I made banners for my ongoing and yet-to-finished blog serials. I’m so itching on finishing two of them while I’m dying to post more entries under the existing ones.

Here they are:

-Isang kuwento tungkol sa mga kaganapan na nauwi sa isang desisyon. Isang pagtatangka. Isang intensyon. Kuwento ito ng isang bagong salang sa mundo nang pagdedebate, kung saan kanyang masasaksi ang kabutihan at kasamaan sa likod ng kanyang pagsapi sa Lipon.

-The mistake of the past. A shot for happiness. A husband who thought it was all over until the day when his wife left him and their two kids. From there, secrets and revelations will lead him to one question: Was it all for nothing?

Yah, self-centered hehehe. Ang dami ko pang puwede i-kuwento tungkol sa isang taon na nahandun ako pero di ko lang mahanap ang tamang mga salita para ma-share ko ito sa inyo. Ang buhay, kultura, at amoy America ay sadyang makulay, kakaiba, at hindi kapanipaniwala.

Enter a world of magic and fantasy. Where the borders of the unreal starts to loosen. A world where evrything’s possible unless proven to be a hallucination created by the mind. Enter to a world of reality and dreams.

Year 2 is now going under wraps so as might be doing a lot of them filed under Year 2. Season 3 will premiere May 2009.

From the creator of The CSB Experience comes the all-new season of hot-sizzling entries filed under one summer experience…just before school starts this coming May.

This is the name of three separate entries of the J-Blog Files under J-Blog, J-Pics, and coming soon…J-Vids. The video version will see the light of day sometime in late April/early May.

Sometimes, one should take the risk of having to go to some unfamiliar place in order to reach one’s final destination. Nevertheless, me and my groupmates are willing to take such a risk so that we’d be able to attend a seminar conducted by the ERDA Foundation.

The foundation is found in a residential area in Sta. Mesa Heights, Quezon City besides Siena College QC. We were able to get there before the prescribed time of 2pm. Since we were hungry, we had lunch at a nearby Chinese restaurant along Banawe.

Ms Jen was nowhere to be found but she sent a proxy prof to guide us. During the course of the meeting, I got to know a lot about the ERDA Foundation, its humble beginnings and the many scholars it had helped and continue to help throughout the years. So there are a lot of things that sure to be ahead us in the coming weeks.

Miscommunication was the theme for the second week. We weren’t able to have a clear contact with our social worker from ERDA and Charlon was way late. He’s supposed to be in charge for the transportation but it was already way past noon when he finally arrived.

We dropped off somewhere near Anda Circle and took a tricycle ride en route to Baseco Compound. We then stopped at the Baseco Compound-Food Terminal where we waited for Ms May R Lim, the social worker sent by ERDA to oversee their operations in the area, who’s supposed to bring us the place where we’re to teach kids there.

We were finally approached by one of the community leaders of Baseco and directed us to the place where we are going to teach. We had about 25 students to teach. The classroom is small but it’s well maintained. But there was no power running so we have to be patient with our situation.

After the session was over, we went straight home.

We were still teaching the afternoon, which wasn’t supposed to be considering that our NSTPCWS is set in the morning. Ms May R Lim assured us that we’d be able to teach kids in the morning for the remaining weeks. There was still no power running the classroom, because it was revealed that the kagawad was not present in his office. He was supposed to be in charge for the power but looks like he had other matters to attend to.

Finally, we were able to teach in our supposed time although once again we were late. Around this time, we were doing our evaluation towards Ms Jen. Afterwards, we waited for Charlon to arrive in school. But because we weren’t able to make a thorough contact with the guy, we decided to go ahead. Turns out that Charlon was already in SDA while we were buying lunch in Main, talk about weird!

We found him and Ms Jen at the site. Charlon explained to us that he got lost but eventually he found his way to the site.

There were some neighborhood kids flocking the outdoors of the classroom. At first we ignored their constant distraction brought to the class but what was worrisome was that they were starting to enter the room and creating tensions with the class. Much to the worries of the community leader guarding the place, she looked for one of the students’ parents/relatives while we try to stall the situation by prolonging the session past the prescribed time of our stay for the day. Until “Big Mama” finally arrived did those juvenile punks finally left.

