Goodbye POSH... (An Insight)

At first I barely knew this show... I thought this will gonna flop... But when I started to watch it, I can't get the hang of it...
I'm hearing the word POSH. It somewhat means elite or of high standard... This was the setting of the show Posh...
Let's start with the boisterous Iwa (my favorite character). She was a poor damsel studying in an elite school. (So expect the rich in the school) She bumps into this group known as Posh lead by Princess from the start, but was overtaken by Vaness (the what-she-wants-what-she-gets girl), together with Rhea (the one with the loose tongue), Hayca (the fierce-looking), and Ashley (the congenial gal who was pretending to be rich). And she bumps (literally) into Hayca, meaning war. So Iwa and Hayca became mortal enemies. Iwa also met Nikki (the fair-maiden Filipina), Gian, and Vivo who are also poor. So they were tagged as Ka-Posh, juxtaposing kapos (short of) to posh. Meet more of the rich: PJ (lived in Canada then moved to the Philippines), Miguel, Joaquin, Vince (he was pretending to be poor: opposite Ashley), and Jules. (the closet gay) And start the royal rumble in the university...
The teen show is about the twists and turns (and adventures and misadventures) of these students. (read: studies, lovelife, family...) Watching this is entertaining and I'm relating to the issues the characters are facing. But now they have to say good-bye. The ending is rather short but I was almost teary-eyed. Iwa and Hayca are now reunited for they know now that they are long lost sisters. Ashley and Vince ended up on each other, showing their true selves. Nikki broke up with the confused PJ to choose over her and his ex-girlfriend, Megan. Vaness had a lonely Christmas until Vivo cane in her house. And PJ's cousin, Angelo, is now "courting" Nikki...
Sad in the end but still happy!!! Thumbs up!

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Read This: You Might Be Shocked

December 10, 2006. I woke up seeing dark clouds and drizzles. I ate fried rice for breakfast when my mother told me to accompany my brother to the barber shop. So after my meal, we went to the barber shop which was a jeepney away.

My brother sat on the right side near the edge while I was on the left at the back of the driver. As I was to be seated, I noticed this man “glaring” at me. I wasn’t sure if it was me but somewhat he “followed” me with his sight and “glued” his eyes on me. I was just thinking he was looking at a scene outside by my back but I felt bolts of electricity flowing at me. I checked my brother and I really saw the man looking at me and I felt a stronger surge of electricity! I felt he was peeling my dress off! I really can’t explain why. Is it because of me? My sleeveless shirt and maong pants? Or I was imaging things? So we went down the jeepney and I tried not to imagine what that guy wants to do. =P

F-I-R-S-T-D-A-Y First Day High!!!

After a month on lying down on the sofa, it’s the start of classes again! Well, I still have these jitters of the “First Day” of classes.

Yesternight (Too archaic, eh? It just means yesterday night), I was so nervous because of just a room I don’t know where. I was totally confused and I almost got tantrums. I asked all of my friends but to no avail, I didn’t understand anything.

The following day, I just did what a simpleton should do: asked the guard of the concerned building. Better humiliated that be stupid, I just said to myself. So, with my stomach churning, I asked. He then clearly gave the directions. What a relief.

I then went to the first class in my schedule: Math. There I saw old friends as well as new acquaintances and as well as a new (and beautiful *eyes twinkling*) professor. Our professor may not be the previous one (which by the way is teaching the class before us) but we got a new one, and I know she’ll be nice… *eyes twinkling*

Then I went straight to the next class, the one which room I don’t know before. As I sacredly enter, I observed the surroundings: all black. I liked black but the ambiance freaked me out. Later I realized that we are only twelve in the class! And the freakiest part is: the door is swinging… without anything to swing it! It “scared” us all! The professor didn’t arrive, as to first day of classes. And also to my next, last subject.

(missed you, *************)

To Survive...

Last night, I can’t sleep. I’m not insomniac or anything but I think I’m brewing in nervousness. I just can’t avoid those butterflies in my stomach. That, my friends, is my problem: the enrollment.

