~~, Josh

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

2011-03-21T05:33:00.001-07:00

SIGH*

scandalous.

bullshit

Multimedia trippings :D (Seg-way)

2010-08-13T00:36:00.000-07:00

My exercise 3 XD

-.- I only brought this pictures which is our homework

now I had difficulties on fitting my cropped picture into a background (the sides were cut)

I had thought of this idea and then there it is

refrain from thinking a personal meaning.. -.-

experiment :D

D'RUSH

2010-06-09T16:34:00.000-07:00

Everything was on RUSH –plans, will, interest, assembly, rehearsals, hour.

I received a group text message, from a friend of her (PokeMon), looking for another member of their troupe joining the upcoming event by DanceCom of Mapua Makati –Impulse: Steppin’ up to the Beat. It was a dance competition obviously. I never confirmed them that I’ll join but when they called me for a group meeting as if I’m a “MEMBER” already, I can’t hold back then xD.

We have a week for practice. It was March 13 when I officially joined them and the competition was March 21. Dang! I’m on to it. We spent practices every night after classes. Thank god, during these times, we made-up (PokeMon and me). My night life –sort of Dota/Tambays- paused for that week. I usually arrive home a quarter hour before twelve midnight. As expected, I have to sleep for the short grace hours then wake up again to attend classes.

I had fun.

At first, I feel soooo unwelcome. They were all HRM students anyway. When we spend water breaks, they talk about studies wherein I can’t even relate on what they’re talking to and so I wasn’t able to join the conversations. Days later, I felt comfortable with them. We exchange jokes, laughs and smiles. I can’t forget the little girl named Jeanelle, sibling of the owner of the house. She was so cute –or I just love little kids? My physical pain reliefs when I hear her talk though it doesn’t make sense.

The performance day approached swiftly. “This is it…” I said to myself. I remember last night that we didn’t practice like it was the last night we have. The show must go on, basically. We were on the venue four hours earlier as said by the organizers. Each of us was given an ID recognizing us as a performer of the event. There were foods and drinks provided for us. We were given time –ten minutes- to practice our blockings and a time to rehearse our piece wherein we grooved it all! Well it made us all exhausted J we gained the momentum though. Few minute more when it was about a half hour before the said time, the organizer made a company call. It was about the guidelines, inspirational message, and a prayer. All in the backstage performers were tensed. Later on, one of us –performers- protested a group hug. We joined the protest. It was successful after all. The backstage was as happy as I never expected. Unity and sportsmanship was shown despite of the competence we all have.

It was a concert –and so we have an entrance number. I wore violet shirt, black vest, eye-liner, black/white shoes with red shoe lace that matched my red belt, and some Punky accessories that followed our agreed outfit. I failed a few steps actually XD. They –my crew- informed and taught me the entrance piece on the day before the performance, err. Anyway, I know it wasn’t part of the competition. I have to rip back on our moment later. And now it was D’RUSH’s time. Our rushed VTR played while the lights are off which started our opportunity to go into the stage and stand on our position. I believe that I rocked it well. After our piece, I felt like I ran a mile within my maximum speed rate that my breathing went short and fast. I gave my all. I released my best. I enjoyed the dance floor. I’m contented. I’m happy.

We didn’t win. Oh well, it was another competition to learn about. At first, I don’t feel any hope of winning or even having a great piece. All I know is, I need to join this competition. The ladies of my crew were very much close to my PokeMon. It might be the best opportunity to obtain their blessings and acceptance. Well I just showed who I am, actually. I didn’t brushed my teeth 10x, fixed my hair like I never did before, sprayed a cologne all over my body or what –hope you got my point. But as a result, I gained more than what I expected… EXPERIENCE!

Chill’ouT!

~~, josh

Just another lame day :c

2010-06-09T16:33:00.001-07:00

This day was as simple to type as the worst day. Yesterday was a climax, today is a hell. I don’t know how to carry this feeling and I know I didn’t do it well. I am present in several classes with an absent-minded head. I never liked this. I never wanted this. I never wished for this. The “Pokemon” I said before got mad at me. She was the angel who made my days colorful at the maximum megapixel. My “friend”, very close friend, whom I couldn’t bear to lose. The woman which took my internal organ which is the center of my circulation system.

I’ve had my NSTP class on which we had to go to Pandacan for a community service. We’re assigned for a puppet show. Unfortunately, the script was lost. Every meeting of this course has been my nap time. I used to sleep when they brainstorm. Well I know that they could do it without my aid. I was surprised that my groupmate said that we had to perform though the script was missing. I have to. He narrated me the story (The legend of the lizard) once and then we performed (dubbed while holding the puppet stick) it smoothly. It was fun, not enough to pull my smile.

I’ve had my philosophy course with my fellow comrades and first blockmates. It was fun. I had fun. Fun enough to access into my smile. Fake smiles. Smiles which isn’t healthy. It was a smile for friendship.

I’ve had my SS11 (Sociology & population explosion) time with my comrades Dan and DK. It was funnier than I expected. As usual, reporting… reporting… nap time. Fun started when DK lost his temper that made him say “T*ng *nang yan puro basa (WTF, pure reading)” whilst the report is on-going. Then I came next saying “Su…sunod na pahinang babasahin (The next page to be read…)…” having fun on the report we were listening to. Our professor heard it and we we’re threatened “Gusto nyo kayo sumunod? (Do you want to come next?)”. I was afraid before I saw that our professor was actually laughing. We celebrated and gave a few applause for a success that we accomplished the course already. I and Dan cheered “Red horse!” many times as part of celebration but it seemed to be a joke on them. I ain’t joking anyway! Err.

After the course, we rushed to the usual place to be in after class –Mini Stop. They ate. I didn’t. I wasn’t in the mood. I failed to notice that I hadn’t taken my lunch meal yet. Somehow I shared my problem with my fellow comrades and I heard something right from them -“Pag MU kasi nagkakasakitan na eh (Mutual Understanding stage is when you start to hurt each other)” –yeah right, so right. Oh well, a half hour later, I excused myself to go and wait for the Pokemon I’m saying because as I remember we had an agreement that we’ll be meeting today. I rode a jeepney. This has been the very first time that I shed a tear while on a public vehicle. It was because I received a message that she won’t come.

I stayed in Metropoint and drunk a soft drink so that I could wait and sit on the store –Hen Lin. I waited. I still believe that she would come. I played Micropool on my cellphone (billiards). I wasn’t that strong to press and hold the keypad to pull and hit the corresponding ball as I played 9-ball game. I don’t even rotate and aim one. I just played to avoid being bored. Waiting for something whilst tensed on what’s next is like my minute and a clock’s tick. I feel like waiting days instead of minutes. It was because some rejecting message came-in to my cellular phone. That she won’t make it and she was on her house already. She was still cold as expected. Still, I didn’t lose my hope. I waited. Then we had few exchanges of texts. She wants me to go home. I want her to forgive me. I agreed to her favor but she still didn’t to mine. I don’t know what’s next. I don’t know how to tackle on this feeling. And so, the usual answer, alcohol. It was so sad to drink alone –all alone- with the lights off and the music on. But it was all I wanted for this very moment. “Feel the pain until it hurts no more” as what William Shakespeare said. I’d drunk so I could easily sleep. And I don’t have to mention that I flowed few –or should I say, all that I could- tears from my eyes. I wonder, where do we go from here. Yes, I love her. Much to lose my pride. Much to be desperate. It was much to fold my knees down to ask her mercy and forgiveness. This story was written because I lost much confidence. Yesterday she was an hour late of our agreed time. My humor lost. Joshua was serious. Without any history, words came out “Hindi naman ako past-time diba? (I’m not a past time, right?)”. She was offended. I regretted, still regretting. It shouldn’t have happened.

