Asferformers's moments.
Supe (haggard but fun) moments.
Friendship moments.
Tita Dors moments.
Amazing moments.
Living-the-dream!♥
Happy 2009!
31 December 2008
A Great 2008.
2008 has been a tumultuous, amazing, haggard, erratic,at-times-depressing, wonderful and blessed year. I have a lot of to thank the Almighty for a very eventful 2008. Words are not enough to describe what a great and momentous year it was, but i sure hope these pictures will, after all, they always say a picture is worth a thousand words, and in this case - millions.
Asferformers's moments.
Supe (haggard but fun) moments.
Friendship moments.
Tita Dors moments.
Asferformers's moments.
Supe (haggard but fun) moments.
Friendship moments.
Tita Dors moments.
26 November 2008
13 July 2008
Eraserheads Reunion - Confirmed!
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee... It's confirmed! Syet, this is it! According to Ricky Lo's article in today's edition of Philippine Star, the much awaited reunion of one of OPM's greatest band will happen on August 30 at the CCP Grounds. I still can't believe it! One of the things i have been wishing to happen will finally come true. I will definitely have to be there come hell or high water. Hehehe. Now, I only have to plan schedule for that weekend and ask for my manager's approval, book my plane tickets, find myself a place to stay while in Manila, ugh so may things to do. But who am I to complain? The almost impossible has happened and these things are just nothing compared to the feat of having the fab four perform again even for one night only... sa wakas!
01 May 2008
21 April 2008
Tired and heartbroken.
Haggard ang byahe! Letse kaayo. But Bianca was right, it was all worth it.
***************
Dearest Bianca, know what's really inside your heart and follow it. In the end, whatever happens, you can tell yourself that at least you fought for what you really wanted. Char! Lahi ra lagi gyud ning gwapa :p
17 April 2008
Ecstatic
I'm so happy I could fly. Char. Seriously, mao gyud akong gibati. I finally got one of the things I've been most wishing for. This is it! I am now a proud owner of a brand new Canon EOS 450D DSLR camera. Eeeeeep!!! About damn time. I've been drooling for a Canon DLSR for like forever and I decided it was about time I get one - their latest models at that, hehehe. I'm still trying to learn it's intricacies and trying to discover its power but I'm loving every minute of it. I am one happy dork.
For the first photo op with my new toy - Bantayan Island here we come.
And if I become broke in the next few months, kebs! I'm still definitely getting all my money's worth ;p
For the first photo op with my new toy - Bantayan Island here we come.
And if I become broke in the next few months, kebs! I'm still definitely getting all my money's worth ;p
16 April 2008
Charlie Bit Me.
This is so cute. 2BeU Inquirer recommended this video in one of their articles a few weeks past. Good thing I checked this. They are so adorable. And the accent. It's still huh-ting. Hehehe
09 April 2008
Damnation.
Gawd. I have such a short temper these days. I don't know if it's because of this blasted heat or the things that bug me that is making me so irritable. There's the upcoming interview with the BIG boss and possibly with the bigger one that added to the pressure. Not to mention I have yet to find my new abode here in CEB and the pending application for my vacation leave. Haay, mabuang na ko.
An innocent remark from a friend that had me fuming inside was just a testament of how short my fuse is these days. Although I was trying my damnedest not to let it show, heck, just even thinking about it now has my hackles raising. I mean, it's none their business if I wanna buy something, right? It's not like Im gonna ask them for money or anything. Hmp.
And the heat. Grrrrr. With my shift that ends almost at noon, you'd definitely feel the scorching heat of the sun. Summer na gyud. A few days ago, I've decided that I'd avoid cabs and just ride jeepneys going home to save some precious money but the blistering sunshine just melted my resolve. And the heat goes with you wherever you go. Inside the bedroom, even if you have your fan in full blast right in front of you, you'd still wake up drenched in sweat. Ugh. Makasapot gyud.
An innocent remark from a friend that had me fuming inside was just a testament of how short my fuse is these days. Although I was trying my damnedest not to let it show, heck, just even thinking about it now has my hackles raising. I mean, it's none their business if I wanna buy something, right? It's not like Im gonna ask them for money or anything. Hmp.
And the heat. Grrrrr. With my shift that ends almost at noon, you'd definitely feel the scorching heat of the sun. Summer na gyud. A few days ago, I've decided that I'd avoid cabs and just ride jeepneys going home to save some precious money but the blistering sunshine just melted my resolve. And the heat goes with you wherever you go. Inside the bedroom, even if you have your fan in full blast right in front of you, you'd still wake up drenched in sweat. Ugh. Makasapot gyud.
