Friday, December 25, 2009

The athlete wanna be

I just finished watching FIBA World Basketball, FIFA World Player Gala 2009 and ESPYS 2009. I can't help imagining myself standing along with the world's greatest, shaking off my jitters and sprinting away to the finish line behind the loud cheers from the bleachers.
Yes!! Becoming a great athlete has always been one of my greatest dreams. wait!!! Let me rephrase that.. Becoming the World's Greatest Billionaire Athlete has been one of my greatest dreams.
I have tried almost all sports that I could think of since I was a kid- dodgeball, football, basketball, table tennis, swimming, badminton, volleyball, gymnastics, track and field but I failed to master any of them. I’ve had so much fun memories playing with those sports—aside from the usual sipa, ten-twenty, chinese garter, bicycle, agawan-base, patintero, habulan, steal the bacon, piko and luksong baka/tinik. I was always energetic during physical exercises. It was a piece of cake. I would always be the one who would record the longest jump, the longest reach, the most number of sit ups and push ups. I’m always game. In elementary, I am one of the seven players competing for water polo. I may be small but it's a good thing I'm taking swimming classes by that time. In high school, I tried out and got in the volleyball varsity team.
Last summer, I fell in love with gymnastics and thought I was meant to become a great gymnast like Beth Tweedle, Susan Jackson or Svetlana Khorkina. I even tried my luck at UST Salinggawi but I ended up crying to my mom and asking her to enroll me in a gymnastics class at the Rizal sports complex. My Tuesday and Saturday schedule transformed from watching early cartoon shows to doing cartwheels, handstand, round 0ff, back handspring but when school comes again I stop and my love for gymnastics was short-lived.


In college I tried arnis, korfball and now softball this was played outdoors then, so I had to endure the mid-day heat and go to my first subject with crisp-looking skin tones. Our team always won, I always hit a homerun so I guess I was a good batter after all. And yes!! I'm so flattered that my groupmates were calling me "ate galing" or "Jennie Finch of UST" I really feel that softball was for me, that even I have to wake up 5 am just to get in to my 9am class I was fine with it..
In my free time I am fond of playing chess and games of the general.



I would imagine what my life would be had I become one of them. Maybe I was not here sitting on the sidelines and watching them reach for their dreams; maybe I was the one out there, training rigorously every single day and competing against the best of the worlds before a huge crowd.

Maybe it was my picture, plastered on every sports page.

No regrets. I always love sports. I may not be the resident NBA buff or one of the football geniuses, but hey, I understand my turf. I understand how athletes' heartaches, frustrations and the struggle to reach not only their dreams, but also the country’s. I understand their pain—physically, emotionally and mentally—when they tried their best and it just wasn’t good enough.

So even though I did not become the next Serena Williams, Jackie Joyner-Kersee or Lorena Ochoa I am thankful that I’m still in the field. Thankful that, even I’m just another athlete wannabe, I can still feel what it is like being an athlete-by being a fan.

Home run baby!!

My list of athletes worth idolizing

  1. Marta Vieira da Silva
  2. Courtney Kupet
  3. Natasha Liukin
  4. Kelly Smith
  5. Michael Phelps
  6. Nemanja Bjelica
  7. Ricky Rubio
  8. John Cena
  9. Taryne Mowatt
  10. Jervy Cruz
  11. Rafael Nadal
  12. Dawn Fraser
  13. Pau Gasol
  14. Dylan Ababou
  15. Johnny Weissmuller
  16. Logan Tom

Monday, December 21, 2009

My Christmas wishlist


So, Santa, St. Nicolas, Father Christmas, Kris Kringle…whatever you like to go by these days…I’ve been a good girl for the most part this year. All I want for Chritsmas are the following: Money doubler, Rocketeers, Tesla coil, Private Carribean Islands, Supersonic Private Jet, Beach front estate in Belgrade, Model and sole ownership of a top store brand, Nikon D3X or Canon EOS DSLR, iPhone 3G Kings Button, black Lamborghini diablo, airfare to Monaco, Brazil, Russia, Norway, and Luxembourg, white kitties, Vivienne Westwood Ball Gown Museum, chocolate shop, reserve seat on a future space flight and lastly, a Chopard Blue Diamond engagement ring from Nemanja Bjelica.

Bats eyelashes I promise to be extra good next year!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

UST Paskuhan 09

UST Paskuhan sets a good mood for all the students, professors and UST administration set aside academics and business for a moment and take a chance to take a grasp of the Yuletide spirit.

The theme was “4 Horas. 4 Dias. 400 Days. 400 Taon” to simply explain that the event would be held for 4 hours, 4 days ’til the actual day to start off the 400 days countdown.. The countdown starts now. Time is ticking for the 400th year anniversary of my alma mater, the University of Santo Tomas . The main hosts were then introduced UST alumni Miriam Quiambao who looked dashing with her all white gown and Kim Atienza who still sported his ranger hat while JC Cuadrado hosted the raffle drawing segment.

