And I shall remain silent.

Considering the fact that I am not even halfway through with The Kitchen God's Wife (and the English exam is already on Tuesday, along with Chemistry), and that I have been receiving a lot of signs that I am in terrible need of sleep, I won't be posting anything for a while. I doubt that this would be a loss to anyone since people have better things to do than read my blog.

Since this is going to be my last entry (for a week), I might as well make it a bit longer. And perhaps it should be more -- what's the word? Meaningful?

The topic of this entry is based on what one of my friends is going through. In fact, it is this friend's fault that I am still awake (since I had planned to sleep fifty minutes ago). Perhaps some students can relate with this friend. I say 'students' because they don't have to be in Pisay in order to experience this: being compared to other students by one's parents.

I know how it feels like. My mom has done that to me lots of times in the past. She would always say that I could have done better. And she would always add, "Why did you get this score when got this score?"

And how does it feel? It stings. But as time passes, it doesn't sting as much as the first time.

Then again, I still don't see why some parents do this to their children. What good will comparing their kids to others' do? What's the point of bringing their own children's self-esteem down? Don't they realize that it makes their children feel that they're not good enough? That they don't deserve to be called their children?

No two people are exactly alike. Everyone knows that. Parents who love to compare should just keep quiet. There's no need to rub it in.

I really don't know if this entry makes any sense. I'm too tired to check my grammar. Forgive me for any possible mistakes.

Till then.

Late.

Sir Joey was right.

Code Geass is so COOL!

I am currently watching episode 7 of the first season with my brothers. I know that I should do something more productive but considering the fact that I haven't been following any series for a while, this is quite refreshing.

Elocution is tomorrow. And I just had to be the third Pota person to present -- just because I am the class secretary (who hasn't even done anything other than hand out certificates to classmates during Social Science).

God help me. Help me give Atticus Finch's closing speech justice.

Sometimes, running away

is the only logical thing

that I can think of.

Shakespeare, I have something to tell you.

The world really is conspiring against me. Either that or it's trying to tell me not to study for the Biology LT.

It has been an hour and I have not downloaded that PPT on the immune system yet. Don't get me wrong. I tried to download it five times. For some reason, an error always occurs and the download stops.

Great, it just happened again. Make that six fruitless attempts.

And my Iggy the Iguana (the pambata biology) book is missing for some reason. And I can't find my Campbell (the hardcore biology) book too.

What is the world trying to tell me?

To study, or not to study?

Shakespeare, THAT is

the real question.

One-liners are love.

This is Hell Week.

We all know what that means, right?

The periodic exams are just around the corner.

The teachers will cram lessons this week so that they can be granted the right to give long tests before the exams.

Lots of homework and projects will be crammed by students who are already in need of sleep.

Are you ready for this?

Frankly, I don't think I am.

Ignorance is bliss

most of the

time.

Lay Zee Ness

She's someone whom I've been trying to ditch for the past years. She's the main reason why I cram. She's the main reason why I have such humongous eyebags. :))

But no matter how hard to try, no matter what I do, she always manages to bind my hands and feet. She controls my mind and tells me not to do something even when that something is important.

And that sucks.

I really have better things to do, but here I am, blogging away even though I can afford not to (since I already have more than five entries since my EK post). It goes to show that I still need to find someone who can beat Lay Zee Ness -- someone called Respon Sy Bility.

And I hope that I find him before it's too late.

Where are you?

I need you

now.

I shall never pollute again.

ICC was surprisingly fun.

Truth to be told, I was very surpised with the number of student attendees: two freshmen, two sophies, three juniors, and the rest of the students were fourth years. I thought that a lot people would attend since participation equals five points for the first LT. Four teachers, namely Sir Talaue, Ma'am Dacs, Sir Guce, and another Bio teacher (I don't know her name since she never became my teacher. ^_^;) accompanied us.

We only spent one hour in the "beach" of Manila Bay, picking up and segregating trash.

Interesting finds for the day:

• slippers and shoes - A lot of people really want to be like Jose Rizal. :))
• sea shells - Fine, it isn't supposed to be surprising since we were at a place that was once a clean beach but what the heck, I'm easily amused.
• wood - And I assumed that people valued this. After all, good wood isn't cheap.
• underwear - I thank David Ples and Sir Talaue for giving me gloves. :))

Organisms found:

• a rat - The fourth years and Ma'am Dacs screamed their heads off at the sight of the gray creature. :))
• ipis-dagat - It looks like a normal cockroach except it has more legs.
• a crab - Ada found it. It was so small.