Dagger beneath my ventricles

2010-03-26T06:15:00.000-07:00

Hi! Here I go again. So why did I get so active nowadays? maybe because of the mood. I used to write when having such extreme feelings –positive or negative.

Today, or actually tonight, 1:04AM somehow decreased the hatred I have inside. I feel so unlucky. We were texting and now my unlimited text promo ended and my regular load was a peso SHORT! A bit luck of me that she shared me some to avail the said promo. I actually tried and went outside at this horrible time on the streets just to continue the conversation with her. I was shocked in the midst of my way when I saw a group of teenagers –gangsters, specifically. I saw one of them a knife. It was a knife for slicing little particles I think –ask the HRMs- which showed it’s sharpness after it reflected when a street light lit it. It was pointed at its end. I could be hold-upped at that point of time. Bad thing I was in the mood to fight because of the damn feeling I have inside. Luckily nothing happened when I passed by –maybe they’re just after a rival gang. I made it in the loading station but oh sh*t, bad news, loading hours closed for GLOBE.

I sobbed tears. Precisely, I think it could fill a cup –no exaggerations. I was in my beloved sofa those times whilst my Mom is upstairs. I tried to release it soundlessly, but I failed. I know Mom heard of me –the growls, sniffs, etc. Anyway, haven’t I told you why?

She texted me. She felt guilty of what I’ve said before (previous article). She took it seriously. Now she said that we should stop whatever we have for now. That it isn’t getting healthy for us to proceed. You’re thinking the right thing if you expect me to disagree. She was forcing me to. It was a moment that I was having wraths in my world. That it was raining. That there was a sky-leveled tsunami approaching. That there was a lightning striking on the same place –my place- twice. I felt like… dying. I couldn’t imagine myself proceeding. Would I end myself at this moment? Would I start to write my suicidal note? DANG! Still, my educated mind dominated my body. I drunk few shots a while ago but it won’t take my head out of me, right? Sob, sob, sob. There was no tomorrow. I was trying to call her but she was not answering. She was so calm to say that I’m a disturbance for she was listening on the radio by her cellular phone I’m calling. I never felt contented. The convincing and begging messages continue ‘til she answered it. I apologized. I explained. It was unintentional. She heard me but she didn’t listen anyway. Fifteen minutes was off. The curtains were closed. She kept on pushing me away from her. It can’t be. I won’t let this happen –whatever happens!

Update:

So we’re okay… Were fine…

But changes occured

Til next time

Bleed Out!

How much blood will it cost?

2010-03-09T06:09:00.000-08:00

I stayed in Metropoint and drunk a soft drink so that I could wait and sit on the store –Hen Lin. I waited. I still believe that she would come. I played Micropool on my cellphone (billiards). I wasn’t that strong to press and hold the keypad to pull and hit the corresponding ball as I played 9-ball game. I don’t even rotate and aim one. I just played to avoid being bored. Waiting for something whilst tensed on what’s next is like my minute and a clock’s tick. I feel like waiting days instead of minutes. It was because some rejecting message came-in to my cellular phone. That she won’t make it and she was on her house already. She was still cold as expected. Still, I didn’t lose my hope. I waited. Then we had few exchanges of texts. She wants me to go home. I want her to forgive me. I agreed to her favor but she still didn’t to mine. I don’t know what’s next. I don’t know how to tackle on this feeling. And so, the usual answer, alcohol. It was so sad to drink alone –all alone- with the lights off and the music on. But it was all I wanted for this moment. “Feel the pain until it hurts no more” as what William Shakespeare said. I’d drunk so I could easily sleep. And I don’t have to mention that I flowed few –or should I say, all that I could- tears from my eyes. I wonder, where do we go from here. Yes, I love her. Much to lose my pride. It was much to fold my knees down to ask her mercy and forgiveness. This story was written because I lost much confidence. Yesterday she was an hour late of our agreed time. My humor lost. Joshua was serious. Without any history, words came out “Hindi naman ako past-time diba? (I’m not a past time, right?)”. She was offended. I regretted, still regretting. It shouldn’t have happened.

Viva Mapua!

2010-03-07T04:46:00.000-08:00

Mapuan life wasn't that easy for others to judge. It was never been a bed of roses or a picture of a paradise or anything you think “PERFECT”. Yes, somehow we’re a bit rude when it comes on talking about universities with non-mapuan persons –we feel like we have some “class”. But little did you know that behind this confidence is insult?

Other schools/universities RARELY do Sunday classes. According to the bible, the last day of the “Seven Days of Creation” was Sunday wherein Jesus Christ used this day to rest. Sunday seemed to be a family day –a time to be allotted with our dear parents and siblings. Regular jobs such as accountants, administration secretaries, legal secretaries, on law offices, etc doesn’t work on this day- but why Mapua students? Most freshmen were still minors in age. I used to sleep late at night after accomplishing my school works and some reviews then wake up –no matter what- early to attend my morning classes. I had no time for night-life. I have no time for DOTA (It’s been a month since I last played). I have no time for fun. This routine was nearly similar to a prison called ACADEMIC LOCK. After all, I am looking forward for a rainbow to shine when this semester ended. I am expecting some hangouts with my dear friends and block mates –Star City, Swimming, anything that will give us a bonding time. I will be with my high school friends whom I missed a lot. I will be resting for a few days. I will value the days of my vacancy. After all, I’m gonna say “Viva Mapua!”.

Chill ouT!

Whoooooo's that Pokemon?!

2010-03-05T17:15:00.000-08:00

Clue:

her name was Alleda =)

Chill ouT!

Hitman Reborn :)

2010-02-02T18:36:00.000-08:00

I had fun watching this anime in my whole 2nd to 3rd semestral break. It was all about a clumsy man whose going to be the next Mafia boss because of his bloodline -uhh, not actually (watch so you'll know =p). So far I'm in episode 126, just've finished the third season.

Oh well, I'm quite busy. :) see ya next time!

*post published whilst having a class in CS130L*

Chill out!

(Draft 5)

2009-12-18T05:33:00.003-08:00

Uhmmm. Poems below corresponds to some days of my downfall wherein I preferred to write instead of -uhhhh- y'know. xD full-update soon!

Would an ice pick release the pressure inside?
Would it be wise to suicide?

She loved. Inspired. But never with me.
I loved. I tried. But never believed me
It's a long story and yes i think I'm broke
with every sign I see, I feel like in a choke

petals fell from mountains
raindrops in the ground
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as I walk with my head down

She was my world. I am her friend
Though I can't accept, I must pretend
and I couldn't help but wait if it's the last thing I could do
To be with your precious arms, someday, -----

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(Draft4)

2009-12-18T05:33:00.001-08:00

I grabbed a pen
but I cant write
case all I know is
I'm badly missing you tonight

the wind seems menthol cold
and its wide within my space
it differs from having your warmth
just as I could feel your face

It was hot to feel you breathing
eyes closed, relaxed. lying
within the exchange, I wish i'm so awake
that it was happening. that is wasn't fake

lemme get back to that scenario
so unbelievable, and so I hoped
that there must be something you feel for me
I never knew. You never tell exactly.

