Much Ado about the UAAP

I was kidnapped by the aliens when the UAAP Cheering competition happened.

Until now,I still have no idea how and why I failed to watch the most anticipated event by all UP students which shows that we could excel in sports (of some sort).

Thanks to the power of the internet, I got to see the event via youtube. UP Pep was amazing! It made me want to kick myself for not watching it live.

Anyway, since there was clearly no violent reaction from my side (since we are all full blooded iskolar ng bayan),I didnt know there was much dispute about our win until I read Tubby's blog. To the 5 ___students who posted that blog, hwahaha... How much gay-er can you actually get?

FEU's performance was great, just like last year. I think they deserve the 1st runner up position instead of UST (although they have almost the same routine as UST's, FEU's execution was flawless).

Here are my reasons why UP Pep deserves the win:

1. We are risk takers
- we do NOT play it safe. Every year, we try to create stunts that one has not yet seen before.
Even if the stunt is impossible to perfect. Remember the skipping rope routine? Who would have thought of that? NO ONE but UP. That was extremely hard, but they still gambled on that idea just because they think it is groundbreaking and brilliant--- and it is.

We never compromise, we never take the easy road.

2. We are original
- Others just recycle our old stunts and just make bawi on the execution. If you are an avid fan of UAAP Cheerdance, you will notice that their routines are just rehashed version of our old routines, with some very slight modifications. Ika nga ni Melanie Marquez, been there, been that.

- and yes, our choices of songs, costumes and themes are always unexpected. Dont you just hate it when Other Schools incorporate themes that are already gasgas? God, even with eyes closed I know that someone will use the Transformer theme, or the Spiderman theme... Just because its already a hit. They are sooooo easy.

- as for UP, totally original! I love the rock theme, especially when they used songs from Wolfgang. Nobody saw that coming.

3. We are a trendsetter
- we pioneered the jazz pants which as you can see, almost all schools are wearing. We introduced the side linings that are used to create the illusion of fluid motions and now, everybody is wearing that. Now, we opt to do the pedal pusher, backless with kinky ribbons in front. Lemme see, shall I wait a couple of years before it gets pirated? I dont think so. Its too forward for them to wear. Only UP has the guts and the panache to wear them. Ha!

I have great respects for other schools, especially FEU (they're great dancers). But only UP deserves this year's crown. Its our TIME--- wait for yours.


"Matatapang, Matatalino, Walang Takot, Kahit Kanino.
Hinding Hindi, Magpapahuli, Ganyan Kaming Mga taga UP"

(they should make this a proxy alma mater song. Every UP student knows it, unlike UP Naming Mahal. Just a thought)

Erik

*kilig*

From Cruise to Snooze

I could have in the middle of the Caribbean Sea, watching the sunset and hearing the laughter and nonsensical chatters of people in different languages aboard a fabulous cruise ship. Ten minutes after, I’m off serving food to these foreign people or watching their foreheads sweat while I deal a new hand in poker. Yes, I could have been the head of the food and beverage department or a poker dealer sailing away for two months in a ship and seeing all the continents (is that possible?). Not as professional as I dreamt to be but high paying and exciting, nonetheless.

Instead, I am stuck in the corporate world, kissing the asses of the 3000 clients, making them happy as possible.

How in the world can a UP Graduate with Business Economics degree get a job offer as a food server and a casino dealer? Well, it’s called business connections.

Way, way back when I was just a member of the accounts management team and quota was just a cuss word I hear from the sales department, I used to handle calls from this HR guy who really liked my voice. He used to email me good morning messages, make bola on the phone, ask if I ate merienda already and its so funny because he’s someone you really wouldn’t take seriously. Having piqued my interest, I started snooping around through friendster (whose account I couldn’t find) and via our messenger Paul the Choker Boy.

Here’s the funny thing. I asked Paul the Choker Boy if he already saw this HR guy and said yes, and said he’s actually good looking. Tall, even (though I sure wouldn’t believe him considering he’s pixie sized and everyone else is already a giant to him). He said this HR guy was also asking how I looked, and he said “okay lang.

OKAY LANG??? Dude, where’s your loyalty? I only say ‘okay lang’ on some very few occasions I don’t want to sound mean. I’m no great beauty but you could have told him “okay naman” which conveys a totally different message. But no…

Anyway, that’s over. Hehe. He just recently touch based with me again, now at a different company (the ship company) asking if I was interested to apply in a cruise ship. Again, in some very few occasions when I am happy with my job, I told him thanks but no thanks.

…and that’s how it ended, my almost future employment as a food server and casino dealer.

Nyanyanyanyanya….

DON'T PANIC

Surreal.

