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Bicycle MIA For 2 Years (J-Christmas Special)

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I now have every reason why I should hate myself every December 27. It was the day I lost my bike which I only had for a year. Nakakapanghinayang but its true, everything I own disappears.

I hate myself because I let it happen.

         December 25, 2005 was the day when I have what I touted to be the greatest gift I ever have, next to the miracle that it is my I-Pod Nano (but I got that the next year). A bicycle was given to me as a gift from my ninong and my ninang (siblings of my mom). It’s been a while since I last had one that’s why I  was grateful that I get to have this one-of-a-kind gift.

           The next year, I celebrated me and my bike’s first and only anniversary together :0. The next day, i took a whole afternoon ride with my bike, cruising around the picturesque fishing village of Coloong in Valenzuela. The place is so quiet and peaceful, nothing but the chirps of the birds and the horns of traveling non-motorized sidecars (de padyak).

The following day, December 27, 2006, I took advatange of a newly paved provincial road in Obando, Bulacan right across the border from my house so I decided to cruise there as well after I went somewhere else using my bike.

              I don’t know what I was thinking but I was darn surprised to see my dad (who supposedly was away for buying groceries) at home cleaning the car. I panicked, at first I thought my dad might scold me for taking my bike to just somwhere. I never knew the limits of how far I could go with the bike but the limit my dad gave me was strictly within our subdivision (which is no longer a biker’s paradise than it was 10 years ago). I decided to park my bike just beside our garagedoor OUTSIDE the house and watched it over from our roof deck. While figuring out how I could bring my bike inside the house, I was there guarding it all the way up there.

      But I let my guard down when I had to eat dinner with my family. Thoughts of my bike filled my head.

But it was too late.

   The moment I finished my meal, I checked outside and my bike is GONE! I don’t what to do, I don’t know how I could explain it to my parents. It was a foolish thing that I parked it there outside! Grrr…

I asked our neighbors if the saw a bike that was parking outside our garagedoor and one of them said that she saw one of the servants from next door took it inside. We went f=there and asked the owner if they, in any chance, had his servants take my bike. He denied the allegations.

But the neighbor insisted that she saw  the old man next door ordered his servant to take the bike. But we can’t forcibly make him admit that “stole” the bike, without good evidence other than just witness accounts. (The old man is still alive BTW).

My kuya was the first from my family to noticed that my bike was missing, 2 days after it disappeared. I can’t explain to him but the only thing that I said is that I let it happen. Eventually, my parents found out and my dad was furious. Cut the long story short, he scolded me and called me insulting and verbally-abusing (that’s how my guidance counselor see it as such) names, yada yada.

The following days, hopeful that I could still locate my beloved bicycle had since then keep a solid eye on every bicycle I see on the streets, fearing that it may have been mine that they were using.

    The same time, I was having thoughts of what I should have done if I was at the same scene again otehr than just parked the bike outside the house. I should have had the bike kept by one of my most trusting neighbors so that at least I know that my bike is safe with them.  Or, had I did park it outside, I should have excused myself from dinner and secretly bring the bicycle inside the garage via the garage door but in a very quiet way.

And tomorrow, i’m going to celebrate the second anniversary of my bike being on M.I.A. status. Waghhh!

Ang laki kong tanga!!

[Dapat last year ko na ito sinulatsa Multiply pero busy ako noon kaya nakalimutan ko]

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侮辱或涵义？

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種類の侮辱か含意。 彼は私達のものはであるが、彼が外国人の仕事を愛顧するもの軽視する。 彼はテレビのよい物を認める標準の最高を余りに有する。

少し前に、考えの議論はDLSU-Mからの私起こったと私の友人の間に増加しなさい。 それは私が彼によって誤解された信じる主題上の私達の意見を表明することの精神にだけあった。しかし私は彼が意味した何を私があるので私は余りにこの主題の後ろの実質の土に気づくにはべきであること私がこれをいかに言うか、理由、CSBのマルチメディアの画学生驚きだった。


私がまだマルチメディアの画学生の視点のトピックを見る位置にないが私はちょうど私達が媒体(テレビ、ラジオ、映画、等)の分野の私達の仕事を批判することを継続したら虚心でありよいよ来る信じない私達に今あるものが以来のTV競技場の既存の分野の進行中の改善である。

しかし彼はのDLSU-Mの人”の学生として、それを言った; De La Salle (-) [聖者の大学] Benilde” 私は彼が彼自身そう言ったように、”彼のポイント(広告の専攻学生があっている彼)がつかめるべきである; 私は、であるCSB学生意味する。 単語’を作りなさい; De La Salle Benilde’ “を言う部品を意味しなさい; De La Salle”。

