Petron sa kaliwa na magkasunod.” Incidentally, the moment I received the text, I was already in the area. Good thing that the traffic light in the intersection was colored red. I immediately disembarked the jeep and search for the texted address of the building. I asked a traffic enforcer for directions but his direction wasn’t that conclusive and he kept on pointing to a direction. I followed his pointed direction and then crossed the street to the other side. I was pretty cautious because I know for a fact that jaywalking is a crime in Makati and I can be in serious trouble if I get caught. I decided to follow this street where there was a bank on my right side. While walking, my cellphone exploded with Earl’s song signifying that I received a text message:

”Saw u at export bank… Got no load… Wula lang… ktapos lng ng exam… Whew… Ingat.”

Even though it didn’t contain any name I knew it was from Dadee. I punched in letters and then replied. I resumed my Makati adventure with a smile and was surprised to be in dela Rosa? De Leon? St. I forgot sorry! Anyhoo, I know the place because the building of Family First Insurances is located here. My mom and I used to go here to finish up some papers regarding our insurance. I turned left to that street because of adventurer’s instinct told me to. After going straight for a minute, I reached a corner with a very big intersection. I saw an underpass and decided to cross to the other side towards the building where the Family First Insurance is located. I was surprised to see that the underpass has escalators in it. I followed the trail of people going the down the pathway and was already crossing the street when my adventurer’s instinct once again tipped me to cross the other way. There was another path leading to the side of the Ayala Museum. I followed my instincts and resurfaced in the façade of the Ayala Museum. I walked concurrent to the direction of the exit of the underpass. Soon, the pavement is turning to the right because the building has a rounded structure. I asked a seemingly kind enforcer for another set of directions. This time he gave me a very very detailed one. He told me to turn right and I will arrive in dela Costa St., the one I’m after. Then, go straight ahead and I will find the building I am looking for.

I followed his direction. I walked and walked in the dela Costa St. I thought of many things while I kept walking and walking still in the dela Costa stretch. My God! I’m still walking. Walk. Walk. Walk. Walk. Wait! I stopped for a moment because I recognized a logo embedded in a high rise building. It’s a combo of red and blue colors. I immediately knew that is the logo of Petron.


I thought that this maybe the building where my professor in Chemical Process and Industries, Sir Tengkiat, have his office. I continued on with my search of the meeting place by again, walking in dela Costa St. I saw a horizontal sort of like panel that seemed to me like the MRT track. ”Anu ba yan, nasa Guadalupe station na ata ako bat di ko pa nakikita yung building?” I thought. But upon closer look, it was just a bridge connecting two buildings which are across each other. Looking at the bridge, on my right across the street is like a cafeteria, a very shala shala cafeteria. On my left, is a building whose entrance has a sign, “No ID, No Entry”. I passed under the bridge and I began to turn left because there were fences showing that direction. I was surprised to see such a Metropolis and figured I should turn back. My instinct told me to cross the street to the other side where I would cross the other end of the bridge. It was to my surprise that the building I’m looking for is actually the one with the No ID no entry sign. I texted Kuya Juan to inform him that I’m already in the vicinity. I checked my watch and was surprised that it was just half after 5 pm. I was a bit impatient, since Kuya Juan didn’t reply that quickly. I observed the people entering the premises of the building. They are not wearing any ID and the guard permits them to enter. Since I need to use the comfort room, I decided to go up since I know the floor where I’m going. I reached the floor and proceeded to the comfort room that I immediately spotted because of the sign on the ceiling. It was during this time that I saw the name of the company that I was supposed to be sson be affiliated with. While doing my thing in the CR, my phone vibrated heralding Kuya Juan’s reply. He said that I’m so early and that he is still in the office.

It was after a series of texts that I decided to eat at the nearby cafeteria. There, I ate a solo pizza from the Lot’s a pizza stand and drank a bottle of water from Plato Wraps. While waiting for my order to come, I was still in contact with Kuya Juan. His messages say that he asked his superiors to talk to me yada yada. It was during this time that I remembered the other “business” that I made such an effort to go to in Ortigas. So I asked Kuya Juan and his superiors if the company has another branch in Ortigas. They later confirmed that it does. In the end, I was not looking at the sister company of the other “business” in Ortigas, but the same company. I am just wasting time, I told myself. But for the sake of professionalism, I stayed and returned to the floor.

There I met Kuya Juan’s associate and their superior. I engaged in a very formal conversation with the two. They keep on insisting that I stay for the talk but I resisted by saying that I already know what the talk will tackle. Thank God that they finally released me. The only consolation I had was seeing Mr. Commerce 2005. Woohoo! So hot! Hihi! Before I left the premises, I texted Kuya Juan: “I left the place graciously and politlet. Oh ayan ha hindi ako unprofessional.”

I followed my instinct about going home and the next thing I know, I’m in a jeep to Buendia. From there I rode a jeep to Divisoria then went straight home.


Have you seen infinity?

I’m still not over the fact that Dadee is the top 1 Nursing Student of STI Makati. I’m so so proud! So we cheer you on Dadee! Eljhay and I!!! NUMBER 1!!!