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(Draft3)

2009-12-18T05:32:00.001-08:00

All i know is your familiar scent
I tried to stop but I just cant
i love you but this isn't what I meant
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falling because I cant help
now I cant handle things all by myself
I wish I'm with you in year two thousand twelve
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once, twice, I've felt your breath
like I faced an escape near death
say its wrong but i NEVER regretted
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waiting's not a problem, I do by-stand
I could be your next and last man
say do I have a choice? This life is what I've chosen
My wish is for your happiness. My dream is to be your husband

(Draft2)

2009-12-18T05:31:00.001-08:00

She's a nurse to rub you when your hands feel cold
To hug you when you need a hold
Now, she's in the arms of another
how kind.. maybe he also felt the shiver

I envy him, a lucky guy
but part of a shit, he never valued his queen
the chance was given without sweating efforts
while even if I beg, tear, persuade, explain... a funny excuse will follow

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(Draft)

2009-12-18T05:27:00.000-08:00

My inspiration remained its pulse
but my hope just passed away
I've been defeated by the monster of my own
not by another demon

Thought I wont feel any shiver on winter chill
and dull moment. any sad piano key
an angel crossed and put colors on my days
drought the flood in my eyes. erased the grimace of my frowns

Devils for sure do know how to flirt
but heartless, no more, it worked by her aid
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an Angel shephered and painted a new path
replaced the previous romance I had
but now, I'm still on the route I'm taking
"where are you my angel", as my heart is breaking

Angels have mighty wings, but now I wonder
why cant they catch the ones who fall for them?
is this the proof that the battle still reigns?
Evil would never triumph, though a lover.

Nah. I think, they just multitask
one is to two, as their heart too
what matters most is the space and time we're having
this is a vivid sign that I am losing

heart aches and bruises after falling down were marked
she'll just make up excuses if you'll ask why and how
laugh, smile, like life's just a joke
while I'm hanging all day long, -------------

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Angel

2009-11-20T18:19:00.000-08:00

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Alleda Delos Reyes.

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18 y.o. first date

2009-11-17T03:21:00.000-08:00

The movietickets were ready, plus his perfume-covered brand new polo on the color of his date's favourite. His dad did the necktie and the hair-do, mom gave the allowance and a kiss of good luck. The bouquet of 12 roses on his hand from his aun't flowershop were fresh. Cousins gave him chocolates, just in case they starved while out of place. Brother allowed him to borrow his umbrella. He was halfway to the mall but came back home after knowing that he left his jacket -thinking she might need it in the movie house.

The sun shines highly with the clouds, everything seems to be in order. He arrived an hour earlier, ashamed to be late. Sat on the centermost to be easily recognized. Got his eyes roaming for almost four straight hours which froze on his cellphone
for another one blue hour. He then received an apology message from his date.

"Sorry bhest, I cannot come. I'm in a flight with my ex. We're ok now :) and we've decided to face the world alone, without the blessing of our parents. I'll work as an accountant while he'll continue bartending. Thank you for the times you comforted me bhest. I'm sad we can't bond together again :( I'll miss you. Keep in touch huh? Text you later. The plane is taking off. We must turn off our gadgets now.
Keep safe!

bhest"

With his head down, he dragged his feet into the comfort room. Opened the nearest vacant cubicle, sobbed soundlessly. Stomped the pitiful roses for several times, flushed the sweet chocolates.

He came out with the starry night, walked the mile on his way home. He arrived home, and everybody was waiting for the exciting narration. Without any word, he straighted to his room. Dad told them to let him rest, thinking maybe his son was just tired for the big beautiful day. Cousins exchanged giggles with the common idea that they did something tiring.

*Made because of the boring 4 and a half NSTP-CWTS. :D peace

Hele ng Anghel (Tagalog Poem)

2009-07-16T08:41:00.002-07:00

Pinagmamasdan kitang matulog kasabay ng mga tala

na aking natatanaw sa labas ng bintana

ikaw parin ang pinakamagandang dilag sa mundo

kahit nakapikit ang marikit na mga mata mo

pula mong labi na nakadampi sa malambot na unan

na akap-akap at kama na sayo ay dumuduyan

mapayapang paligid sa kwarto mo ang humehele

sa mukha mong basa ng luha at napakainosente

aking nasaksihan sulyap ng araw sa silangan

may pamilyar na bagay na lumitaw sa iyong higaan

nasasayo parin pala panyo na aking iniabot

ng minsang pinaluha ka ng lalakeng iyong sinagot

pero ngayon ako'y sayo at ikaw ay akin na

natuto na ang puso mo muli na maging masaya

ngunit ikaw ba'y binangungot at parang nahihirapan

ako ay nabigla, tinawag mo aking pangalan

sinubukan kong haplusin ang iyong kanang pisngi

upang malisan mo ang hirap sa nasabing sandali

ngunit hindi ka nahawakan sa hindi mapaliwanag

hanggang sa ako'y lumutang patungo sa may liwanag...

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Uhmmm. This poem was made for about five nights. Nights that made me hard to sleep. Nights that, I had to daydream so that I can fell asleep. Inspiring, I discovered a new way of writing -Imagining. Plotting your own story, add colors, then boom! XD I know my poem isn't that good, but uh, at least I spent my time, trying to sleep, effectively. Well, its July 16, 5days to go before our class opening in MIT (Mapua Institute of Technology -Makati Campus). Next article would be a poem :).

Chill ouT!

Upuan - Gloc 9 lyrics Ft. Jeazell of Zelle

2009-07-02T21:43:00.000-07:00

Kayo po na naka upo
Subukan nyo namang tumayo
At baka matanaw
At baka matanaw ninyo
Ang tunay na kalagayan ko

Tao po nandyan po ba kayo sa loob ng
Malaking bahay at malawak na bakuran
Mataas na pader pinapaligiran
At naka pilang mga mamahaling sasakyan
Mga bantay na laging bulong ng bulong
Wala namang kasal pero marami ang naka barong
Lumakas man ang ulan ay walang butas ang bubong
Mga plato't kutsara na hindi kilala ang tutong
Ang kanin ay sing puti ng gatas na nasa kahon
At kahit na hindi pasko sa lamesa ay may hamon
Ang sarap sigurong manirahan sa bahay na ganyan
Sabi pa nila ay dito mo rin matatagpuan
Ang tao na nagmamay ari ng isang upuan
Na pag may pagkakataoy pinag aagawan
Kaya naman hindi nya pinakakawalan
Kung makikita ko lamang sya ay aking sisigawan ng

Kayo po na naka upo
Subukan nyo namang tumayo
At baka matanaw
At baka matanaw ninyo
Ang tunay na kalagayan ko

