How apt
...that the universe seems to know who and what are you, no matter how trite or crucial the circumstance you're in. I am the pilot. How true. How sad and beautiful all at the same time.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Sundays are what life's all about
Someone found out about this blog. So much for keeping it a secret. He's bound to know, anyhow. Sharing the same PC is obviously the culprit :)
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Watched the Ateneo-La Salle Men's Football championships. Great game. It was a tie, though. See you again La Sallians in Katipunan next week!
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I'm scheduled to give a short workshop on (performance) poetry to my colleagues on Wednesday. Scary!!!
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I've been on the hunt for good YA books to include in my eighth, ninth and eleventh-grades reading list for next year. I just finished "Prep" by Curtis Sittenfeld. It started quite promisingly but the plot dragged a bit. Still, I think my students would find it interesting so I'm tossing it in. Next in line is "the curious incident of the dog in the night-time" by Mark Haddon. The blurbs are terrific--even Arthur Golden and my favorite Myla Goldberg had good things to say about it. I'm starting it before I go to bed tonight.
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I hope the stampede disaster wouldn't be just a piece of statistics in a few years' time. So many lives were lost needlessly. So many hearts broken just like that. ABS-CBN is a giant all right--a giant that has been trampling on people's lives all these years, yet I admire Mr. Gabby Lopez's sincerity and integrity in standing in the middle of this catastrope. I hope he really would stand firm in his words. And while he's at it, perhaps he could rethink how the station could actually serve its loyal fans--just the way it claims it does.
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Watched the Ateneo-La Salle Men's Football championships. Great game. It was a tie, though. See you again La Sallians in Katipunan next week!
o0o
I'm scheduled to give a short workshop on (performance) poetry to my colleagues on Wednesday. Scary!!!
o0o
I've been on the hunt for good YA books to include in my eighth, ninth and eleventh-grades reading list for next year. I just finished "Prep" by Curtis Sittenfeld. It started quite promisingly but the plot dragged a bit. Still, I think my students would find it interesting so I'm tossing it in. Next in line is "the curious incident of the dog in the night-time" by Mark Haddon. The blurbs are terrific--even Arthur Golden and my favorite Myla Goldberg had good things to say about it. I'm starting it before I go to bed tonight.
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I hope the stampede disaster wouldn't be just a piece of statistics in a few years' time. So many lives were lost needlessly. So many hearts broken just like that. ABS-CBN is a giant all right--a giant that has been trampling on people's lives all these years, yet I admire Mr. Gabby Lopez's sincerity and integrity in standing in the middle of this catastrope. I hope he really would stand firm in his words. And while he's at it, perhaps he could rethink how the station could actually serve its loyal fans--just the way it claims it does.
Friday, February 03, 2006
It's Friday night and I vowed not to touch anything related to work. I told myself I'm just gonna relax and let time pass tonight. No worries about lesson plans, grades, reports. And that's excatly what I'm doing now.
But wait, let me just say something about work. I love it so much and I think it loves me back, because I see how I'm growing everyday because of what I do. My students affirm that. Of course there are bad days, sometimes they're often. Yet it is so fulfilling that I know I have really found my niche in this crazy universe. Teaching is one thing I will never give up. Cliche but true, it brings out the best in me, and I wish I were able to write down every thought that comes to me right when I'm experiencing it. The joys of it. The frustrations. Now let me digress and stick to tonight's plan.
So after Kulas picked me up from school, we decided that it's going to be chickenjoy for my dinner tonight since he had to go with mommy and papa to a wake. It turned out they couldn't go so Kulas and I headed to Katipunan and signed up at a video place and rented a couple of titles. We walked to Starbucks after.
It was nice. Walking with him, coffee in hand, amidst the din of college kids. Across us, somebody was flying a kite at the Ateneo football field. We remembered how much we loved flying a kite together. We'll do it again soon.
Watched Under the Tuscan Sun. And because I'm lazy, I won't write down my thoughts about the film except for it made me happy and hopeful and trusting...
Kulas and I have been married for eight months now. Can you believe that? It hasn't been rosy. We're still adjusting. We've found ourselves on the edge and I'm glad we're still here...
But wait, let me just say something about work. I love it so much and I think it loves me back, because I see how I'm growing everyday because of what I do. My students affirm that. Of course there are bad days, sometimes they're often. Yet it is so fulfilling that I know I have really found my niche in this crazy universe. Teaching is one thing I will never give up. Cliche but true, it brings out the best in me, and I wish I were able to write down every thought that comes to me right when I'm experiencing it. The joys of it. The frustrations. Now let me digress and stick to tonight's plan.
So after Kulas picked me up from school, we decided that it's going to be chickenjoy for my dinner tonight since he had to go with mommy and papa to a wake. It turned out they couldn't go so Kulas and I headed to Katipunan and signed up at a video place and rented a couple of titles. We walked to Starbucks after.
It was nice. Walking with him, coffee in hand, amidst the din of college kids. Across us, somebody was flying a kite at the Ateneo football field. We remembered how much we loved flying a kite together. We'll do it again soon.
Watched Under the Tuscan Sun. And because I'm lazy, I won't write down my thoughts about the film except for it made me happy and hopeful and trusting...
Kulas and I have been married for eight months now. Can you believe that? It hasn't been rosy. We're still adjusting. We've found ourselves on the edge and I'm glad we're still here...