05 April 2008
Raison d'être.
Finally. It has finaly arrived - the reason for my being. Canon EOS 450D/Digital Rebel XSi.
03 April 2008
Batang Apo - 'stig.
I was in a nostalgic mode a few days ago and I was particularly strolling down memory lane of my high school years. Just remembering those years is like going though a roller coaster ride. The tears, the drama, the laughter, the joy, haayy..I miss my high school pals. We were and some would argue that we still are the most notorious class in the school's history. Teachers would dread and would think twice before handling our class.
As I-Rosas we made our Values Education teacher cry and made the rest's heads ache. The year we were II - Abokado, the guys changed their name to that of the characters of the anime Ghost Fighter so as to confuse the student teacher. In junior year, we made the school's chemistry lab our homeroom. Who would forget the damages we've made to the sinks, stools and tables of the newly built lab. The lab during lunch hours would look like a gambling place, groups of students clustered all around playing chiki-cha, piat-piat and bakak. We even had our own manghuhula -in the guise of Franco. And on our senior year, we made our adviser really mad,she threw pots of flowers out of our second floor room. That was Maam Dugs' moment ;-)
We Batang Apos were certainly a rebellious lot yet achievers in our own way. Even on our first year, we defied tradition when some of us joined the school's scouting unit. That is, usual norm was if you're a student of the science class,scouting is a no-no since as they say we couldnt handle our academics with extra curricular activities. But boy, did we prove them wrong when 2 of the boys were chosen as one of the top 10 outstading boyscouts of the philippines. We further made our point when most of the class joined Tanghalang Aguinaldo-DRAHS' theatre club and most of the main casts were once again from our class. During junior high, 3 of the girls joined the scouting unit as rover scouts, and they were also the school's first. Of course, the class valedictiorian and salutatorian was from the class. We also has the prettiest girls, the smartest students (which is expected of course), the most talented - we could probably form a band if we wanted and organize a concert. Hehehe. Such conceit. Even the shy and silent ones in the contribute to the class' reputation. Definitely the undisputed worst yet best class in DRAHS' history.
Haaay, makamingaw gyud high school. Ug makamingaw ang mga Batang Apo.
As I-Rosas we made our Values Education teacher cry and made the rest's heads ache. The year we were II - Abokado, the guys changed their name to that of the characters of the anime Ghost Fighter so as to confuse the student teacher. In junior year, we made the school's chemistry lab our homeroom. Who would forget the damages we've made to the sinks, stools and tables of the newly built lab. The lab during lunch hours would look like a gambling place, groups of students clustered all around playing chiki-cha, piat-piat and bakak. We even had our own manghuhula -in the guise of Franco. And on our senior year, we made our adviser really mad,she threw pots of flowers out of our second floor room. That was Maam Dugs' moment ;-)
We Batang Apos were certainly a rebellious lot yet achievers in our own way. Even on our first year, we defied tradition when some of us joined the school's scouting unit. That is, usual norm was if you're a student of the science class,scouting is a no-no since as they say we couldnt handle our academics with extra curricular activities. But boy, did we prove them wrong when 2 of the boys were chosen as one of the top 10 outstading boyscouts of the philippines. We further made our point when most of the class joined Tanghalang Aguinaldo-DRAHS' theatre club and most of the main casts were once again from our class. During junior high, 3 of the girls joined the scouting unit as rover scouts, and they were also the school's first. Of course, the class valedictiorian and salutatorian was from the class. We also has the prettiest girls, the smartest students (which is expected of course), the most talented - we could probably form a band if we wanted and organize a concert. Hehehe. Such conceit. Even the shy and silent ones in the contribute to the class' reputation. Definitely the undisputed worst yet best class in DRAHS' history.