We went to MoA afterwards. Julia asked to be fetched so it was only Ada and me. We had to sneak her into the mall since she was barefooted (her shoe started 'talking' right after the cleanup). By the grace of God, we were able to make our way to the department store and buy her a pair of rubber slippers.

And the rest can be classified under F-U-N.

Not only did I help save the environment, I also got bonus points and an excuse to go and have fun in MoA.

It is a win-win thing, is it not? :)

Keep moving forward to a brighter tomorrow.

That's actually the motto of Remy, the heroine from Nobody's Girl. If you don't know what it is, it's an anime about Remy, a young girl who goes through a lot of trials -- from getting kicked out of her home to working everyday for the benefit of an old man who 'cares' for her. Despite everything, Remy manages to stay lively and optimistic. In the end, she finds out that she is actually the daughter of a rich woman and everything else goes well for her.

I may not be Remy, but her motto really applies to me right now. I will not let this one event bring me down. I know that it isn't entirely my fault. I'm better than this.

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Anyway, I'm going to join the International Coastal Cleanup tomorrow. Ada Suarez, my kalahi from last year, will also come along! Tomorrow ought to be fun.

I really should start packing my things for tomorrow.

If I fall into the bay, will I grow an extra finger? :))

Bliss and Apathy

Here I am, in the Pisay library, waiting to be fetched from school.

To be honest, I am actually thankful that all of the tests were given this morning. To my pleasant surprise, I actually did well in the SS quiz. My poor brain cells must have reached their limit during the Math long test (-crosses fingers-) and Filipino test (which I really want to pass [take note that I'm not aiming high]) but at least I had the liberty to relax from CS onwards.

It's 1610 already. I probably should go now.

Tighten your grip, dear.

We're almost there.

Just one more

day.

Thank you. :)

The Lord is kind. This day was unusually great.

Reasons:

1. I came to school in a good mood.
2. Sir Chuckie showed us this cool video about the immune system. It had clips from different games such as Kingdom Hearts, Zelda, etc. The video related the skin, macrophages, T-cells, etc. to the scenes in the clips. If Sir Chuckie can actually show us vids for every single topic, Biology would be really fun. :))
3. Sir Espinas gave the Lab Techletes (corny, but that's all I've got) a BREAK. We couldn't believe our ears.
4. I was able to chillax for two whole periods because of #3.
5. There was no PE since we were required to attend a talk regarding rehydration sponsored by Gatorade. Basically, they just kept on telling us to drink Gatorade since it's the best drink. Gatorade -- Is it in you? :))
6. The people from #5 gave everyone free Gatorade! I got the blue-colored one since Ada was nice enough to trade with my grape Gatorade.

Two more days.

Hang in there,

dear.

Hold on (for dear life).

This is turning out to be a very bad week for me. Yesterday had its ups and downs but it was still tolerable. Sadly, this day is just

*_*;

Anyway, only three days left. I hope tomorrow turns out well.

Lord, I lift my prayers to you

because everything is

in your hands.

The Oblivious One

Actually, 'irresponsible' might be a better adjective.

Why is it that I'm always the only one who doesn't know that there's a SS quiz or a Physics homework or even a Chemistry long test? T_T

My only motive for going online today was to look at some Ruby EK trip posts since I wasn't able to go yesterday. And by Jove! Oona's stat immediately caught my attention. Why is she researching on tuberculosis?

"Bio. Don't you know?" she asked.

Obviously, I didn't.

It turns out that there will be a reporting tomorrow per group. My group is in charge of tuberculosis. Only one person can report per group. And Sir Chuckie will choose who by drawing lots.

So here I am, typing this post when I should be researching on how to prevent the contraction of the disease.

Go me.

The Analytical Thinker

I am sick. No EK. :(

Aldrich told me to try this personality test since it's supposed to yield accurate results. Since I have nothing else to do, I decided to try it out. The results are very surprising. For one, I do not consider myself as an analytical person. However, I did see that the results are quite true.

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Analytical Thinkers are reserved, quiet persons (this is very true especially if I'm not familiar with anyone around me). They like to get to the bottom of things - curiosity is one of their strongest motives. They want to know what holds the world together deep down inside. They do not really need much more to be happy because they are modest persons. Many mathematicians, philosophers and scientists belong to this type. Analytical Thinkers loathe contradictions and illogicalness; with their sharp intellect, they quickly and comprehensively grasp patterns, principles and structures. They are particularly interested in the fundamental nature of things and theoretical findings; for them, it is not necessarily a question of translating these into practical acts or in sharing their considerations with others. Analytical Thinkers like to work alone; their ability to concentrate is more marked than that of all other personality types. They are open for and interested in new information.