 

This’ll be the second time that I will enroll but still I got the anxiety. That’s because the first enrollment is just easy: you’ll have nothing to worry about. But now we enroll together with the upper classmen. Of course, it means nothing special to us. We just have to go with the flow. We also have to experience the “hardship” in enrollment, not to be treated special just because we’re freshmen.

 

I remember that single time when I tried to audition in Starstruck. I was at the line by noon. After a few minutes, the line hadn’t moved. It will just move inch by inch. I guess snails were faster than the flow of the line. I was standing in the line for almost seven hours… for nothing. Yeah, I’m not that special to be noticed. I’m just a common folk you see around the streets. But then it taught me of one lesson: patience. The patience to endure the pain of standing and waiting. The patience to believe and dream and hope even if you will get nothing. The patience to survive the day.

 

I woke up early because I fear that there will be many people already waiting in the line. I brought myself up at around four in the morning. I was eating a light breakfast then, thinking of what may happen to the lines. I traversed the long street to the highway but thanks to my grandma, I hitch a ride from a distant aunt. You see, her son is studying in De La Salle University (DLSU) while I enroll at the University of the Philippines (UP). She just dropped me where jeepneys to UP abound. Just hauled a jeepney and went straight to the college building we’re supposed to start to enroll. I was too early. The students that you can see can be counted by the fingers of my hand. But grace fell upon those who came early and we were given materials to start the registration.

 

The line I got stuck in is for the advising of the subject. While in the line, we were given forms to fill up. I knew that when this lane ends, it’s over for me, because the rest will be easy. I have subjects just enough to suffice the unit quota. After the advising, I ran to the college building again to be cleared and assessed. I breezed it, I even got first before the assessor that I gave my papers to him in an undesignated place. Consequently, I zoomed to the last building which I’m going to pay my tuition. I thought the line will be long because it’s just impossible that I’m the only student who got all of the subjects online. I was the only one on the line that I felt really stupid. But everything’s just alright, I finished early and shrugged all of the problems that I had thought. Maybe not now, but how about the next?

Heartbeat Moment

You’re standing on your own two feet… Scared of what will happen next… You will hear a very familiar sound… And it goes louder and louder… And you will realize, you can’t breathe… You are slowly drowning in your own tensions… You’ll get butterflies in the stomach later on. Then the sound that you hear… That is your own heartbeat…

 

“Mamâ, para po!” (Sir, please halt there!)

 