全く表面の穿孔器、私は理解することを彼がちょうど言ったことをによって彼の含意を試みた。 彼はことを”の一部分として意味するかもしれない; De La Salle” Benildeanが彼がLasallianとして持っている同じ視点を共有するべきであると同時に私の意見(彼に従って)。 しかし私は自分自身に尋ねる: 彼はなぜこれら二つの明瞭な学校が学生のための同じ理想そして視野を共有するべきであると考えるか。 彼がCSBの学生のについて知らない、私はDLSU-M学生であることについてのどちらかを知っている多くの事がある。

私が信じるように、La Salleマニラは他に類似したほとんどのコースの従来の大学、である。 確実一般教養科目の大学は等量設計および芸術の私の自身のCSBの学校に多かれ少なかれであるが、まだ、それぞれは他と別の方向を取る。 CSBは、彼が想像できるよりより多くの方法で同じでないDLSU-Mである。 どんなCSBが以外”として記述されているか; 学習者centered” 施設は、Benildeの学生学校に十分に私達の特性を表現するために私達を防ぐ服装規定があっても、より多彩、独特、より独立している。


本当に、UAAPの季節の間に、Lasallianの学校の残り、またCSBはそこに特によい相棒Ateneo deマニラに対して凹む時はいつでもDLSU-Mの緑の射手を支えること常にである。 大学はまたそれらがかつて重要部分大学のだったが、意味しない根を私達が”として永久に知られていなければならないことを見、永久に感謝している; La Salle”からのその学校;。 CSBは異なる敢えてするそれ自身”としてだけ知られている学校がちょうどLaのSalleの学校として識別されないようにしない; Benilde” 確認されるべきそれのためのDe La Salleの一流の必要無し。 CSBがDLSU-Mの場所を取ったNCAAの経糸ガイド、私達は”として単に知られている; CSB” DLSの頭文字引いて(専門事項しかしそれの主題は学校が来たもの)だった知られていることを。

すべてのBenildeansへの共通の考えはその”である; De La Salle” ちょうど姓はあり、CSBの過去の加入をDLSU-M内の大学として示す。 しかし私達の名はあり、”ただある; Benilde”。 従って私達の母学校と視点を共有するCSBに専有物の心があれば、必ずしも一致し彼らの目で私達が見るほしいと思うものに必要性はなぜか。

私達がMMA学生として教えられている何を広告学生が、権利同じでなくてもよろしくないので彼に何が教えられたか。 彼はことをI can’信じる; tはどんなhe’か見る; それにもかかわらず私を指すことを試みる彼が彼で投げられるよい原料を見損うこと媒体で一般に示されているひとつひとつの事を見る、またsしかし彼は決して変更のための彼の視点を開発することを試み。

彼は彼にそのような物があること彼が彼のいわゆる高水準を有したけれども私が確信しないようにそれらを判断した。 彼はそれにもかかわらず彼のポイント彼があることを意識するには彼が余りに偏られることを証明するのに代りに外国人の仕事を使用した。

1 La Salleがあるまた1のBenildeがある!

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The CSB Experience 2: A break we call “Term Break”

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I was a bit inspired to do this entry although I was originally planning on writing a day-to-day-per-post account of what went on during term break. Given my tendency to convert simple journal entries to long life stories of my experiences in life (HAha!), I decided on merely summarizing and straight forwarding all the events that occurred this term break.

It’s the exact same thing when I did a similarly entry almost a year ago (although that is to shorten some events occurred during the 1st term last year and placed them all in one blog).