Haaay, makamingaw gyud high school. Ug makamingaw ang mga Batang Apo.
the culprits:
ALDERITE, Ritchie
ALIBO, Angelita
ALIM, Mishelle
APALIT, Abegail
ATON, Jayben Janice
AVILA, Joseph Arthur
BALANSAG, Jeremae
BARBON, Charles Jeffrey
BAUGBOG, Leah
CABANDA, Julie
CABUGSA, Ian Marc
CAGATIN, Jade
CAJES, Asfer Jane
CANOY, John Luther
CELO, Mae Kristine Adelle
CONCEPCION, Donald
DANABAR, Rochelle
DELA RAMA, Antonio Edward
DIMAYUGA, Francis Ben
DIVINAGRACIA, Gladize
DOCUMENTO, Isagani
DUMAJEL, Vennyl
ESCURZON, Christyn
ESPARCIA, Melissa
EUSTAQUIO, Sheryl
FELONGCO, Hope
GANZO, Mary Anne
GENITA, Junellen
GLOVASA, Franco Neil
GUTIERREZ, Richard
IBAÑEZ, Mariepet
JAMAD, Nymraida
LACNO, Omar
LAMBACO, Joanna
LIPARANON, Exal
LUMAKIN, Erickson
MAMBURAM, Christine Dianne
MATEO, Ava Aisha
NUÑEZ, Michelle Nena
REGINALDO, Joy
RESTON, Rolando
RISONAR, Marcos Paulo
RIVERAL, Michelle
SANICO, Flodey Rhea
SAREN, Vanessa
TAHURA, Promise Joy
TY, Charisse Anne
TY, Liezl
VECINO, Jennyven
VICENTE, Wennie
VILLAMOR, Johnmar
WALES, Jan-Jeremiah
YAP, Sharon Beaulah
ALDERITE, Ritchie
ALIBO, Angelita
ALIM, Mishelle
APALIT, Abegail
ATON, Jayben Janice
AVILA, Joseph Arthur
BALANSAG, Jeremae
BARBON, Charles Jeffrey
BAUGBOG, Leah
CABANDA, Julie
CABUGSA, Ian Marc
CAGATIN, Jade
CAJES, Asfer Jane
CANOY, John Luther
CELO, Mae Kristine Adelle
CONCEPCION, Donald
DANABAR, Rochelle
DELA RAMA, Antonio Edward
DIMAYUGA, Francis Ben
DIVINAGRACIA, Gladize
DOCUMENTO, Isagani
DUMAJEL, Vennyl
ESCURZON, Christyn
ESPARCIA, Melissa
EUSTAQUIO, Sheryl
FELONGCO, Hope
GANZO, Mary Anne
GENITA, Junellen
GLOVASA, Franco Neil
GUTIERREZ, Richard
IBAÑEZ, Mariepet
JAMAD, Nymraida
LACNO, Omar
LAMBACO, Joanna
LIPARANON, Exal
LUMAKIN, Erickson
MAMBURAM, Christine Dianne
MATEO, Ava Aisha
NUÑEZ, Michelle Nena
REGINALDO, Joy
RESTON, Rolando
RISONAR, Marcos Paulo
RIVERAL, Michelle
SANICO, Flodey Rhea
SAREN, Vanessa
TAHURA, Promise Joy
TY, Charisse Anne
TY, Liezl
VECINO, Jennyven
VICENTE, Wennie
VILLAMOR, Johnmar
WALES, Jan-Jeremiah
YAP, Sharon Beaulah
23 March 2008
Batang Apo.
A tribute to the world's worst and best class.
We started out as just an ordinary class in an ordinary school. We never knew we'd turn out to be the worst class our school ever had, or that we'd cause most of our teachers to lose their precious sanity. Rizal people were notorious for disobeying teachers and laughing about it, blatantly cheating during exams, not doing cleaning chores in the classroom (remember the case of the hurled flowerpots?). This class was referred to as the war freaks. Yup, we freaked our teachers out by our pranks and disobedience. By the time we started our third year of high school, no one was willing to become class adviser. Thus, we were passed from one reluctant adviser to another. Our rebelliousness only intensified. By the time we finished our junior year, we had the reputation of being DRAHS' worst class. We were always told to follow those who had gone before us, but we never bothered to emulate them. After all, we'd die first before we became like anybody else. Being part of this wacky class was an unforgettable experience. Our class can be correctly named as a jack of all trades and a master of all. That is, we had countless talents - fortunetelling, internet hacking, electronics (ours was the only electronics class with over 20 ladies), cheating, singing, dancing, writing, making practical jokes, playing musical instruments, drawing, and a whole lot more. The years spent in DRAHS' dilapidated classrooms were indeed memorable and worth keeping.