You’re the best Dadee!!! Next stop! Top 1 Nursing Licensure Exams! Go go go Dadee! I know you can do it!!!

I was socializing with my fellow deficient Chemical Engineering students in the Greenhouse when my friend Kai returned with a stack of papers from the Dean’s office. I immediately gave the papers to Ma’am Duran for these papers are the ones used for advising. That’s when Sir Butch invited me to the table to have a little chitchat. He asked me about the plans for the next ChES General Assembly. Well I said I have no power over it because the officers are the ones deciding about the theme. He cited Allan about not winning. As well as telling him, “Bat di ka umattend ng awarding? Bitter ka pa rin?”. Ending with a joke, ”Kapatid sya ni Bitter Ocampo noh”, which made the table laugh.

It was my turn to be advised. I was a bit embarrassed because two of my favorite professors who know me by name and face were in front of me. ”Oh? Bat mo binagsak to? Ay nako…” Ma’am Berna expressed her disappointment. I was smiling just to keep my tensions down while I was scratching the back of my ears. ”OK lang po yan Ma’am, hindi ko pa naman po nabrebreak yung promise ko. Magmamartsa po ako next year promise!”, I replied. But then Sir Butch said, ”Kaya mo naman yun eh iba lang talaga yung priorities mo.” pertaining to my over active extra-curricular activities. “Magaling naman yan, naku, masasaktan ako pag hindi nagmartsa yan next year.” Ma’am Berna’s addendum to the conversation that made my ears flap.

Hearing words of praises from my favorite professors really made my heart jump in joy. I never really expected those words because I am not the academically excellent type of student. Only a few people recognize my prowess and what I notice is that they are all my favorite teachers. It really made me happy that day, now I have a reason to study hard in my last year in Engineering. I will not fail my favorite Chemical Engineering Professor and our dear mother, the Chair of the Chemical Engineering Department of the University of Santo Tomas Faculty of Engineering: Assoc. Prof. Bernadette M. Duran. There will be a new Wilberchie this coming school year so watch out!

”With nothin’ but your T-shirt on…”, I sang cross-armed while I lean against a wall by our half open door. T-shirt raging from my cellphone. I smiled, because I remembered Dadee from that tune that we both favor. A constant chilly wind provided by a nearby electric fan completed my EMO mood. I walked towards our old sofa, lied down and began thinking of my future.


Chemical Engineer? Teacher? or Lawyer?
One more year, I will be receiving my undergraduate degree in Chemical Engineering. But I cannot hide the fact that being a Chemical Engineer is not my dream. My ambition is to become a teacher and I believe that I will be good at it. I do have a knack in teaching; I am able to present information well and am really passionate about the profession. But then there is this new found interest that made me consider another career: Law. Being the Legal Officer of a newly founded political party, it paved the way for me to realize another set of skills that I have hidden in me: writing. Although I write for this blogsite, I tend to be more informal in my writing style because I consider this as my online diary. But as a Legal Officer I am expected to write party stands, amendments, complaints, resolutions, affidavits, etc., all of which requires my skill in technical writing. Another thing is that, I found out that I also have a knack in interpreting laws. This is evident in my law subjects which are PGC and Ethics. I am really considering law as an optional career. But I would need to put it aside for a moment because of financial reasons.

I stood from the wooden furniture and approached yet another wooden furnishing: our dining table. My palette showed interest to have a piece of the caramelized banana that my mother made before she left for Quezon. I took a saucer from our plate cabinet and a fork to partner it. I forked the last two pieces of banana and transferred it to my platelet. I knew something was missing so I went back to the kitchen and obtained my secret ingredient: the coffee creamer. I showered the bananas with the creamer, forked a piece and bit it to my delight.

I have a reputation of having weird taste buds. Well… Some kind of reputation. Hihi! The reason behind is because I do weird things to the things I eat. Here they are:

• I eat ketchup straight from the packaging. You know, the ketchup from the fastfood chains?
  
• I put ketchup in my sundae.
  
• I put creamer in sugar based syrup desserts.
  
• I love french fries in fish ball sauce.
  
• I make instant noodles into instant pancit canton.
  
• I like laing and kesong puti together
  
• I like to fry my fish fillet in cream (Butter + Sugar)

I went upstairs to my room. I comfy myself in my bed and turned on the TV. I surfed for a few seconds for TV shows and settled to my favorite station (Proud to be Kapuso!). I forgot to turn on the fan which has broken switches so I would need to plug it in a socket first. I plugged the wind generator and returned to my warm bed.

It was a very long time since I was able to watch my favorite shows the whole day. It was Saturday so it starts with Yu-Gi-Oh on channel 9. This is the seasons were they fought Malik. Then Ka-blog follows at channel 7 whose topics focus on sports. At 1 pm, replay of Masked Rider Hibiki is on channel 5 and the finale episodes of Special A followed shortly afterwards. Lipgloss that blew me away because an explosion ended the episode leaving the characters drenched in blood. And finally, CSI prime in Studio 23. I love death! Hihi!