Saturday, August 30: The Ortigas Adventure
(For full details, check my other entry)
-My mom wanted me to retrieve my broken Samsung F770 phone from Greenhills after she disapproved on fixing it on a repair fee valued the same as how I bought the phone in the first place.
 Since I was in Ortigas anyway (again!), I went on a walking trip and went to Jollibee Plaza, and that means walking past across San Juan, Mandaluyong and Pasig. Walked across Megamall, The Podium, St. Francis Square, the parking lot beside it, the ghostly avenues of ADB and Opal.
 I met a hustler who want to sell me a Rolex, took a short break in Ortigas Park, saw Strata Bldg (in God we trust), finally made it to Jollibee Plaza, left the plaza quickly and went back to where I started. Saya , ‘no?
Sunday, August 31: Countdown’s Over, James@18, Powerplant Mall HERE I COME!
-It was actually my idea of spending my birthday in Powerplant in the middle of old suburban Makati City. My first time actually to be there as well as being in Rockwell Center as a whole (except for the Colgate Factory which I vividly remember having going there on a field trip years ago).
  I ate in an Asian-inspired resto, listened to a mini-concert of three musicians each playing a flute, a violin, and a guitar, surprisingly saw Ate’s college friend there in Powerplant, wondered in a Apple store, bought a 9-Disc Spring Waltz DVD collection, went grocery shopping in a Rustan’s Supermarket.
We went home forgetting to buy ice cream and cake for my birthday (a must), it rained that night (Why must it always rain on the most important day of my life?), ate spaghetti, and watched Episode 1 of Spring Waltz.
I forgot, I finally get to drink my first beer legally. But I have to contend by starting it out with drinking San Mig Light for the time being.
Monday, September 1: The RT Adventure a.k.a. Aymadi-El a.k.a. Mistaken Event
(For fuller details about my trip in RT and the course card thing, check my previous posts)
-I was awake as early as 4:30, never slept again by 5. That morning, I turned the radio around 5:30 and started waiting for the big event to happen. By 6, 99.5 went back on air as “99.5 RT”. It started with Joshua intending to forget that 99.5’s not HiT nor Campus anymore but once again RT.
Around 8, I left home to get my course cards. I found out later that day that I’m officially a Dean’s Lister! How cool is that?! 
Around 1 in the afternoon, I waited a whole hour to meet up with Jeco, and spent 90% of what’s left of my cellphone just to text him but with no returning reply. We were supposed to have a business appointment with regards to some matters pertaining to business (redundant!). He answered hours later, and to make the long story short, we rearranged another meeting on Thursday.
Past 3, I went to Paragon Plaza in Mandaluyong to visit for the first time a radio station, 99.5 RT. Got to meet a lot of popular DJ’s there, mostly now-former jocks from Jam, Magic, and Campus. Met some cyberfriends from Pex in the flesh and stayed there till 7 pm. 
A lot of things happened for one whole day!
Tuesday, September 2: The Homebody, The Dog Poo, and The Mac-Filled Holiday
-I started the day by turning on the hose and washed my house’s two driveways (yes, we have two garages, one for our Revo, the other for my mom’s carpool van and our other family car, the Fortuner) so that i could clear them from the dog poo’s that accumulated from the past night. How I wish we have barangay ordinance requiring dog-owners on cleaning up the mess their dogs have caused to create mass havoc and hysteria in the neighborhood.
I spent the rest of the day trying to get used to using my Mac (Yes, it is somehow mine, or at least 50% of it since I have to share this to my mom 50% of the time). I ate spaghetti with my unemployed sister. Decided later that afternoon to lay-off from the Mac at the time being to be able to watch my fave telenovelas on TV5 and Channel 2.
Wednesday, September 3: Life is a Beautiful Waltz
-I spent most of the morning on finishing Disc 1 of my Spring Waltz DVD. I skipped some parts about the lead’s past as children (mostly the boring childhood happy scenes). I really enjoyed watching it, at least I have something to do to pass of the time. I also did laundry since it didn’t rain that day (Busy bee). I learned that Andres was killed by Isabel in “El Cuerpo Del Deseo”, Candy’s secret almost got exposed by her ex-husband in “Las Tontas No Van Cielo” and Jeanie brought her Nursing friends to her family summer trip in “They Kiss Again”.
That afternoon, I went to the gym finally after a week full of exams. At 8pm, went home, ate dinner, did some Mac-ing, watched My Girl, Iisa Pa Lamang, Dyesebel (no thanks to my Ate), Ako si Kim Samsoon (again no thanks to my Ate), and PDA. All before going to sleep.
Thursday, September 4: Enrollment and a RevisiT Well-Prepared, and Meeting The Bedan Boys Plus a Fatima Guy; A Story of Coincidences