I dismounted the jeepney from Pantranco and walked towards Rizal Hall (known before as College of Arts and Letters, but now popular as Faculty Center). I am to get my class cards, for the university released them just now. I already knew my grades of my three out of five subjects thanks to the “Grades Viewing” at the Computerized Registration System (CRS). The two subjects that I never knew my unofficial grade were those that I haven’t performed well… So I climbed first to the third floor of the building towards the Department of Philosophy, then to the Department of Speech Communication and Theater Arts. As expected, my grades in the class card were those that I have viewed online. Afterwards, I went down to the second floor to the Departamento ng Kasaysayan (Department of History). That is one of the subjects I think I fail. Then, the heartbeat moment… But later I knew that our professor at the subject hasn’t released our grades and she will do so at two o’clock in the afternoon. So I proceed getting my other class cards and went to the College of Science Main Building. By the entrance, I went under trance by what I saw: the registration process… the one-day registration period. When I went into myself again, I now walked to get my class card. It’s OK as it seems. So I headed to the Department of Mathematics, colloquially called as Math Building. I went up three stories (again) and headed to my professor’s office. I saw a long line of students who are to get their class cards (but our class is to get ours from our professor). To my surprise, I saw one of my classmates waiting (and whining?). He said to me that our professor will release it by eleven thirty. I peeked at my watch and saw that it is ten thirty. Hearing what he said, I plugged my ears with my MP3 player and waited. As time passes, some of my classmates are arriving. Then the time has come: we rushed towards the door of the professor’s office. He exclaimed to us that he was pressured by our presence and ordered us to view first our grades by his window then come to him by pairs to get the class cards. Then the heartbeat moment again… I slowly walked towards the said window to see my grade. The students in the table of grades were in numerical order, so I knew that mine was at the top, being the excited applicant number 00035. To my surprise, I saw my grade: 2.5! I said to my classmates “Whoa! I love myself!” being the happy student that passed the subject that I thought I will fail. (If I failed this subject, by the way, I will take this again.) I got my class cards afterwards. Then I eavesdropped some of my classmates self-proclaiming that they were “College Scholars” (the monsters who got an average above 1.75, as the “University Scholars” are the monster bosses with average above 1.45). Argh! I felt so insecure! The “rage” that was built up inside me (for not qualifying as a “Scholar” due to “low” grades) just converted afterwards as an encouragement to do better. One problem, cancelled! I ate lunch at Philcoa for all canteens at the university were closed at to waste my time as well. After I was finished, I went straight back to the university and returned to the Departamanto ng Kasaysayan to check if my professors have submitted the class cards. I was right, because I saw her name now at the professors with available class cards. Then the heartbeat moment again… I was brewed by a lot of questions… I plugged my ears again in my player and waited again… Then the door swung open. “Are you all waiting for class cards?” Then a line was suddenly formed… It was my turn and entered the door. The coldness inside me was accompanied by the air condition of the room…

 

“Prof Gripaldo… TFU5… I’m Lumidao…”

 

I was so startled by what I saw… 2.25! I passed! Thank God! I rejoiced, for I survived the first semester in the university! The heartbeat moment now perished, and I breathed easily now… Nightmare over…

Dream, Believe, Survive

I admit I’m a great fan of Starstruck (I actually express it). I always patronized show business, especially these reality-based shows. From start until end, I never miss a certain task or episode. In showbiz, you can’t avoid having favorites and hates. And when you favor some of these artists, you are dying to know every single detail about this star. It’s just plain addicting.

 

I always remember the famous tagline of Starstruck: Dream, Believe, Survive (Believe in the power of your Dreams and Survive). It became my philosophy and I hold up to it. For every possible ambition (Dream) I know that it can somehow be achieved (Believe) and I’ll do all my best to get this (Survive). See?

 

Speaking of dreams, when I dream I consider those as “visions”. I always observe that the events happening on my dreams will “come” to reality after a long period of time as an insignificant event. But lately my dreams are becoming weird. This morning I just dreamt that I lose eight green teeth! I’m not that untidy but what do green teeth mean and why the eight of them AT THE SAME TIME? I don’t know how to interpret those; I just hope they were not bad!

 

(I am happy for Iwa Moto’s continuing success and Julia Clarete’s “comeback”. But I’m somewhat sad because of a reason even I don’t know: I just seem low in energy.)

Semester Report (1st Semester AY 2006-2007)

It became my norm to write such reports, I don’t know why… I think it’s really for self-analysis and self-actualization. To make the story short, this is my report.

 

Academic Analysis:

 

Math 60 (Pre-calculus): I’m not serious at the moment with this subject. That’s why my grades are just at the average. I want to be on top, really. But I’m just plain idle so I can’t make my grade higher in the matter,

Previous: **

Rating: **

 

Philo 1 (Philo Analysis): I thought this subject will be that difficult but I just breezed the subject. The professor’s nice at giving grades…

Previous: ****

Rating: *****

 

Nat Sci 2 (Geo and Bio): I confess, I snored the Biology part. I’m almost at the verge of failing it. I know I won’t. I hope.

Previous: *****

Rating: **

 

Kas 1 (Phil. History): Oh my goodness, I don’t know if I will flop this! Gotta review. Hope I won’t fail!