Mawalang galang na po sa taong nakaupo
Alam nyo bang pantakal ng bigas namin ay di puno
Ang dingding ng bahay namin ay pinagtagpi tagping yero
Sa gabi ay sobrang init na tumutunaw ng yelo
Na di kayang bilhin upang ilagay sa inumin
Pinakulong tubig sa lumang takureng uling uling
Gamit ang panggatong na inanod lamang sa estero
Na nagsisilbing kusina sa umagay aming banyo
Ang aking inay na may kayamanang isang kaldero
Na nagagamit lang pag ang aking ama ay sumweldo
Pero kulang na kulang parin ulam na toyo't asin
Ang singkwenta pesos sa maghapoy pagkakasyahin
Di ko alam kung talagang maramingharang
O mataas lang ang bakod o nagbubulag bulagan
Lamang po kayo kahit sa dami ng pera nyo
Walang doktor na makapagpapalinaw ng mata nyo
Kaya

Huwag kang masyadong halata
Bato bato sa langit
Ang tamaay huwag magalit
Bato bato bato sa langit
Ang tamaan ay
Huwag masyadong halata
Huwag kang masyadong halata

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This song is from Aristotle Pollisco's (Known as Gloc-9) latest album -Matrikula. Well, supporters were all obviously excited for its music video that was officially aired its premiere on Myx on June 29 2009 but until now, July 2 2009, it wasn't uploaded yet even in the number one video site -YouTube. I didn't post this to tell what is the particular interpretation of this song, it'll be based on beholder's perspective like a portrait in a museum. Gloc's skill in writing was highly rated, filled of experience and extremely professional, a talent that I would never have -a skill that a journalist/writer would ever wish for. His expression of his feelings was easy to understand as if he was just talking to you one-on-one personally. Still, he raises his forehead on Mr. Francis Magalona, his idol and leaving his both feet on the floor. It's not the color of your pen whether it's blue, red, black or any -the most important thing is what will they understand. I hope I didn't spoil you :) Good Day!

Chill ouT!

Ang huling Elbimbo

2009-06-09T06:23:00.000-07:00

RULES:
1. Put Your itunes/windows media player etc on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name
5. Tag 6 people.

Are you male or female?
Thinking of you - Katy Perry (Should I know yours before I answer?)

Describe yourself.
Ito ang gusto ko -Francis M. (I am the way I wanted to be)

What do people feel when they're around you?
Liebestraum Piano - Franz Liszt[Composer] (Classic? hehe)

Describe your current relationship.
We Belong Together - Mariah Carey *Lols XD*

Where would you like to be now?
Here in my heart - Plus one (I'll stay here in my heart)

How do you feel about love?
Wait for you - Elliot Yamin (I swear I didn't cheat LOL)

What's your life like?
Bleeding in love - Leona Lewis (Whoa. Am i? Haha)

What would you ask for if you had only one wish?
For all of my life - MYMP (For all of my life, you were the one.. na na na Haha)

Say something wise.
Like you'll never see me again - Alicia Keys
(Well, I must say it says you must do anything you want to before it's too late)

If someone says "is this okay?" you say,
Ako'y sayo at ika'y akin lamang - First Circle
("Ngunit bakit sa tuwing ako'y lumalapit ika'y lumalayo?") XD

How would you describe yourself?
Slow Jams - Babyface ft. Tamia (La la la)

What do you like in a guy/girl?
Superproxy - Francis M & Ely Buendia
(LOL, please don't think of something personal)

How do you feel today?
If you're not the one - Daniel Bedingfield
(I don't wanna run away *coz i'm tired^^*)

What is your life's purpose?
Ang pag-ibig kong ito - Moonstar88
(Love is the purpose? I'm not that type of person :P)

What is your motto?
My Boo - Usher ft. Alicia Keys
(Nonsense? zz,)

What do your friends think of you?
Bizaare Love Triangle - Frente
(La la la)

What do you think of your parents?
A little bit - MYMP
(No idea about the related lyrics)

What do you think about very often?
How can I fall - Jed Madela
(Uhmmm. I never thought of it. It happens when we least expected -like a swiper)

What is 2 + 2?
6, 8, 12 - Brian McKnight
(Haha XD maybe the title is to compute :D)

What do you think of your best friend?
Empty Frames - Neyo
(Nope. Not that pessimist huh)

What do you think of the person you like?
Take a Bow - Neyo's version
(Haha. Nothing personal :))

What is your life story?
Kahit Kailan - South Border ~~,
(You will never know unless you'll ask)

What do you want to be when you grow up?
Got to Believe in Magic - Christian Bautista
(I never wanted to be C. Bautista huh)

What will you dance to at your wedding?
Wedding songs - Piano - First Love
(Relaxing instrumentals... Better try ~~,)

What will they play at your funeral?
The way I are - Timbaland
(Whoa. Party people! Glory for my death haha)

What is your hobby/interest?
If I ain't got you - Alicia Keys
(Maybe my habit is having you :D)

What is your biggest fear?
Ayoko sa Dilim - Francis Magalona
(Hahaha. Precise answer XD)

What is your biggest secret?
Let me be the one - Jimmy Bondoc
(Maybe Jimmy wants to be the one to share my secret ^^)

What do you think of your friends?
Time - Bobby Tinsely
(Time connects us -everything was connected by time lol)

What will you post this as?
Ang huling Elbimbo - Eraserheads
(It must be entitled "Ang huling tanong" hahaha)

I used my playlist entitled "Senti" haha so there goes the lonely songs. :D

'Til my next post!
But busy eh?

Chill OuT!

Sophomore *Quite updated

2009-04-23T01:12:00.000-07:00

Revelation:
I had my injury after seeing my current girl -Mary Jane Mahinay- with another. Actually, I have a friend whose committed with Jane's friend so we planned to bond near the Church but then I didn't attend so my friend brought his brother who has some feeling for Jane. So, I saw them, they saw me, they called me but I refused to join them. I walked my feet with the rainy weather to make my way home but accidentally, when we curved our way perpendicularly, there was a *Poso* -something they pump to get water- with algaes on it's ground, I slipped and trying to balance myself, I used my hands to stand on the ground but I still failed. Lying on the floor, I stand up myself and I take my way myself home ignoring the ache in my arms. I rushed to the bathroom and washed myself then I napped on the sofa with the still ache in my left arm. My mom arrived but I didn't show any difficulty on me. She handed me a KFC meal but I said i'm not yet hungry -which is a big lie- so that I won't eat in front of her (she may notice my injury). After she went up to her room, I ate my dinner wildly -I wasn't able to take my snack eh?. The next morning, I confessed it :D

Oh well,
I've been placed into the pilot section. II - St. Maximilian Kolbe under the supervision of the well-known of being very strict teacher, Mrs. Rowena B. Lazaro. It wasn't that easy for me to move on and forget the company where I came from but then I have to. Anyways, some of my former classmate is still with me :

Jofer Banalnal
Joeriena Garperio
Rafael Arguelles
Juan Miguel Garcia
Stephanie Cruz