– I went to school for my enrollment. Geez, the line in accounting is so freaking long! Got to sleep while waiting for my turn. Luckily I was awake long enough to hear my name.
Oh yeah, I submitted to Sir Dave Caballero my overdue photocopied course card from Bmat2x which I took as a summer course earlier this year. I also met up with Coco, Pax, and Sheena.
I promised Niko B. that I’m gonna take pictures of RT the moment I go there again. Met Ron/Jagger/Valentine on board. I finally took pictures, sketched a drawing of the radio booth, and met up with Lellie again! I also met some fellow listeners, 2 guys from San Beda, and the other from Fatima (Valenzuela). As the world is indeed small, one of them is a former gradeschool buddy of my best friend in Valenzuela. What a coincidence.
Rode the wrong train ride home on the MRT. I was supposed to go southbound back to EDSA but went unknowingly on a northbound train. Another coincidence when I was in the same bus going from North Avenue/Trinoma to Monumento/Caloocan with guys I met in RT, Benny of Fatima and fellow ka-Valenzuela, Ramon. The other guy already left earlier. All three of us rode the same jeepney en route to Polo. What a coincidence, AGAIN!
Forgot to mention, something came up so Jeco and I had to rearranged our supposed meeting on the following Friday. This time is for good.
I thought it was my turn to wash dishes for that night’s dinner but Jorge did all that. By the way, I fell asleep on the couch while waiting for My Girl to return after a long set of commercials. I woke up at 10:30 pm, My Girl was already over, and PDA is already half-way through its episode. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and went to sleep. Jorge was using the Mac. I woke up the following day seeing my Mac is not inside its bag.
Friday, September 5: FINALLY!

-Gladly, no more delays, no more sudden external factors, and no more scheduling conflicts. Jeco and I finally met up so that we’d be able to fully complete our business transaction. He got the t-shirts I ordered from Graphiquetee, I got the Php600.00 payment. We set the final venue in Jollibee-Bayan in Malabon. Our schedules despite having the same trimestral break week had conflicting times that prevented us to do the transaction at the soonest possible time. 
Although one of the shirts I found some anomaly, I was satisfied with it. At the very least, I could always order another, albeit one t-shirt the next time.
My dad didn’t go to work in order for him do something for his masteral’s. I went to gym again but was saddened to learn of an impending increase on their rates on the 15th. How sad.
Later that day, I also had my two newly-delivered shirts washed so that I could use them for the 1st week of the 2nd term. 
I was able to watch the finale episode of My Girl, but unfortunately failed to see the heart shaped formed by Julian and Jasmine (I got to watched it on Youtube later the next day). Albert Siochi, Fred’s cousin texted me that ex-classmate Bianca’s character, Betty in Dyesebel, finally woke up after a month-long coma earlier in the series.
Saturday, September 6: Palengke Day with a New Haircut
-Ate Jade went to her friend’s birthday party ala children’s outreach program, my dad left for school, my mom’s away for her weekly beauty facial in Binondo, and Kuya is yet to leave for Mapua. I was tasked with Jorge to buy things in the market, ALONE! Good thing Ate wrote a list of things we are to buy: 3 kilos of chicken, 6 kilos of alumahid, 3 pieces of milkfishes/bangus (1 for pangdaing, the other 2 for pangsinigang). And vegetables. 
We ate lugaw after and later had my hair cut in my usual barbershop. I was surprised to see that they disassembled the glass doors and windows along with the airconditioner which used to keep the place cool. They did that because of their employer’s financial constraints.
One thing I didn’t like while I was there is that the barber who’s cutting my hair was in the middle of smoking from his cigarette. It’s not that I despise smokers or anything but I dislike him for his lack of good work etiquette. It was really uncomfortable on my part as a client but I couldn’t say anything since that’d be rude of me to just do that. Fortunately, he had his cigarette placed on some shelf but the smoke coming out is still getting to my nose.
I just realized that he had my bangs cut too short.
Later that night, I wrote a poem called “One August Morning” which is largely inspired by an experience I had during National Heroes’ Day Holiday, August 26, Monday morning.
Before going to bed, I read “Posh and Becks”
Sunday, September 7: A Break We Call “Term Break”

-Except for the usual attendance of Sunday Mass and going to South Supermarket to get some groceries, we went to The Block to eat lunch. We also went to its Executive Optical branch in order to get myself a new pair of glasses. I guess it’s not time for me to have my own pair of hard contacts just yet. My new frames will be ready though by Tuesday. I also bought my own pair of Bermuda shorts, hahaha!
We ate dinner, I watched the second-to-the-last episode of 7th Heaven, and Ghost Whisperer, and prayed the rosary. And as of this writing (11:40pm), I’m typing my new entry for the J-Blog Files and having it reposted on Facebook. Just before I go to bed, I’m also planning to continue reading “Posh and Becks” by Andrew Morton. 
Hay! After an hour and 45 minutes of writing this piece (11:45 pm), I now close this off with a very interesting video i want to share with you:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gCou_PLZ8m8

(Finally got this uploaded despite low connection speed at 12:38 am!)



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