Analytical Thinkers have little interest in everyday concerns - they are always a little like an “absent-minded professor” whose home and workplace are chaotic and who only concerns himself with banalities such as bodily needs when it becomes absolutely unavoidable. The acknowledgement of their work by others does not play a great role for them; in general,they are quite independent of social relationships and very self-reliant. Analytical Thinkers therefore often give others the impression that they are arrogant or snobby ("I thought that you were one of those rich and snobby girls." - MG Valdez) - especially because they do not hesitate to speak their mind with their often harsh (even if justified) criticism and their imperturbable self-confidence. Incompetent contemporaries do not have it easy with them. But whoever succeeds in winning their respect and interest has a witty and very intelligent person to talk to. A partner who amazes one with his excellent powers of observation and his very dry humour.

It takes some time before Analytical Thinkers make friends, but then they are mostly friends for life. They only need very few people around them. Their most important ability is to be a match for them and thus give them inspiration. Constant social obligations quickly get on their nerves; they need a lot of time alone and often withdraw from others. Their partner must respect this and understand that this is not due to the lack of affection. Once they have decided in favour of a person, Analytical Thinkers are loyal and reliable partners. However, one cannot expect romance and effusive expressions of feelings from them and they will definitely forget their wedding anniversary (this applies to birthdays ^_^;). But they are always up to a night spent with stimulating discussions and a good glass of wine! (Bull's eye! :D)

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You can take the personality test at: http://www.ipersonic.com/test.html

EK EK EK EK EK

The Ruby EK outing is tomorrow! Ruby people, see you tomorrow at 8:00 AM!

I may be sixteen but I have never ridden the Space Shuttle before. Tomorrow's outing will change that. Ooners, you must drag me to the ride if I chicken out tomorrow. :))

See you all there!

Friday is the last day.

This is probably the most shallow post, but still...

There's only one more day till weekend! :)

And one more thing...

Marce, why don't you rain in the morning and not at night? You can still give me a three-day weekend, you know. :D

Great, I am talking to a storm. My poor brain must be whacked right now.

Bring on the thunder.

...NO!

I still need to do my Filipino reaction paper (and it's due tomorrow)! As nerdy as it may seem, I actually want to finish it as soon as possible so that I won't have to torture my poor brain cells later. Yes, I cannot write decently in Filipino. The Filipino words that I use aren't exactly deep and most of them are quite...modern? XD Ah, the irony of life.

I can still hear the thunder. I pray that it doesn't strike the transformer once again. I need to finish my homework. -gasp-

I obviously need to stop blogging now and start my Filipino reaction paper. But sadly, I don't know what to write about exactly. And no one knows the format.

Am I responsible or what? :))

Family Day/Card-Giving

For the first time, I came to the Family Day alone. My dad obviously couldn't go while my mom had to attend to my brothers. She only came to school at 1300 to get my report card.

I was a bit late since the people have already assembled in the oval. To my surprise, I saw that there were only six people from Potassium. Anyway, we marched around the oval and then we headed to the gym for the closing ceremony and games.

Like last year, I only helped my batch in Cramming Time. All I can say is that TJ Mora made me feel lucky...and that my left shoulder hurt a lot afterwards. Pity that we didn't win though. Sayang yung pinaghirapan namin.

The batch lunch was better than last year. First of all, the venue (ASTB) was better than last year's venue (fourth floor auditorium). Second, the food (Kenny Rogers!) was good enough.

When my mom came, we immediately headed to Room 314 (Champaca room!) to get my report card.

"Life's greatest adventure is doing one's very best." - Sir Chuckie

Wow, I never thought that my adviser and biology teacher could be that...deep? XD Anyway, I think he's implying that I'm not doing my best which is actually true. ^_^;

Humanities Week: Day 5

Today was also Foundation Day. As always, everyone was required to attend the ceremony in the gym. A Pisay alumnus gave a speech, and a lot of people were recognized -- from the people who got into the Director's List to the Pisay graduates who have the right to brag that they're cum laudes/magna cum laudes/summa cum laudes. Oh, and don't forget the teachers who have been teaching in Pisay for so many years.

The talent show was fun. As much as I want to say that all of the performances were awesome, only a few gave "WOW!" performances, a lot gave "It's all right." performances, and one gave a "Er...at least confident siya." performance. Because she was just awesome, I would like to say: Isabel Serrano, you really are talented. You should have won first place.