Previous: **

Rating: -

 

PE 2 (Judo): Aw… I miss this subject. Even though I haven’t done my best on the finals…

Previous: *****

Rating: ****

 

Comm 3 (Speech Comm): I’ll also miss this subject…

Previous: *****

Rating: *****

 

Social Analysis:

 

Friendship Stat: New friends! Yahoo! Found them at the audition line!

Previous: ***

Rating: ****

 

Professional Stat: Maybe Starstruck is not meant for me…

Previous: ***

Rating: -

 

Love Stat: Is there really?

Previous: -

Rating: *

 

Semester Report for 1^st Semester, complete!

 

~edj

Make Positive the Negative by Multiplying Another Negative...

I would love to add myself to the characters of Lemony Snicket's "Series of Unfortunate Events". Well, you implied it right, after all this time, I became unlucky this past few weeks! Let me blow some of them...

1. Missing buses.

Well, it's hard to ride a bus on a Monday because that's the time more people move to the city to work or just set an "adventure". It's just this typical Monday that I hated because all buses at that time went full-blown! They just never got a space for another passenger to sit (or better yet, stand). I was late for my first class, I knew it. And on that same Monday...

2. Hazardous quiz

Five minutes before the passing of papers! And to yet another great misfortune, I left my notes where I got my answers! (The quiz was a bit open-noted) So I still have to think and let my mind bleed! Oh, d***, just answered half of them! Good thing the quiz was just for bonus purposes and not recorded! And still...

3. Terror mom

She just gives me the creeps! Well, it's my fault anyway. Doing "mistakes all the time". That's why I'm in impending danger if I will I still have to join...

4. Starstruck 4: The Next Level

...because I need her sign there! My father is far away working. I have confidence that I will sort of "pass" the audition but I'm too idle to work on the papers. And more problems like...

5. History and PE exams

History is always a drag! I thought it became my fave subject when I was in High School but I get difficulty in reviewing! And PE, oh my goodness, backbreaking! Snap down to my ribs! Ouch!

6. End of Semester...

I won't see my crush when the term ends! I don't know if we will still be classmates, I wish for it to happen! I'll miss my crush!

7. Forum malfunction

There's a forum that has malfunction. Well, it always had been like that. Oftentimes, that site becomes unaccessible. That's a great problem... Poor them, I was starting to hate the site... Fix that!

I guess that was that...

Graduation '06

Top 6 + someone... (there he is at the lower right...)

grad pix...

My Newspapered Life...

Haaai... My life is a newspaper. well, every life is a newspaper. Not only one event occurs in our lives. Even though there are some that we think is the only event happening on us on that particular day. Actually, it's like an anime... Has so many fillers... Hahaha! And these are my news...

 

 

~In Love Again... To the nth Time... And Forbidden Once Again...

~Transfer of Schools... A Deal or A No Deal?

~Two Moons? Or Not Really?

~Happy Birthday, Iwa Moto!

~Starstruck 4, Here I Come!

 

 

In Love Again... To the nth Time... And Forbidden Once Again...

~Yes, I'm in love again... And again, it's forbidden... Why forbidden... Okay, let me talk as if I was talking to that person that I love... "S***! I love you! I know the differences between infatuation and love... And, I love you, I can't explain why! I want to look into your eyes! I want to sit beside you and hold your hand! I want to be with you when I will sleep... But... I can't love you and I know you won't love me... Let's just be friends, perhaps?" How melodramatic! When I love a person, I'm always the one who gets hurt!

 

Transfer of Universities... A Deal or A No Deal?

~My mother and I talked about my university transfer...Not because I don't want to study in UP anymore... Well, I don't wanna study, I felt that a little bit because I fell UP is homing a lot of gay people, militarians, activists, Janus-faced officials, treacherous armies, and boisterous dispatchers, to name a few, which I really hated! I said to my mom that I want to transfer to ADMU... She refused, of course. But I felt that I want to enter there, even though my friends said that it is a socialite school, you know, it's "Posh" when you watch the show on QTV 11. I said, I don't mind. In fact, I;m one of them. But what scared my intestines out of me are these lines... "I left my scientific calculator at home, I'll just buy at the shop for a moment..." Back to the mainline... My mom insisted on my grades, when I passed, I stay in UP (or she may consider ADMU) but when I fail, I'll drop to Bulacan State University... (I don't want there...) So I face a dilemma... Is it a deal, or no deal?