I hope I did not miss any.
As usual, first days of classes, introducing ourselves, blah blah.
So the formal class is on. Hmm... The only thing I remember in the start is on our Mathematics lesson. Some introduction of our teacher Mr. Macailing, then some warm-up oral test. He asked "Five hundred divided by one-half plus ten is?" so some participated telling their answers but Sir didn't comment and asked if there are another answers. If I'm not mistaken, the former best in Math -Gervy Celeste- answered two hundred sixty. Weird, because I think the answer is One thousand ten. So then I hitted my try, and Sir went so mysterious not reacting still. Few seconds more, he said "The answer is One Thousand Ten". I earned some extra points because of that.
( Yea I know it's very easy! XD just a thing I can recall during the start of classes) It was my first time to be in a star section so I planned to study effectively. I focused on the subjects where I'm weak -Christian Living, Social Studies, and everything about memorization!- and boosted my knowledge on subjects I love -Mathematics, Computer, anything logical. This time, I bet my adviser is better my former one XD. Every Basic Education Curriculum session, *so-called BEC where the adviser and the student will have an opportunity to talk for some things like plans for contests, social issues, extreme feelings, hatreds, etc.* our session will have a big one circle and all of us will be given an opportunity to say something if we wished to. Meaning, every Wednesday -when BEC is scheduled- is the end of any arguement. Mrs. Rowena B. Lazaro is a scary Priest when it comes into Homily. She used to scold us because of our failures -to move, cooperate, blah blah- and those times we don't actually understand what she wants to come up with after her annoying speech. She caught me sleeping in her class -she's our Araling Panlipunan (Social Studies in English) teacher-for several times during her discussion. She will call my name and ask something that regards with the topic -which I missed to hear because I am busy dreaming >.<- then for sure I cannot answer but thank god, just a short whisper "Tsk Tsk Tsk.." will follow on her mouth.

Intramurals 2006

Boys:

Back ................................................Front

Rafael Arguelles ........................Adrian Gallardo
Aldrin Berruico ........................Ivan Bulaon
Patrick Garcia ........................Jayson Bondad
Gervy Celeste ........................ Joshua Agravio *Me*
Jeiel Paolo Alcala ........................Nicole Paolo Garcia
Gabriel Garcia *6 flat* ........................ Andrew James Beso
Kevinn Antonio ........................Vhic Petalcorin
Jose Remus Bucala ........................Arnulfo Mandario
Aljo Farenas ........................Jhed Matthew Taytay
Francis Grepo*Right most*

Girls:

Back................................................ Front

Nicola Camille Marigundon ........................Irish Anne Line
Karla Montano ........................Mary Jane Tingson
Michelle Pancipane ........................ Joeriena Garperio
Lorybelle Lacdao ........................ Saira Padol
Ma. Elliza Bismonte ........................Katrina Alcuaz
Jessica Baylon ........................Millen Joie Penazo
Michelle Clemente ........................Jamelyn Samonte
Kaetlyn Ardon ........................Stephanie Cruz
Nadhel Laylo ........................Justine Cuneta
Megumi Yamada*who AChooed ^^* Mary Ann Mariano
Jean Karla Aguilar
Jonalyn Martinez

This event is a big thingfor all of us. First of all, a week without any class :D. Last year, we also have an intramurals, but I didn't attend classes for 3 days knowing it isn't considered as school days but then it is and I was considered absent those days. Mrs. Lazaro told us that there is a trophy for the section who will grab the most medal called The Over-all Champion -Five points for Gold, three points for Silver, 1 point for Bronze- and she encourages us to achieve it (Well I think she must not expect on us ^^). I joined the Basketball and Chess team. I concentrated in Chess.
Kevinn Antonio and Ivan Bulaon are my team mates. Kevinn can play good, Ivan knows how to play -^^ guilty but it's ok- and I, -Hmm.. how should I describe my play... aha!- have a better experience with playing against Amateurs. The first game was so easy. It was against another Sophomores, and I think -telling the truth- they don't actually play Chess -because they aren't that serious... they laugh, blah blah. The second game was also easy, against Freshmen ^^
(There are 4 divisions: Junior *Freshmen and Sophomore* and Seniors *Third and Fourth Year* but of course male and female are separated).
I heard a player,who'll be my next opponent, from himself that he easily checkmated his previous newbie opponent for just four moves but I see his play (while waiting for the official games) in Novice level -that rude bastard. So our game started with a shakehands, then exchange of moves. Without any drop of sweat in my sideburns (English translation of Patilya according to google XD), I won -I have to be rude to this hopeful bastard >.< . The third game, Semi-Finals, was tough. My next opponent was an expert player according to my classmate. He can't even win against that man. It brought me to a stage of losing hope XD. Ivan's next opponent was a homosexual so I suggested, If Ivan could trick his opponent through his looks and Kevinn defeated his opponent then we shouldn't worry about my game. Unfortunately, Ivan failed. Kevinn and me are obligated to win our match. Whew! I don't know how but fortunately I won my game against that well-known expertee. So Kevinn's table is the decision match and I can see that in their position, Kevinn has a great advantage against his opponent. Even though they're not yet finished, I can declare that we won -and yes, we did. We had our way to the Finals.
(We are in a double-elimination manner of tournament and only ten teams are aspiring for the medals that made us easy to achieve the finals because we don't have any defeats yet)
We're against some Freshmen. Luckily, the known varsity of the other team was on Ivan's table -well, it's better than defeat me or Kev and trust Ivan on his playful play XD- while Kev and my opponent isn't that famous in having a great play but still we cannot say we can beat them. The Finals started at shakehands as usual, then the game started. Ivan lost for about ten minutes I think and again, we must win our table in order to win against them. The Library had it's perfect silence while the sound of the turning chess pieces gave the only noise surrounding it. My both hands were so cold while holding each other hiding under the table and my knees felt the shiver delivered by tension. At last... I had my key to win after pawning his Queen on my Rook's hand in an open check position towards his King. I didn't give him any chance to balance our pieces again. Then technically, victory is mine. Kevinn's table again is the decision match -I won my table, Ivan lost his table. But again I can see that he is almost winning. We are allowed to watch their game but not to coach of course ^^. Minutes passed, He won. The facilitators declared that we win the game set and become the Gold Placer. Whew, the pressure is gone. We rushed into our classroom sharing the good news that we added a Gold Medal on our section because we're running to have the Over-all champion Trophy. They congratulated us with smiles. Our standing was four wins, zero defeats.

I also played on our Basketball team, and we bagged the Bronze medal on it. It's okay, we don't expect our section to own the Physical games as we are in a Pilot section but still some of us exceed like Jessica Baylon who grabbed a Gold in Badminton. Yes, our section owned the mind games and bagged many gold in it. To estimate, we received nine Gold medals. We received all the medals for us during the awardings, plus the most prestigious award : The Over-all Champion. We all went up to the stage and took the big trophy with big grins while holding the one which we sweated for. Our adviser congratulated us personally and had her speech for our learnings when we went up into our classrooms.

So back to sophomore life XD
I got eliminated for the running for honors after having an 81 grade in Science. Well, it's a bad news after all. Actually during the Intramurals week, I consulted Ms. Valdez -our Science teacher- about my grade's health XD -i know this subject is a very threat for me. She said, "I won't tell you. Just enjoy the Intramurals for now" in English XD (Hindi ko sasabihin sayo. Mag-enjoy ka muna ngayong intrams). It's okay, ^^.