Humanities Week: Day 4

The morning was spent in the ASTB. Everyone who participated in the competitions did well. (Go Aldrich! You were great.)

Since Potassium was required to play sambunot for PE, I missed out on some parts of the fashion show. I still got to see Senga act gay though. And I also saw Keziah model. (She should have won the Best Female Model Award. Well, at least that's what I think.)

The afternoon was spent in the guidance center (since there's aircon). Since we had nothing else to do, Francis (Infante), Vinz, Oona, David, and I "let destiny take its course" by playing around with the list of courses that PSHS scholars are allowed to take in college. Sheesh, everyone else kept on getting courses that suit them. I, on the other hand, kept on getting courses such as plant pathology, soil science, agronomy, and PACKAGING ENGINEERING. Talk about unsuitable. And I didn't even know what agronomy is until Sir Chuckie told me. :))

Humanities Week: Day 3

Today went from SAD to FUN.

To be blunt, Potassium's Dikum performance was a disaster. I have a strong feeling that we got last place. (This is my personal opinion so if you disagree with me, please do not kill me.) I don't blame anyone though. A class that fails together stays together. We'll redeem ourselves in the near future (hopefully).

Congrats to CESIUM, RUBIDIUM, and STRONTIUM. All of you gave such awesome performances.

The Sayaw Interpretasyon of the fourth years was worth watching. I'm actually nervous now. I can't dance at all. And I'm not actually the best lights person. What's going to happen to me next year?

Going back to the Sayaw Interpretasyon, I was very surprised with the results. Even though I like the performances of the three sections that got the top places, I thought that Electron would get third place (at least). A lot of people want to complain. Good luck to them.

Congrats to MUON, TAU, and TRUTH.

To complete this day, I went to Avril Lavigne's concert! And I had fun. A lot of fun. My vocal chords are still tired from screaming and singing out loud (yes, you read that right). I just hope that I don't lose my voice tomorrow.

Humanities Week: Day 2

Since I was able to keep away from the sun's heat rays, I can say that this day was better than yesterday.

Alibata, though initially boring, turned out to be a very interesting and fun ACLE. I don't regret choosing this at all. Thanks to this ACLE, I learned why "bakla" is the Filipino translation for "gay." XD

The KKKwiz was fine. It's too bad that LC's team didn't win. I was able to answer the audience question because LC gave me the answer. The prizes were a pack of Choco Mani (which I willingly gave away to Potassium and some other people) and a pad of sticky notes. I think I shall use the latter. It might actually let me earn some points in organization.

Yikes, Dikum's tomorrow. I still don't think that we're prepared. Lots of cramming will be done tomorrow. May God guide me as I play tomorrow.

Humanities Week: Day 1

Of all the days to forget my bottle of sunblock, it just had to be this day. My arms, my face, and even my shoulders have paid the painful price for my ignorance.

-sarcasm- I knew that the oval was going to be piping hot in the morning. I knew that the CO's would be stricter than last year. I also knew that my team would be forced to burn under the sun since we would have no shady place to cool off.

And really, I enjoyed every second spent under the sun. I enjoyed watching my classmates suffer from headaches, nosebleeds, and thirst. I enjoyed tolerating their tempers.

Really, something like this should happen again. -sarcasm-

At 0800 hours, we were required to march into the oval by house. Green Team was supposed to be the sixth house to march (since Ruby is in the team) but for some reason, we were the last to march.

As for the performances, I really can't comment on any of them since I wasn't able to watch. Most of my time in the oval was spent on hunting for shade and trying to ignore the fact that I was getting darker by the second. Ah, let us not forget the yearning for escape from the oval and from the CO's who prevented anyone from leaving.

We were able to leave the oval though...for a few minutes. Before I knew it, I was running back to the oval with my "lunch", drinks, bag, and Kit's bag and jug. Luckily, Justine, Oona, and Kit were able to make it back too.

For the first time, I actually took part in the games. Even though we lost at our first match in the Tug of War, it was still fun. As for the Premyo o Bayong, Justine said that we should respect the game for a while. After answering two questions correctly, we purposely made the wrong choice just to get ourselves eliminated. The rest of the morning was spent under the shade of the kalachuchi trees. But it made no difference. My arms and my face were already badly burnt by the sun.

And finally, we were free from that hellhole commonly known as the Pisay oval.

And nothing really happened after that besides resting and tree planting.

What lessons have I learned from this day? Sunblock is important. The same can be said for water. And the oval is the worst possible venue for the opening ceremonies and the games if the weather is sunny.