I guess you never realize how fast time flies until something major happens that makes you remember that you’re not a kid anymore. I’ve been working for more than 2 years but that isn’t enough to slap me back to reality that some things are changing, not even me having a relationship. I just don’t feel old, though I look old-er because of stress. I guess that’s because I still make a good Cherie Gil impression, I still love to laugh at silly things, I still watch Wowowee on weekends and drop corny jokes all the time. Admittedly, I am still not as refined as I imagined myself to be at 23. I am still galawgaw, kontrabida, addicted to the same things as before, naïve and child-like. No, that’s not bad. Not at all.

While I am stuck in a time-frozen capsule (including Perksquad), everyone else seems to be moving in sound-like speed. High school classmates getting pregnant and having children, acquaintances settling abroad, College crushes passing away due to a car accident, an orgmate being subpoena-ed due to frat-related scandal, and now, my bestfriend finally getting hitched. Wow, I feel like I’m a 12-old kid lost in the world of the grownups.

I should be thankful, of course. I bet most people my age would like to have a plain normal life like what I have. I can say that I can’t complain, though it doesn’t hurt to have more money than I have now. But that is achievable, I think. It’s just that its so…. Surreal.

I can’t speak for those people who have gone on to the next stage of life because I don’t know their reasons for being there. Maybe its God’s plans for them, maybe it’s by choice, maybe it’s an accident. Nevertheless, I wish them all luck.

I, on the other hand, am taking it one day at a time. Working hard, playing hard, having fun and learning life. It’s not bad to have plans, you know, to take your sweet time while planning the future. Although the events in between are fuzzy like I plan it to be, the general plan is to get promoted to senior management at 26, travel a lot, learn a new language before I get married at the age of 28, retire at the age of 30 and hopefully set up a business of my own but still be a hands-on mother of three… and I plan to wake up each day with the love of my life until the grey age of 75. Great, isn’t it?

So don’t panic if you’re 27 and you’ve never been in a relationship. Life is only as short as you want it to be.

How I Spent My 23rd

...taking pics with my doppelganger






















.... Watching my friends in their happy-sleepy state over Marlboro lights, Red Horse, and cheesecake....

..... Videoke and chatting about College, Work, Lovelife and Life in General
(Queer, please upload our photos!!!)

Where's Mamba? Maybe she was taking the picture. hehe. T'would have been perfect if my sis, Tubby, was there. Mishu, sis!

Just a Day, Just an Ordinary Day

Well, lemme just make kwento about how I spent my bur-day.

First, I was bullied by the BFFs to bring some food to the office a day before my birthday. They said that we are going to have a private party sans the cord and passes. I had to shush them everytime they talked about it lest the entire office barge in our department with plates and tupperware.As much I want to make a pakain, my birthday falls between sweldo, aka poverty days.

Thanks to my ever supportive parents, I was able to fill many stomachs that day with our super famous binagoongan (my dad's specialty) and Mommy's mechado. My parents were instant celebrity and if we were to open a restaurant, Im sure my officemates will be the first ones in line. Seeing them all happy and made my awkward commute worth it (yes, I had to bring it to the office as a public commuter).

Come Saturday, my real birthday, my parents were too tired to cook another feast for my family. Therefore, we had to order food to feed them all. In fairness, my mommy was cool enough to pay for all my gastos (payable when able), including the 18-inch chicken corona salsa we bought from Yellow Cab. Just to add a personal touch to the party, I cooked pasta (spaghetti and meatballs and the other one, oil and garlic with hungarian sausage).

Since I cant go out that day, I had to offer my house in lieu of the initial Rockwell gimmick Flamethrower was organizing. The Perks minus Tubby (who was attending a soro party somewhere near our area) barged their way into our house, without a gift nor the spirit. haha. So like them. Flamethrower, who came late due to a roadtrip with one of her boys, offered to pay for our beer. Yay!

WIth a microphone in one hand and a Red Horse on the other, my birthday was super fun. Too bad Tubby wasnt there to celebrate with us. Fret not, sis, there's still my 24th.

In the Sun

Joseph Arthur (and other covers)

* this song kills me*

picture you in the sun wondering what went wrong
And falling down on your knees asking for sympathy
And being caught in between all you wish for and all you seen
And trying to find anything you can feel that you can believe in

May God's love be with you
Always
May God's love be with you

I know i would apologize if i could see your eyes
'Cause when you showed me myself i became someone else
But i was caught in between all you wish for and all you need
I picture you fast asleep
A nightmare comes
You can't keep awake

May God's love be with you
Always
May God's love be with you

'Cause if i find
If i find my own way
How much will i find
If i find
If i find my own way
How much will i find
You

I don't know anymore
What it's for
I'm not even sure
If there is anyone who is in the sun
Will you help me to understand
'Cause i been caught in between all I wish for and all I need
Maybe you're not even sure what it's for
Any more than me

May God's love be with you
Always
May God's love be with you