Ms. Marilou Valdez is our Science teacher. She was my favorite one. She talked to me personally one day asking "Mr. Macailing was shocked how did you come up with 81 for he said he know you are good in Math and yet, Mathematics is a branch of Science. It seems you're having a difficulty in my subject. I wanna know the reason behind this. Sometimes I wonder, is it because of me? Am I too fast in discussing? Am I not good in teaching?". I explained my experience during elementary that I noticed my difficulty in memorization but it was easy for me to tackle logical subjects. She appreciated my answer and explained about the left and right brain where logic and creativity are stocked. That since birth, a man could be great in logic but weak in creativity, vice versa, or balanced but not exceeding. I took her number from a classmate and I kept on texting her about this things, etc. One time, she said that I'm a good child and if she'll be a mother, she'd like to have a son like me. My mom have read this message and she asked who she is, I said she's my science teacher
(Oops, Jealous) :D.
She was the first Science teacher who understand and appreciated me after all my low performance on her subject. Actually, once I apologized for not having a great knowledge on her subject but she was dazzled saying,it's not the knowledge which matters, it's the interest for a student to learn. The next quarters, even though I'm low in her tests, I had 85 in my card XD.

My dad arrived december to have his Christmas break vacation here in Philippines. And a bad welcome for him, I had a fever -Typhoid Fever. I wasn't able to attend class for several days. I was confined in a hospital for seven days. That was my first time being sent into a hospital #-o.
Someone texted me and my cousin read it for me:
"Kamusta ka na?"
(How are you)
I told her to reply:
"Eto nakahiga nagpapahinga"
(I'm here lying, having my rest)

I cannot forget that Ms. Valdez also beeped on my cellphone:
"Pgaling kna.
Miss n kta sa rum :)"
(Get well soon.
I miss you in your classroom)
I wasn't able to take her periodical test about reproductive system *which I know I'll fail* so I requested for a special test but she told me not to worry instead, have my rest and she'll take care of it. I wonder what is she planning to do. Fortunately, I had 85 again in my card :D. I know my unit test we're about twenty over fifty items. Now I know ~~,

Bad news, I wasn't able to attend our Christmas Party and Family Day.

Hmm.. what more...

Yea, my classmated shared something
"Haha, ui! Ba't daw ganun reply mo ky Mrs. Lazaro? Haha...
(Haha hey! Why did you replied to Mrs. Lazaro in that way?)"
I asked for any clue because I don't know what he is talking about "Huh?".
"Eto, nakahiga, nagpapahinga
(I'm here lying, having my rest)"
he said with a follow-up contagious laugh.
"Ay, si Mrs. Lazaro ba yun? (Oh, is it Mrs. Lazaro?)"
"Haha uo! nagtaka nga eh... tinatanong kami kung bakit ganun ka daw magreply
(Haha, yea! actually she was curious... asking us why did you reply in that way)"
"Kasi, yung pinsan ko nagbasa ng text eh. Sinabi ko nalang kung ano irereply nya. Hindi kasi binasa kung kanino galing eh, kala ko kaklase lang"
(It's because, it is my cousin who read the message. I just told her what to reply. She didn't even read if it's sender, I thought it's just a classmate)
Whoa, what an impolite reply XD.

Hmm...

Oh yea, our fieldtrip!
I forgot about it XD
Hmm... sorry but I can't recall.

Our recollection. The only scene I remember is, we're stranded because our bus had a problem so we went home so late for had to wait for the cars to pick us up.

Mrs. Rowena B Lazaro is the best adviser for me. After all, she wasn't that scary anymore XD. We realized this because of this scenario:
She was having her homily -scolding us for something we did. We were solemnly listening to her speech and her voice was very striking like you would prefer to lose your ears than hear it while...
...a cockroach approached...
"Ay Ipis!"
(Oh Cockroach!!)
The class wasn't able to hold our small giggles XD. For sure she saw it, but then the mood changed and the homily ended. We realized that sometimes she wasn't really mad just because she's scolding us. It is just because she wants us to LEARN.

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-I'm on the rightmost part, standin', without cap-

Another scenario!
This year, I participated on our Street Dance Competition. Well, it is a contest against different year levels. I, Kevinn, Jofer, Jessica, Joeriena, Lina, Karla and Stephanie were the participants from our section. We rehearsed every Saturday sleepy morning 'til hot afternoon at GYM I. The soundtrack we used was remixed -Gimme That by Chris Brown, Fergilicous by Fergie, and I forgot the first song actually XD. The Fourth Year level achieved the First place while we bagged the second place. It's okay, part of experience ~~,

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Another picture XD
It's Dota Boys except Aljo, the one below.

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Well, i'm done
Oh well, I'm glad I've updated my blog again.
Compared to other school year entries, this maybe the longest one.

Next post: Life of a Neyo (Junior)

PS: I'm a member of Sipnayan *Mathematics* Club
That's all :D

Chill out!

For My Idol, Dad..

2008-06-29T07:03:00.001-07:00

*for a while fellas, before i go on with my next topic..
I made this piece maybe for an hour before the
Father's Day
end*

"This piece is like a prayer
adoration, contrition, and thanksgiving..
I don't have to supply him anything
because I knew that he'll give what i need later.."

I made this on English to let you know
how well-educated was your son for now
a Graduatee of a private school in section 1
by treasuring every minute my dad have done

my goal is to be just a complete man
to have a complete mind, plus my heart are my plans
so I'll never do nothing in the midst of sunset
..don't worry, you won't be a grandfather yet ^^

I'm still a teen, don't need to rush
for making a girl impressed and blushed..
first of, I'll b saving many cash
see me dad, sooner, I'll be the wisest Josh ~~,

Your concern for me was my armor
That's why I'm never been stabbed
I love to live all on my culture
don't worry.. there's no bad being hiphop ^^,

Before i forgot, a happy Father's day..
for a wise and bright painter
-from one of your biggest artpiece
to a man with mind, heart and hand.. you, the best creator

~~, Josh

P.S.:

Greeting our Parents don't have any payment,
and it's free ait? So do it usually, because you don't know
how wonderful the gifts from us for them.

Chill out!!

Freshman

2008-06-12T01:20:00.000-07:00

Obviously, this is about my story bein' a Freshman. The school wasn't near my previous school, yet it is so far from my house too. My parents have already planned to let me study there, a private school, even though i don't want there at first. I thought it's time for me to be with my neighbors' school, but it wasn't. I knew nobody at that school community except for my cousin, Joy. And so, i attended the :

First step of HS: First Day of Classes

Whew! I am not wearing my uniform plus my mom accompanied me to my school because it's my first time to go there. Seems that I'm kinda late, because the lane of the Freshmen had all left. But then my cousin, Joy's sister, May, told me that my section is Tarshiershoes *First spelling came into my mind*. Then, that section's adviser came down,Mr. Impelido asked my section, so i said
Tarshiershoes, then lead me to our classroom. There, on the top of the door, I saw the right spelling of our section w/c is St. Tarcisius!! Oh i forgot, I'm kinda weird man because that day, I was wearing a sling-medical *the term according to google*. I have an arm injury those times because I have slipped in the midst of the rain with algae on the floor which is slippery ^^.
So then, being aware of my environment, i have known that my current seatmates we're Miguel and Crisanto *my seatmates for groupings only^^*. Then the first activity..

Get to know each other : Names

On this activity, the first one will tell his/her name, the second one will tell the first one's name, then tell his/her name, the third one will tell first one and second one's name, then his/her name and so on. Unfortunately, I'm the last person according to the sequence of the seatings. WTF! I gotta listen to them all, because i will tell all the human being's names on our section afterwards! *I hate memorizations if you know..*. Wisely, I've written their names within the sequence. Then amazingly, I've made it ~~, , recited all the 40+ different faces' names plus known my crush' name on that first day, Erika ^^.

