Moving Forward!

Yes, I am alive!

I can't say "I'm back" though, for one main reason: there is no assurance that I am indeed back on the blogging, and if this time it is for real. The past three months were a whirlwind of learning and adjusting to new people, places, things... New life, perhaps?

What I can say is that my blogging would still be intermittent bordering on nil-nada-zilch. Aside from the fact that I rarely use a computer outside the office now, when I do, I always end up choosing to do other things. I love writing, especially if it's recording my daily life experiences, musings, and whatnot, but sometimes I find comfort in just keeping things reserved. At some point, I felt like I was on the verge of winning the Queen of Overshare crown. As much as it sounds like it's a royal award, I don't think I would like that.

Anyway, this will probably be the last of my journal entries...

For the year! Haha! I don't think I can ever let go of this blog. I've deleted a ton of things that contained years of memories; all those posts prior to the first entry of the rebirth of this blog, and I'm not about to put this all to waste. I will keep this like it's treasure.

I probably won't be writing as frequently as I did when I was in school; back when I had time to write endlessly because I always put off doing my homework. Haha! And I probably won't be writing as much about the details of my life, just because. I never really worried about security or stalkers or whatever; I always believed that I was responsible for everything I published and I still hold that idea that everything that goes on here will be accountable to me. It's just that life gets pretty mundane one moment and super exciting the next. I guess if I write about everything from both ends and everything else in between, I would run out of things to say, and I wouldn't want that. Or if I keep having words to say, which is mostly the case, I would become less interested in what life has for me.

I want to keep this blog for... I dunno. I don't wanna have a purpose for this anymore. Maybe this creature of habit finally found her kryptonite at breaking the writing habit, I don't know. It would be sad but rest assured that I will be coming back. To write about a new career opportunity, to write about family, to write about life and love, to write about the random things I always do, to write about what what drives me to go through day to day...

That said, I will be moving forward, with myself, with work, with family, with love... With life. I am now keeping a journal (yes, the old school one!) and so far have been unsuccessful at making the quota of writing one entry a day! Haha. Quantity doesn't deem to important nowadays when all that matters is that I write with the heart and the mind in the same direction.

Thank you, 2011. You have been an amazing, amazing, amazing year. No words for the greatness you have brought into my life. Welcome, 2012. I have high hopes with you!

And to you, my friend, here's to yet another year gone by and to another year to make hella awesome memories again! Cheers!

One Hundred

I have a hundred ideas stuck in my head and I can't bring myself to start writing them down. I've been hibernating from blogging for the past week (or weeks?) for reasons not obvious but I'll say it anyway... God, I'm tired. I'm always tired when I get home after a long day of video editing. Last week was extra tiresome, especially last Thursday.

As in every university, students have involuntarily created a jargon that creates an identity unique to, for instance, La Sallians. One, among so many is Happy Thursday, a notion where each Lasallian's weekend starts on a Thursday night. At least that was the case for three-four years until this school year started wherein students were expected to have six-day class weeks instead of the four-day ones for which I'm very well used to. Haha. So anyway, I haven't had a Happy Thursday in a really long time but June 16, 2011 broke the uneventful Thursday streak!

DLSU Centennial Celebration: 100 Years of Lasallian Presence in the Philippines

DISCLAIMER: Given that this post is way late for a recap or at least to recount the day's events, please do not expect this entry to have such contents. As this blog has been a journal for a good number of years (yes long before this revamped version), this entry will contain no more than my insights and what not. Haha. Besides, there are too many news articles, personal blogs, and photos and videos by now, all documented that day fully. Simply, you cannot get them here, haha.

Anyway. Better a late post than to never post at all. Hah! So when I said that last week was extra tiresome, I wasn't even *this close* to exaggerating. I was up and about from dawn until a little after midnight the next day; oh, and not much sleep the day before that as well, if that's any clear visual of the situation, haha. So anyway, I was a part of the centennial celebration production team so last week was pretty much pandemonium in my eyes.

This is me, spotted by a good friend Camille Go, while at the stage, doing what I love to do. This photo is priceless! Hahaha.

I don't look very happy there, yes? Hah! Can you blame me? It's part of the happiness: all the confusion, stress, and pressure... It all boils down to getting through it all and feel happy after everything, realizing that once more, I made things happen. Well, it's not just me, duh, but simply being part of a big success, knowing how my contributions, huge or tiny, helped in managing the audience's experiences.

Like what our group's adviser said in our pre-production meeting: "This is not a simple production or show we're doing on Thursday. It's more of a big production where we manage the experience of our audience." (Well, that's not verbatim because he talked too fast, but that's the gist. Haha.)

This was the grandest production that ever happened in my life, YET... And probably my last with the Green Media Group. :') *sniff* I have shared a spectrum of emotions with the group I considered my family in the university for four years, the group with which I built my world around. Let this entry be my medium to express how thankful I am for what GMG and CAO has given to me; trust, knowledge, and experience.

Thank you to everyone who believed I can do things. Thank you also to everyone who doubted that I could, because I think I just got better and stronger. :> Haha! No, really, I can't imagine what has become of me now if not for GMG; not that I'm a big somebody now, but I know that I can break boundaries and still know my limits.

I have been given the rarest of opportunities to serve and lead. I may not yet be the person I want to be but it's all in the works. You have trusted me a hundred percent, expect that I give back to you a hundred times more.

The Test Run

That's a working title. That, or The Ortigas Experience? Or The Ortigas Explorers? Or The Practicum Hunting? Or The 5 Km Exercise? Or... Ugh. I can't even!

Meryl and I hunted down our soon-to-be-practicum office in Ortigas. You know, to get the feel of the commute experience; how long it takes, how far we need to walk, things like that. What's funny was that we were being our usual selves while in the MRT: chatty mode. The first flaw came from my mouth as we spontaneously alighted at Shaw instead of Ortigas. Let's not make the storytelling as long as the time it took us walking, and just say that we were forced to explore.

Basically, there was a lot of evaluating, strategizing, and overthinking. After which, there wasn't much thinking going on anymore. I swear, we tried. We really did try to understand how the Golden Spoon ordering process worked. Hahaha! What is, mind and body is wasted?

We never got it right because we had to keep turning major left. Get it? *HIGH FIVE* What a way to end January, right? I hope February wouldn't be as exhausting. NOT. Wishful thinking!

Lesson learned: It's useless to consult a map if you can't identify North from South. T_T