 

Two Moons? Or Not Really?

~August 27, at 12:30 midnight, Mars will come very close to Earth that the latter will seem to have 2 moons... I wanted to believe that because it will not occur again on this century... But one of my classmates blurted out that it was just a fad because that will be impossible to happen... How sad! I hope to see it! Like fantasy movies and games with the epic 2 moons, wow, I wish it will happen!

 

Happy Birthday, Iwa Moto!

~August 29 is the birthday of my love Iwa Moto! All Iwa fans, rejoice, I declare it a holiday! Woohoohoo! I love you, Iwa! Well, to state, I started to hate Jackie Rice when she said that she was humble and good... Is that humility... And another, they say that there was some sort of error in the announcement of the Ultimate Female Survivor... They say Iwa really won, but the hosts blurted out jackie Rice! If that was true, how demeaning! Unfair! Give credit to what is due!

 

Starstruck 4, Here I Come!

~Finally, my dream is getting closer My ambition draws near... GMA will now hold auditions For Starstruck 4: The Next Level! I guessed the subtitle almost right, because I predicted during SS3 times that the subtitle for the next will be "The Highest Level" I need to train to pass the auditions and be pickes as one of the Final 14! Goodluck to me! I'll act, dance, and host my way to stardom!

 

The End!

~edj

National Schools Press Conference in Aklan, 2006

Me and Marge...

Boracay fever!!!

Shots of the Narcissist

Huh?

My Pix... Nuff said...

Quarterly Report (1st Quarter AY 2006-2007)

In every way, we should have our self-analysis. This is to monitor our status in a thing that we do. We need to know if we are improving or not. This serves as our basis for our growth. Sounds deep, but what I’m trying to say is that we should keep records if we do not keep personal diaries. Hahaha!

 

Academic Analysis:

 

Math 60 (Pre-calculus): I took up BS Math because I love Math! This is my major subject. Unlike my High School days, the lessons are not spoon-fed, so I get to know a lot from the discussions. I got difficult in adjusting, because in the past few years of my life, my classmates wail towards me before exams. They get tutorials from me. But today, it happens the other way around. I get the difficulties and I seek help from my other classmates. Hahaha!

Rating: **

 

Philo 1 (Philo Analysis): During the pre-enlistment days, it gathered most of my attention! I said to myself I will take this subject no matter what, and it never failed me. You see, I like logic and argumentation that much. But still, I need to know the basics, so I took this one. But sometimes, I notice the lessons backtrack because of some stories that, on the other hand, are essential to the lesson.

Rating: ****

 

Nat Sci 2 (Geo and Bio): Geo and Bio for a whole semester? That will take 2 years in High School! So I took this subject as a challenge for me. It turns out that the Geo professor (the Semester was halved for the 2 subjects) was great in teaching, we understood the lessons easily!

Rating: *****

 

Kas 1 (Phil. History): I loved history because of my High School teachers! They made me love the subject, especially my 2^nd Year teacher. That’s why I took this subject. I gets sleepy just because of the time (which is at noon, actually) but not because it is boring… It gets too fast sometimes…

Rating: **

 

PE 2 (Judo): Wow, a martial art for a PE! I know this sounds tough but fun so I took it. This is one of my best subjects! The body pain is all worth it!

Rating: *****

 

Comm 3 (Speech Comm): Supposedly, I should have taken English 1 (Basic English), but it turns out to have full slots. But still it is a blessing I entered Comm 3. This is where my talking prowess comes in!

