Too Eventful

The past week has been too eventful for my life in this lifetime. I can't even bring myself to recall everything that has happened but the highlights alone, which is a lot, to start with. So despite feeling the necessity to dedicate a separate entry for each event, I can't. Well, I can but I don't want to because it would take too much time. I'll do everything in chronology, and with photos if I'm lucky.

Like what I said in my July 15 entry rant, after the week, I shall be experienced enough and ready to marry. I've done dishes like I never did before, I finally learned to do the laundry, I made the house squeaky clean from corner to corner, and the like. The two things I haven't brought myself to conquer are: cleaning the toilet and cooking anything but Thai jasmine rice. I know, those are two things one must never put in the same sentence. LOL. So maybe I'm not ready to marry yet. I don't mind; it's not enough experience yet, but ultimately, I have no concrete plans of doing so at the moment. Haha.

Fast forward to July 23, Friday. The De La Salle University's Cultural Arts Office had its first CAO Mass and Induction of Officers (Executive Board), spearheaded by the Council of Company Managers and COCM Chair, Dal Ramos. Photos are taken by Gio San Pedro of the Green Media Group.

So there's me for Green Media Group, Ria Castillo for Lasallian Youth Orchestra, Kathy Chang for De La Salle Innersoul, Dal Ramos for Harlequin Theatre Guild, Reese Corpus for La Salle Dance Company - Contemporary, and Issa Fernandez for La Salle Dance Company - Street! Second photo is of us with Cultural Arts Office Director Ms. Glorife Samodio.

Here's the beautiful Executive Board of GMG with adviser Mr. Bradley Fenomeno. Us EB girls are missing AJ! :(
And because we share our adviser with Innersoul's trainer, this is... Inner-G! Hahaha!
Cultural Arts Office Executive Board family! Cheers to a great year ahead of us, guys and gals!

Later that day was a mega waterworks fest at Don Bosco when my parents and I went to Gabe's welcome back from retreat dinner party. The food was great! I believe the caterer was Blue Petal; must keep them in mind for future reference. Hehe. Here's a photo of Gabe's letter to Mom and Dad that brought us to tears even before the program started:

Here's Gabe, giving a spontaneous speech about their retreat experiences. I love how he chose his words, his delivery, everything! I am a proud sister! :')

July 24, Saturday. AWESOME. It's been more than a year, pushing on one and a half, since I've watched a ball game live. Last Saturday was just so sweet a victory for the Green Archers, who didn't make the Final Four last season; not only because DLSU is UAAP Season 73's host, but it was against their biggest rivals, the Ateneo Blue Eagles. Close match, with both teams struggling to score against strong defense. In all, I shake my head, I have no more words! Photos from my phone and (the nicer ones) from Yanee!

That's about it. My weekend rocked. And now as I type my way to finishing this entry, I hope, wish, and pray that tomorrow will be a start of a nice week, if not rocking.

Word Vomit II

• I haven't been updating lately.
• Guess what, I have devised a time management scheme that I think should work for my crazy schedule. I hope this one works. I haven't been staying up late for useless internet stuff anymore, that's a plus? But not so much yet because I have still been staying up late reading. Not a big plus, still, cos it doesn't quite hit the goal's bull's eye just yet. I've been up reading old books from my humble shelf. It's good that I'm using my time to widen my vocabulary (again, after a long while) and sharpen my wit (some more?) with reading. I hope though, that this becomes a habit, only that it applies more for academic readings.
• I miss my class on Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Already. We've just started the second leg of the GREATWK (Great Works) triad and I miss it already. Time to reconstruct my mindset from Classical Music to nada to Neuroscience. Let's go, Antonio Damasio!
• Philosophy is not my thing. I mean, I like the idea of philosophy; I like "philosophizing" things (if I may say such); and I like philosophy's concepts. It's really interesting. However, I have to admit that I'm no longer amused with taking a Philosophy class for the third time when my program curriculum requires only two. Go figure. I like my class, though.
• Baking Life, a game application on Facebook, has been a great proxy for my unpleasant habit. It takes up precious time, but it keeps me sane. But it doesn't take the place of my food binges.
• I feel the weight of my responsibility for my organization and it's heaps and heaps heavier than ever before; so much more than what I tried to foresee before I took the challenge.
• I enjoy blogging. A lot. But I am yet to master my time management scheme before I may be able to blog regularly again. I think I waste so much time on this. Don't get me wrong, I love what I do.

Super S[Wet] Si[ck]steenth

As in super WET, because the rain didn't let up until we decided to order in; and as in super SICK because my brother got home from school with a high temperature in tow. Super sweet sixteenth indeed! /sarcasm

You know when a few planned things aren't carried out because of unforeseen circumstances? This isn't what today had been... because what happened today was that everything we planned weren't carried out at all! It poured really hard this afternoon and my brother was sick with fever. Can you really blame anyone? You can't force anything either.

The Plan: Thanksgiving mass, dinner with the family at some restaurant, go somewhere else for cake and other desserts, probably, and head home.

The Output: Stayed home, called up a pizza delivery service, woke up sick brother, took photos, sang Happy Birthday, no cake, no candle, watched TV during dinner.

Disaster? No, not at all. I loved how spontaneous everything was and we still had a great time.

Happy 16th birthday, Gabe! You may not hear me say it but I know that you know that I love you. Hihi. (I was gonna post a family photo but we all looked so eww cos no one bothered to look presentable; pambahay mode! So I deleted it. Haha.)

Time Flies

Who would have thought that time would fly so fast? Everyone has, apparently, as the statement is such a cliche. As mundane as it may sound, I'm amazed at how, exactly three years ago, I knew very little (to almost nothing) about the organization that I lead today.

AJ, my partner-in-all-GMG-related-crimes and Executive Vice President, cleaned out the officers' inboxes last week to make way for new files for the new set of Executive Board and Pool Heads. He found a letter addressed to me in one of the inboxes (the VP-Human Resource, Training, and Logistics's, most probably.) Much to my surprise, to have been thinking that GMG didn't give out letters of acceptance/non-acceptance during my time, it was indeed my letter of the result of my application into the Coverage Pool of the said organization; my acceptance letter.

I was looking for old academic readings this morning when I found the recently torn envelope containing a letter of good news dated exactly three years ago: June 15, 2007.

Yesterday, I had been complaining about a lot of things. One of those was the responsibility I held with GMG. I feel a bit guilty now because I wouldn't have realized how lucky and great I should have felt if not for this letter popping out of nowhere. It must have been a sign; a sign that should constantly remind me that whatever I get into, I wanted it; whatever happens, I am primarily (if not solely) liable; and whatever negative vibes I feel, there's always a positive end-result lingering nearby.