Those days, I am so quiet even though I already have some friends to talk to ~~,. And because it's my first time coming to a private school, the following are my mission-impossibles:

1. Play computer games on weekends only
-I play Ragnarok Online those times, an addict player!
2. Make a reviewer notebook
-Something that will contain only keywords
3. Participate actively in class discussions
-Which I used to do
4. Have more friends
-Yea, I'm a friendly one
5. Get exploding on math hours
- My favorite subject, show time?! ~~,

Unfortunately, I failed the First promise.
Because I was excited being Hunter and Assassin on that pRO!.
Second promise ; failed too. I don't have much time because of failing promise #1.
Third promise ; success!
Fourth promise ; success, almost all of my classmates are my close friend ^^.
Fifth promise ; success. But unfortunately, I think only 91 was my highest mark on my card.

These Freshmen days was my happiest batch I think. Because of the combinations of my classmates. We we're called *Manila Zoo* because of many calling names such as animals *Lec-hon, Butiki, Red-nosed raindeer, Aso, Bangus, etc. And I think the balance of our bonding was 8o% fun and 20% study.

I became the top 7, 7, 8, 6 of the class *from first-fourth quarter with its order*.
We don't have closing party and Feast day's party *don't know why, maybe because of our adviser's performance ^^*. So for the closing party, I plus my fellas went to Star City!
To mention their names, as i remember they are the following :

Joshua *Me^^*
Arvie Magno
Mark Garcia
Bren Cruz
Joshua Perez
Kevin Wan
Drexler Marasigan
Glenn Saturnino
Jimboy Bayani
Jc Barawidan
King Abraham Rocha
Crisanto Sigue
Kenneth Coronel

All boys ait? ^^ Yes we had fun there and actually we have some records.
*King Abraham kicked the props on horror house where someone was holding it.
*Glenn and Kenneth went up to the restricted area on Jurassic Ice Park and they wore Sando "Took off their clothes" which is restricted too.

I can't forget it, because that was my first time going out with my new friends. And our dancer classmate, Kevin Wan, was B-boy'ing *breakdancing* on the Hallway ^^.

Well done, those are my happy memories being a Freshman. I enjoyed it, but unfortunately/fortunately, I accelerated onto the higher section the next school year, Section A *Pilot Section*.

P.S.

I started being a Pangster *refer to the Pangya Players ^^* these times. I think it is on the midst of October when I've met my long-distanced friends. Whose :

Seychelle Airiz Gonzales
- I think this is not her real name^^

Stephanie Pearl Lim
- See the previous article? It's her

Till' my next post : Sophomore
Keep hoppin' ^^ Chout!!

~~, J

Brief Autobiography

2008-05-24T01:32:00.000-07:00

I studied at my early age of 5, learning on my kinder garden times.. Hmm.. lemme see.. The only thing I still remember is, that my teacher delayed my dismissal and tested my English skills. She gave me a matching type test on English-Tagalog of the days of the week
(Sunday-Monday/Linggo - Lunes). Haha, and I did the method that my friends taught me -the mini-mini minee mo method! Dunno what was the result of that exam. One more thing, that I went home on the midst of class hours because my classmates are all trippin' me. Unfortunately, that wass the exact day of the *Injection* of our class (So-called "Bakuna"). My parents wondered about my early arrival so they asked but I reasoned out -"We had an early dismissal. On the time of dismissal where I'm at my home, my teacher accompanied by my classmates went to my home! Some of my classmates knew where my house is so they must have lead my teacher the way. I'm the only remaining one who was about to be injected, all of my classmates were watching me as they wait.Then the big event, the injection scene... My eyes were all closed -ready for the incision. The doctor said "It's finished..". Nah' I didn't feel anything! Haha.. Kinder times was the beginning of my ultimate skill playing computer games. I can still recall the most popular one gadget -"Family Computer".I play Contra,
*99 lives = down left up right, B A B A select start, a cheat :)*
Mario Land, etc. I graduated successfully.

Elementary times..
I was on the 7th over 9 sections. Whew! My house was too far to my school. My parents intended it because they wanted me to be far from my friends (neighbors). They don't want me to learn such things as they do -like cutting classes ^^. If I'm not mistaken, my teacher was, Ma'am Bautista! I'm one of the known SIGAs (One who never hold back in fights; brave) on our batch XD.

Then on grade 2, I was promoted for the section 4 -improved!. I think my Mathematics skills was on the uprising stage those times that pushed me to a higher section. My teacher was Ma'am Viscara. My dad oftenly drag me to our school through a Bicycle. On the midst of this school year, I asked my dad "How about I'll go to school alone?". He allowed me. That was my first time to ride alone in a Jeepney. It was actually two rides of Jeepney to reach my school but not far enough that I pay the minimum fare each ride (P3.00 that year). I noticed that as I wait for the Jeepney to reach my school, my eyes were a bit wet but I know I am not crying. Maybe it is just a neutral feeling for a child to travel alone on his/her first time. Weeks passed, this habit of my eyes banished.
Once, I had a seatmate named Aileen. She was cute enough to make kids blush on her (I use the term kids for I am one of them :P). There was a guy named Leonardo -let's say- committed on her -because they have a crush on each other. Leo got jealous on me after Aileen admitted that she had a crush on me. Maybe some time I triggered it worse and once, his anger unleashed. He hitted me a punch so I replied some and then we exchanged harder as our temper gets higher and higher. It happened near the blackboard that made all of our classmates witnessed the clash. Our teachers never had an idea of fight scenes since no one dares to inform our terror teacher :D. As an award, both of us received the prestigious black eye. I'm a bit tensed when I'm about reach my way home because I am afraid to take my Dad's sermon and punishment as it is obvious that I had a black eye. As I reach our street, he saw the mark on my eye though I am trying to hide it. He handed my face up to see it clearly to confirm that he see a black eye on me. Tensed with his reaction, I wondered as he giggled for a second. No scolding session occured. Questions were left on my mind -"Why didn't he scold me?',"Why did he laugh on me?"- for a long time but now I can say the reasons behind those. It was part of experience XD.

Grade 3, section 4 still -I forgot the name of my teacher. One time, we had a test on English. My Father was watching me there, but i'm not in my mood to answer it so i didn't, on the reason "I don't have pencil and paper anymore" even though I do have some. My teacher informed my dad whose outside the room waiting me. My dad bought a pencil and a paper, and I was forced to answer that. I think the topic is "Singular and Plural ^^", the simple words such as basket, ball, rainbow, etc.

Grade 4, section 4 again. My teacher was Ma'am garcia, a terror teacher!! Whew' her punishment was, tapping hardly an inch diametered cylindrical wood on our hands! For many times I've experienced that heavy punishment. She recognized me because of my Math skills which is her subject, so slight less of penalties^^.I am on the place of top 7-8 those times.