The winning entry for the Q Song Writing contest was also played, entitled "Ako'y Isang Tomasino", music and lyrics by Gerardo De Leon, arranged by Jimmy Antiporda an alumnus of the Faculty of Engineering. Upon hearing the song without interiorizing the lyrics, the Q Song didn't appeal to me that much since it sounded like a theme song from a teleserye. But just this morning, I read the lyrics and I realized that the song really captured the essence of being a Thomasian,

Nalagpasan mo ang mga pagsubok
Di mabilang na mga bagyo
Kahit ilang baha man ang danasin
Kasaysayan mo'y hindi kayang anurin

Ang 'yong sahig, dingding, mga pintuan
Saksi sa 'yong dakilang nakaraan
Tinamnan ng tama puso't isipan
Mga bayaning sa silong mo ay nanahan

CHORUS
Nag-iisa ka lang
Pinagpalang Pamantasan
Apat na siglo ng nagtuturo sa kabataan
Pagmamahal sa Diyos,
Karunungang may dangal
Ako'y nagagalak matawag na Isang Tomasino

Ang ngalan mo'y hindi nadudungisan
Ilan mang siglo pa ang magdaan
Dahil ang Diyos ika'y iniingatan
Tunay kang binasbasang paaralan

CODA
Nagsisilbi sa kapwa
Naglilingkod sa bayan
Nagmamahal sa Diyos
May karunungan, may dangal
Ako'y nagagalak ako'y isang Tomasino!

It was then followed by 9-minute Fireworks display which would the crowd. If you think the performances were over, well think again. Sandwich also graced the event with their music undoubtedly appealed to the Tomasinos. The event ended around 1am with the anticipation for the upcoming Quadricentennial heightens.

Plus the momentous incident at Welcome Rotonda..."Takbo Arturo.." Starbucks till dawn. Left for dead till 8 am. Got home at 10am.

400>100


A class discourse

It was a great discourse with our professor. We were discussing sociologically the implications of celebrating the Christmas season. Indeed, it was fun-filled after the discourse, or should I say (I was happy with how it turned out that we were really able to analyze the celebration of the season sociologically.)

The Christmas season is a time of gift-giving and remembering Jesus Christ's birth. It is the time when people buy material things in order for them to give these gifts to their loved ones. Sometimes, the true meaning of Christmas is being questioned by many. Is the true meaning of Christmas the happiness in everyone's homes because of the fact that they are together? Or is it merely because of the gifts that they received during the season? Is Christmas also for the marginalized? Or is it only for the rich people?
Let me give my personal analysis on this matter- relating the season to Karl Marx's concepts and Peter Berger and Thomas Luckmann's theory.
We give the capitalists a chance to gain profits through buying gifts for our loved ones. It is implied in our actions that we give them the support that they need and want because basically, what they want and need is PROFIT. This is the reason many capitalists do the devil's laugh every Christmas season. They always gain their profits. Happiness may be relative, but the truth is that people are already giving a notion of happiness on the material things that they receive from their loved ones. This is a socially constructed ideal. This is the reason some people think that Christmas is only for the rich. The poor will not generally have the chance to buy gifts for themselves, but there is another socially constructed ideal here. It involves their thinking of simply having all family members together for the Christmas season.
Let me relate another phenomenon for this. The New Year's celebration and even the Valentine's Day celebration. It is a socially constructed ideal that the happiness of a loved one (on Valentine's) is through the flowers and chocolates. Same as true with the Filipinos relying their fate and success in material things. There is the fetishism of commodities in this regard. There is the faith that material things are helpful in the attainment of success in life.  Remember. We always give these capitalists a chance to gain profit in every cent we spend for them. It is their gain and our loss. Now you see?!
Think twice. I'm simply trying to rationalize everything sociologically.

Hope you enjoy reading this. :)

Monday, December 14, 2009

Christmas party at Sitio Layak


Fun..Fun..Fun.. kahit magastos.!

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play.So we sat in the house all that cold, cold, wet day. I sat there with Sally. We sat there, we two.And I said, "How I wish we had something to do!"
-From The Cat in the Hat by Dr. Seuss

I wonder how many percent of all prep students in the Philippines can't read this simple poem. We noticed that most of the students in Sitio Layak has a problem reading and writing. Children sitting in the classrooms in the country struggle with reading. I know all children can learn to read at grade level with proper intervention.
Teach a Child to Read
with my student Jhoanne

Grace-Pipoy birthday blowout at SM Cubao.. Fun-filled day.!!! Met new friends..

Thursday, December 3, 2009

certified cartoonophile

*Wishing You well episode*


Squidward: Could you not stand so close? You're making me claustrophobic.
Patrick: What does claustrophobic mean?
Spongebob: It means he's afraid of Santa Claus.
Squidward: No, it doesn't.
Patrick: Ho, ho, ho!(giggles)
Spongebob: Stop it, Patrick, you're scaring him!
Patrick: Ho, ho, ho!
Squidward: It's not working, Patrick.
Patrick: Darn.

FYI claustrophobic is an abnormal fear of being in narrow or enclosed spaces.


Guilty as charged. That is right. Certified cartoonophile.. I'm 18 turning 19 next year and watching cartoons is something I will never outgrow. American dad, Spongebob, Powerpuff, Family guy, Dexter's lab. Jimmy Neutron, Chowder, Totally spies, Grims adventure of Billy and Mandy, Johnny Bravo, Yamato Nadeshiko to name a few. I'm very much young at heart. I'm fond of watching cartoons and I'm not ashamed of it, and I don't consider it childish either. They are more entertaining, and have more truth to them than any stupid reality tv show like PBB? ewwness.. I even mimic the behaviors of some cartoons. Lol.!! Anyway there is no age for watching cartoons right?


P.S. To those people who keeps saying
cartoons are stupid and teaches children moronic things and bad behaviors. Airheads!