Following the incident, about a quarter of the class didn’t attend class the next week. But nevertheless, we started the days teaching on our usual areas: Math, Heograpiya, Kasaysayan, Science and random subjects like English, and Art.

There wasn’t much going on since the incident so we tried to forget about it.

It’s not yet the end. Simon thought that we’re in week 8 but turns out we’re only one week short of a last day. But despite that, we continue to teach our final lessons with the kids. Tiresome yes but the response from the class was ever so great. It touched me.

To mark our group’s final day, we had a party to celebrate our last moments with our class. We had games, activities, and lotsa lotsa food. One of the students gave me a letter saying that they were glad that they had us as their teachers, even for a short while. Surely, I’m gonna miss them all.

I’m gonna miss them all, that’s for sure.

       Finals Week is just around the corner. Still, I have a lot of things to take care of, a lot of things to review for, and a lot of things to fight for.

      But despite the weight, I still put on an optimistic face hoping that I could get myself through this.

    So far, I’m done with Fotogra, submitting my portfolio awaiting judgement, and Techdrw (Isometric and 1-point Dimension drawing back-to-back). What’s left?

1. Sondesn: Radio Ad (Needs some twinks on the final product) and the Radio Commercial (My constant stuttering forced me to go for the “Announcer” role instead). Sony Vegas Pro and Sony Sound Forge, I’m counting on you!

2. Profes1: Presentation of our Business Plan and the battle for right and wrong

3. Deskpub: 2-part magazine-slash-portfolio with Ryan S, with the theme “motion”. (Sir Magallanes left for Singapore so he had Mr. Bringas to lead the class for the final week)

4. Desncon: Advocacy Presentation (Need to finish off my plate and have it ready by then). My advocacy is the campaign against smoking (Yeah!).

5. NSTPCWS: Group Scrapbook, Weekly Mini-Journal by Thursday and Exam come Saturday in CSB Main (And I even thought I’ve already seen the last of Main, I was mistaken).

    The 20th and the 21st is probably going to be the distribution of the course cards. I’m hoping for a decent 2.0-2.5 GPA. Not really keeping my hopes up for my inclusion to the dean’s list but in case I get to be in it again, that’d really be something!

     Wow, with only less than three weeks in the school year, one could only imagine of the things that could possibly happen in such unexpected ways.

     I don’t want to spill too much details (although those who’ve seen my status in Facebook a couple of days ago already knew about it), but to cut things short: I’m filing a grievance against a professor.

    Like I said, it’s really not big of a deal. It just so happens that since in less than two weeks I am to present something important to that professor, it took something very valuable from me because of one small act of disobedience. I admit my fault but what I really find unfair was the tenure of how long that professor is going keep that important item from me. It’llbe returned to me on the day I was to present to my prof the report he or she told me and a dozen other students to do for him.

Despite the offer of amends and apologies, the prof didn’t seem to budge. It was unreasonable for him/her to do that to a student nonetheless. I won’t be the only one who suffers because of my actions but to others as well thus I even offered my final grade in exchange for giving me at least the necessary things I could to at least finish what is to finish.

I’ve exhausted all means to resolve this issue quickly but sadly, it didn’t came into fruition. Thus, I opted for something drastic: Airing my grievance before the dean.

I’ve yet to know when my case is going to get heard but expect a lot of arguments between me and that professor that even if it comes to this, I still respect the guy. It’s its inane way to punish students that I will have to complain against him/her.

Wish me luck!

Mananaig ang batas ng alipin!

I wonder…was it a mistake to do this from the very beginning?

Some error that needs to be corrected and avoid repeating it?

Is it a crime for which you think I shouldn’t have committed?

Why is it that I’m keep on doing it? What is it that I’m trying to prove?

Is there something you want me to do other than change what you think I shouldn’t be doing?

       Then let me ask you this:

1. Have I forced you to look upon this?
   
2. Do I want you to do this even if you don’t even have to?
   
3. Why is it that what I’m doing should not be in that form?
4. Is there a lamer excuse why you continue to do it just for the heck of it?