Grade 5, Ma'am Santamaria, section 3! Jeez, her introduction? That she was a Lion whose about to eat us when we we're caught doing something that we musn't especially during her classes!! She was also called as one of those terror teacher, but actually, she wasn't. She was my favorite teacher -teaching English and Mathematics. She used to compete us Mathematics students. I find her quizzes "Logic" so i loved her style. I am the Top 6 on that grade.
One thing I can still recall is a scene on her quiz.
(In a form of a quiz bee -using a 1/8 illustration board)
For the final question, she asked:
"Round off to the nearest tenth the number 1999."
I know its 2000 (long explanation) so I wrote it on my board and hide it.
Minutes ago, Ma'am told us to reveal our answer. I feel more tensed after seeing we had different answers (1990, 1999, etc.). I concluded that my answer is wrong because our "Best in Math" is also in another number. Losing my confidence, I almost downed my illustration board but then Ma'am announced "2000 is the answer, who got it right?" and then my classmates pointed me. Whoa! I didn't expect my weird independent answer to be appreciated.
(Lol yeah, easy question -but not as a grade five student)
I joined the Cheering Squad Competition on that time -"Mighty" is the name of whom we were cheering for -as we scream "Go Mighty!" blah blah. We bagged the Third place.

Then the graduating stage, grade 6, on section 2!. Don't know why I am not qualified on the star section (A) except knowing that my behavior is a hindrance XD. That was the most memorable school year among all of my elementary years. There was some stupid situation that I took a punishment that was actually not for me. An unreasonable punishment that my teacher might be imprisoned doing it.
(You don't have to know what he/she did.)

Positive memory about his teaching hours:
(His is not always for boys -that bastard was a gay)

He is performing his introduction about his next topic, Ordinal Numbers.
He asked : "What is the difference between Ordinal and Counting Numbers?"
He released many words of wisdom (like "My god, no one knows? any idea?", blah blah) for about several minutes. I analyzed. I have no idea about this mysterious Ordinal Numbers because I do not take advance reading. Mind over Matter. Ordinal is an adjective and I guess the root word is "Order" so I took my guess and raised my right hand up right after he asked us If we have any idea.
I said
"Arrangement?".
"Very Good! Now..." he continues his lecture.
"Galing :D"
(Great :D)
said Ariane.

Next:

The Christmas dance competition, the most memorable one. We danced over the soundtrack "Pasko na naman" of Sexbomb! -lol. We grooved it on a swing style. Suzette was my partner. Before the awaited performance, my classmate treated me on Computer shop as we got bored while waiting for grade 6's turn. We played Counter-Strike . We arrived back a minutes late to prepare ourselves so both of us rushed on our costume and luckily, we had beat the time -the exact moment of our performance- so we were able to perform. We bagged the first place on this big event.
That was the time I started a habit on going late on coming home. The habit of chilling with my friend's house -3x further from school to my home-, Counter-strike with my friends, etc.

Then the graduation day.
We all graduated.

PS : I was one of those who we're called their parents because of not doing their assignments, on grade 5. My first "Call-Parent" Penalty.

TiL my next post, about my High-School times. Pictures of my Elementary times maybe next time if i'L have a time. Cho'ut!!

~~, Josh

About me -source: friendster

2008-05-23T02:37:00.000-07:00

John Joshua H. Agravio

That was my name. They usually call me: Josh, Joshua, Agravio, Uwa, at Master (dun sa mga MINI version ko daw). My birthday was June 23, 1993, I am Cancer (astronomically *zodiac sign). I live in Pasay, a weird city of weird people. I love playin' computer games, logical games, basketball, chess, but then these times im too busy with my appointments *sigh*. I am a Third Year Student of SCPS creeping in my room, a pilot section. I am a lazy person. I am a member of Sipnayan *Math* club, DotaBoys of tarci, Batibot of tarci, Heart of Cuirass of tarci, etc. I loved to read PUGAD BABOY, but then i stopped because im so busy with my stuffs.I love to listen on RnBs, i hate ROCK. My favorite movies/TV shows on my whole past
lifetime was Gokusen, Detective Conan, I am Legend, Death Note, etc. I love the way i am, the way i think, i move, i hate on somethin, i love on somethin', etc. I am a logic person who loves logical things. I am a sensitive person enough to sense some things that are weird* because i loved to play like a detective^^. I am also a writer. Writer of poems, entries that i want to be read to let the people know what they must. An example of it was *anong sey mo*, a contest of COURIER, an organization of our school concern of writers. I've written an article about *MATHEMATICS AS THE EASIEST SUBJECT* and it won. Im proud to tell it because it's an achievement, not for FAME or POPULARITY, but it was the writer's chievement, to let the public read and understand what they must. So it's an achievement for a writer, not for Josh. By the way, i gotta leave. Just leave a comment maybe regarding to this essay^^. P.S., im a pride-filled person.

Continuation:
As ~~, Josh, i also have many allies anywhere. Some because of DotA, principles, hobby, etc.
But somehow i also have many opponents/enemies. I don't curse them on my mind or have an anger on them. Instead, i simply think, "what if this man was about to duel against me? nah' no chance of losing..". Principles are my kneepads, bandages, etc. It supports me a lot even though i'm injured/wounded by these sh*tty problems. My mind can count thousands of sheeps, but then i can't sleep early at night. Always about 2-3am specially this vacations.
Think i got insomnia.. Whew!

~~, Josh

*source: http://www.friendster.com/fadingtrickstar*

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This article was made for about December, 2007 which means it was not updated yet.
Til' my next post, Ch'ouT!!

Who's this jerk.?!

2008-05-22T04:53:00.000-07:00

The name is John Joshua H. Agravio..
chillin' here in Maricaban, Pasay City..
born on June 23, 1993..
Studied on my early age of 5. Now 14 years old, graduating in High School.
Will be 15 on my birthday written above of course ^^
I am the only child of our family, no brother, no sister,
so no *hating kapatid! (Brother/Sister share)*.. =P
My parents are both Filipino, so i am aFilipino too and im
proud bein' one.

My dad was named Honorio S. Agravio *sort of spanish^^*.
A honored student on his class times. I liked his story:

He had an enemy, a big enemy on his high school.
Maybe it was a gang or a group, yet he was alone.
So in order to be safe, he was forced to drop his studies.
Intentionally failed his exams, quizzes, etc. He escaped those because thinking wisely,
what can he do on a section of boys who wants to eliminate him.? He used to sell *balot* on his early age
in order to help his family.
On his 20+ maybe, he worked on factories of handicrafts.
He swiftly excelled and promoted and was called *bossing*.
Now, he worked on Dubai UAE as a Paint Artist, and currently, on Thailand working on scale models.
Im so proud of him because even though he was not able finish his studies,
he can manage to pay tuition fees on my private school, brought me and mom
on Thailand too just for a summer vacation, buy our new house on Laguna, give us a comfortable life, etc.
So i treasure anything and everything he give.
I am the remaining chance of our family to have our own car, and i promise
to do that maybe when im in years of working.
(My dream for my family :D)

My mom was named Ofelia Aquino Hunat, but on his birth certificate, Lourdes was
her name! Typographical error? I do not know. She was the youngest child of her siblings. Intellectually well-known on her class times. Became one of those honors at her times, even in Saint Mary's Academy *In front of my school* which is also a private school. I don't know much about her ^^, apologies. Their age difference is 2, my mom was older than my dad. I salute their love for each other. They have a very strong foundation of trust -even they're many miles away.

Anyways, this is my blog -not my Mom's, or Dad's. Haha so off topic.
I am Feeling soooooooo weak this day... Gray lips, tiny voice, 1/2 maximum opening of eyes,
feeling cold in the midst of the afternoon, etc. But I know I should not waste my time by
just taking nap there at my sofa. So i decided to write, and the result is this.

The next post, my turn, my story. Ch'out!

~~, Josh