-sharon, the brains of the class-
We started out as just an ordinary class in an ordinary school. We never knew we'd turn out to be the worst class our school ever had, or that we'd cause most of our teachers to lose their precious sanity. Rizal people were notorious for disobeying teachers and laughing about it, blatantly cheating during exams, not doing cleaning chores in the classroom (remember the case of the hurled flowerpots?). This class was referred to as the war freaks. Yup, we freaked our teachers out by our pranks and disobedience. By the time we started our third year of high school, no one was willing to become class adviser. Thus, we were passed from one reluctant adviser to another. Our rebelliousness only intensified. By the time we finished our junior year, we had the reputation of being DRAHS' worst class. We were always told to follow those who had gone before us, but we never bothered to emulate them. After all, we'd die first before we became like anybody else. Being part of this wacky class was an unforgettable experience. Our class can be correctly named as a jack of all trades and a master of all. That is, we had countless talents - fortunetelling, internet hacking, electronics (ours was the only electronics class with over 20 ladies), cheating, singing, dancing, writing, making practical jokes, playing musical instruments, drawing, and a whole lot more. The years spent in DRAHS' dilapidated classrooms were indeed memorable and worth keeping.
-sharon, the brains of the class-
23 February 2008
Jai Guru Deva Ommmm...
Across the Universe
Thanks to bianca's post in her blog, i get to watch this wonderful musical which features my all time favorite band's greatest hits. I first heard about this lat year but I never paid attention thinking it was just one of those foreign film noirs that will never be released commercially. I only knew that it's a film by Julie Taymor,other than that, I could not have cared less. But after I found that it's a musical based from the songs of the beatles, whoah, I just had to see this one. I could not find any DVD copy here in Cebu so I nagged my Papa into sending me one. And yes, he sent me a copy, on Valentine's Day to boot. I had to give it to Papa, he really understands my need to see the film, being a huge Beatles fan himself. I am my father's child after all.
I enjoyed the movie, though at first I had to adjust to the casts' own version of my favorite Fab Four hits, but hey, it worked. I especially love TV Carpio's I Wanna Hold Your Hand and Jim Sturgess' All My Loving and I've Just Seen a Face. I found myself crying during the Let It Be part. Bono's appearance and version of I am the Walrus is also one of the film's highlights. Haaayy.. I just love the songs. Love ko na rin si Jim Sturgess. Hehehe.. Every Beatles fanatic should really watch this!
I enjoyed the movie, though at first I had to adjust to the casts' own version of my favorite Fab Four hits, but hey, it worked. I especially love TV Carpio's I Wanna Hold Your Hand and Jim Sturgess' All My Loving and I've Just Seen a Face. I found myself crying during the Let It Be part. Bono's appearance and version of I am the Walrus is also one of the film's highlights. Haaayy.. I just love the songs. Love ko na rin si Jim Sturgess. Hehehe.. Every Beatles fanatic should really watch this!
Falling, yes I am falling
and he keeps calling me back again...
and he keeps calling me back again...
18 February 2008
Crashed.
Arrrrggghhh.
The computer just crashed, and it's the end of the world. Waaaahhhhhhhhh! Kalagot! As per Chesca - fuck shit gyud dude! I was trying to upload some pics from the digicam I borrowed from finfiesto. Those captured final moments with dear housemates Nes and Jones before they went home to find their happiness :p are now gone. Why oh why couldnt have the computer crashed after I uploaded some of the pics, maybe just even half of it? And why oh why stupid dork could have deleted the files from the memory stick later? As it is, I only saved two shots from yesterday when Jones, Carlo and Kim had dinner at house. The shots at Mcdonalds and IT Park will just be in our memories. Damn computers!
The computer just crashed, and it's the end of the world. Waaaahhhhhhhhh! Kalagot! As per Chesca - fuck shit gyud dude! I was trying to upload some pics from the digicam I borrowed from finfiesto. Those captured final moments with dear housemates Nes and Jones before they went home to find their happiness :p are now gone. Why oh why couldnt have the computer crashed after I uploaded some of the pics, maybe just even half of it? And why oh why stupid dork could have deleted the files from the memory stick later? As it is, I only saved two shots from yesterday when Jones, Carlo and Kim had dinner at house. The shots at Mcdonalds and IT Park will just be in our memories. Damn computers!
01 February 2008
Cant beat that feeling.
S: 'Morning!
Dork: Huh? Whut? (with that stupid look)
S: 'Morning!(exasperated)
P: Hi!
Dork: Ay, hi..
S: This is Asfer..
P: Of course, I remember her.