      I’m doing this because I want to. I’m doing this because I love what I’m doing.

      It makes me happy, it helps me. It makes me realize what kind of a person I am with every turn of the page. It made me look at things on a different way, to see things in a different light.

      It pains me not to take it all out, all the problems, all the stress, all the negative energy feeling from within. I’m not even forcing you to spend a lifetime observing me. You’re doing it from your own free will.

      I don’t expect people to take notice, I don’t expect them to do it all. It’s their choice if they want to, not mine. What I can’t do in my state, I can do it any way.

      The way I chose is the way I wanna go.

     So don’t you dare tell me what I ought to do to make what I’m doing acceptable to your terms. I know you’re merely suggesting, but I can’t modify it to suit your taste.

     If you, if ever you do, have a problem with it then ignore it. I can’t make you do something, it’s your choice if you wanna do it anyway.

    I’m leaving the door open so anytime, anywhere, your pretty much welcome to come in and see the beauty of it all.

[Another self-written prose I thought of putting up. Watching movies really do wonders on keeping myself inspired for my literary endeavors :D]

(Medyo naninibago ako ngayon sa muling pagiinternet ko sa mga comlabs ng Main. Currently live from one of these labs in 3rd floor Benilde Hall, CSB Main)

    I only knew about a general election in CSB last week when posters of candidates from one of the parties (either BAKAS or PUWERSA) began appearing ONLY in the SDA Caf and nowhere else in the School of Design and Arts building.

    I was kinda expecting that they’ll do their campaign in SDA door-to-door in many of the classrooms of the building some sort of a miting de avance inside one of the major hang-outs in the building, beyond Plaza Villarosa (which is in Main).

    Unfortunately, news of an election was not well spread inside all week. I only found out that it was already election time when a voting booth was established at the SDA lobby.

As a concerned and patriotic student of De La Salle-College of Saint Benilde, it’s kinda my duty to vote for the new set of officers so I said “What the heck, I’m gonna make my voice heard..”.

    At first, I thought the election is going to be like last year when many of the booths were both manual and computerized in terms of voting procedures, especially when a PC was set up in the booth I was voting in a while ago in SDA. Sadly, according to the girls manning the booth, a web domain was not created in time for the computerized voting so who ever was running this election (this year;s SC) had no choice but to opt for manual voting instead.

    I asked them (I assume they’re SC officers) on how come there wasn’t much publicity promoting the school election (which should be a big thing in every school you go to). They told me that they weren’t able to announce beforehand of the then upcoming miting de avance (which happened last Wednesday in Main) in SDA. No wonder the students of Pablo Ocampo didn’t notice that there was such happening on the other building found in Taft.

     I also aired my concerns of what seems to be an utterly lack of campaigning on the part of the parties vying for positions to the two ladies. First, they [the candidates] did tried campaigning inside the classrooms found in SDA [based from a reliable source] but looks like they didn’t do the same to the other “classrooms” found inside the building: computer laboratories, animation studios, and other non-traditional classrooms where students could be found most likely there.

    Second, they may have put up posters on the windows of the SDA Caf but they weren’t there physically to personally promote their respective campaigns as compared to what I saw in Main yesterday where a member of one of the two parties were distributing pieces of paper bearing the face of one of their candidates if not the whole party line-up.

    The SC officers-to-be should know first hand that in order to win votes from the students, they have to be WITH the students. Heck, I don’t even know who they are, what their campaign agendas are, nor their reasons why they wanna run the school.

    Compared to last year, student life was still centric to Main but because of the seemingly-developing isolation brought by the presence of the SDA building and the growing autonomy and vibrancy of student life found in there (compared to AKIC which contains mostly classrooms and kitchen labs), looks like Main being the driving force to all Benildeans is starting to wane.

    Maaga pa lang, napapansin ko na unting-unti na nahahati ang mga estudyante dala ng kulturang dinadala ng tatlong bulwagan ng eskuwelahan. Sana, habang maaga palang ay magkaroon ng agarang action ukol dito bago mahuli ang lahat.

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