Rating: *****

 

Social Analysis:

 

Friendship Stat: I am an anti-social man, so it’s hard for me to get friends. But most people are friendly. Although I want to make friends with others, I fear to make the first move…

Rating: ***

 

Professional Stat: I haven’t encountered a problem with a professor so far…

Rating: ***

 

Love Stat: Huh?

Rating: -

 

Quarterly Report for 1^st Quarter, complete!

 

~edj

Breathing Over Thin Air

Life is a wheel, as they always say. Sometimes, you get on the top of things. You feel that destiny was by your side. You are always lucky and you feel that you are favorable. You become optimistic. But then, it rotates all of the sudden. You go to the bottom. You become indecisive and you curse yourself for the twisted tale of events. You become pessimistic. Sometimes, we even have the guts to be angry with God.

 

But really, life is indefinable and God wasn’t the overall responsible for our losses. We just defined life wrong: we just saw our wrong points of view. God promised us that He will be by our side but it doesn’t necessarily mean that we should be purely dependent on Him and not work for ourselves. We don’t wait graces to fall, they just come. (But maybe they will come with a lot of prayers, perhaps.) What we do is based on the consequences of our actions. Karma: that’s the word. We shouldn’t blame others for our series of unfortunate events.

 

We should sort all our problems. I mean, we should know what really our problem is and what is not. For instance, we shouldn’t worry our debtors if they will pay us or not. That way, we get alleviated of more that half of what we think are “problems”.

 

I don’t know why I keep on telling things. I give good advices to my friends and acquaintances, but I can’t follow my own advice. I’m just making a fool out of myself. My friends have become acquaintances, and vice versa. But I really worry about that too much. Having more friends was good, but losing some is what I can’t take. I consider it as a problem even though I shouldn’t have. I don’t want to lose friends, but who wants that to happen? Perhaps, only a simpleton does! But it’s not really losing, they just won’t keep in touch, but I’m hurt if I don’t feel that I belong.

 

I experience a great jeopardy, or let’s just change the term: dilemma. I want to transfer schools. My parents thought I was influenced by my peers. My friends thought of it the other way around. I, myself, I don’t know what entered my mind and my mind flashed such thing. I really don’t know the reason. But I know that I am contended with where I am studying.

 

I live in my own world of confusion. I really don’t know where I should walk. But I’m clearing my path. And one day, I know to myself that one day I’ll see my own path and I’m going to walk down it, towards my dreams and towards my success.

Diastrophism and Forums and Redundance

Hooray! NK Forums is back! I'm an avid Naruto fan and I usually drop by to give my comments, suggestions, violent reactionds, theories, field effects, etc... It's like a hang-out place for me. Even though I don't know the persons who are there, it's fun to be in that crowd. I mean, it's like tou eat your precious time on that, then luckily you'll meet some friends and people from the same country as yours...

I really want to participate in an acting workshop! I always say this a WHOLE lot of times because I really wanted to. It's like it's calling me. It's like I have the passion for such thing. I want to learn something new. i don't want to be confined in classrooms everyday... I wanna do stints: report, act, host, do bloopers...

Time to sleep, it's one in the morning...

~edj

How Do I Define My Life?

Life... They say that we should enjoy it to the fullest... But what we are doing with our lives? We spend a third of it in sleeping. Sometimes even more when we talk of a sleepyhead... Then a third of what's left was spent in working, sometimes less... Then the third of what still remains was spent in studying... This life sometimes is irrational, but I don't say that I hate it. It's just sometimes, I don't get what we are doing here?

(I'm actually reading the book titled "A Purpose-Driven Life" to ease my mind... Even for a little, I hope more...)

We have been dreaming on what to do with our lives. For instance, I want to participate in an acting workshop (I always say that because I really wanted that to happen) primarily because I want to extend myself on different fields (the secondary was to even have a one-minute fame. Hehehe...). My life never get exciting because I always get dumped down... Friends do not come but they always go... I don't have a lovelife (yet...), and I want my ambition to come true in the very near future. Hope it will happen... I hope, I know I will...