Dork: (stupefied)
Shoooot. I can't get over it. I feel so kilig. Eeeeeeeeeekkk. Just a few minutes into my shift and I already had a moment to remember. Ewww, does that sound cheesy or what. I had just logged in and was checking the stats of the agents when OMT and PD approached Nes who was checking if the new tool was working. And when OMT saw me,he greeted me and then it happened. Jeeezzzz. I can just imagine the look on my face after he said that and good thing that I had my back on him. He really made my day! Accckkk! How corny can I get.?
Its been a long time since I acted and felt like a schoolgirl. The anticipation that you'll be seeing someone you -for the lack of a better word-admire. It's nice that we let our guard down sometimes and just have a good time. Friends always tease me that I am cynical and that I should not have such high expectations or standards. After all we are just human. It feels good to be human :p and I feel human today. I feel bad everytime my friends would gush over someone who's cute and good looking and I'd just dashed their excitement with my sarcastic and deriding remarks like "dili gyud siya cute noh" or "hmp. mukhang mayabang" or worse - "he looks dumb". Im really not so nice diba?
So more than the meaning of those magic words uttered, it was the fact that I am not so jaded at all to feel like this. That after all, I still feel kilig because of a real person and not someone from a book, a movie or a TV show. Ang saya-saya. Kinikilig ako. You cant beat that feeling.♥ ♥ ♥
Dork: Huh? Whut? (with that stupid look)
S: 'Morning!(exasperated)
P: Hi!
Dork: Ay, hi..
S: This is Asfer..
P: Of course, I remember her.
Dork: (stupefied)
Shoooot. I can't get over it. I feel so kilig. Eeeeeeeeeekkk. Just a few minutes into my shift and I already had a moment to remember. Ewww, does that sound cheesy or what. I had just logged in and was checking the stats of the agents when OMT and PD approached Nes who was checking if the new tool was working. And when OMT saw me,he greeted me and then it happened. Jeeezzzz. I can just imagine the look on my face after he said that and good thing that I had my back on him. He really made my day! Accckkk! How corny can I get.?
Its been a long time since I acted and felt like a schoolgirl. The anticipation that you'll be seeing someone you -for the lack of a better word-admire. It's nice that we let our guard down sometimes and just have a good time. Friends always tease me that I am cynical and that I should not have such high expectations or standards. After all we are just human. It feels good to be human :p and I feel human today. I feel bad everytime my friends would gush over someone who's cute and good looking and I'd just dashed their excitement with my sarcastic and deriding remarks like "dili gyud siya cute noh" or "hmp. mukhang mayabang" or worse - "he looks dumb". Im really not so nice diba?
So more than the meaning of those magic words uttered, it was the fact that I am not so jaded at all to feel like this. That after all, I still feel kilig because of a real person and not someone from a book, a movie or a TV show. Ang saya-saya. Kinikilig ako. You cant beat that feeling.♥ ♥ ♥
18 January 2008
Feliz Cumpleanos.
Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me. happy birthday, happy birthday.. happy birthday to me!
Ackk, I cant believe I've been here on earth for a quarter of a century. And to celebrate this very momentous event.. presenting my very cute pamangkin Dodoy in his own rendition of the traditional happy birthday song. Ang kyut-kyut..!
Ackk, I cant believe I've been here on earth for a quarter of a century. And to celebrate this very momentous event.. presenting my very cute pamangkin Dodoy in his own rendition of the traditional happy birthday song. Ang kyut-kyut..!
11 January 2008
Unwritten.
Tita Dork: "Feel the rain on your skin..nah nah nah" (of course, di ko kabisado ang lyrics nun)
Doydoy: Ano sing mo?
Tita Dork: Huh? Uhmmm..
Doydoy: Ano sing mo ba?
I really had no idea what the title of the song is. Just another case of last song syndrome. So I went back to Cebu and I still havent found out the title. When I related to my friend Promise the funny incident, she said its Unwritten though she's not so sure of the artist. Armed with that information, I searched the internet and not only found out who the artist is (Natasha Bedingfield) but also the lyrics, I even downloaded the mp3 file. Hehehe. Thanks to Promise and Google I can now answer Doydoy just in case he asks me again.
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten..
Doydoy: Ano sing mo?
Tita Dork: Huh? Uhmmm..
Doydoy: Ano sing mo ba?
I really had no idea what the title of the song is. Just another case of last song syndrome. So I went back to Cebu and I still havent found out the title. When I related to my friend Promise the funny incident, she said its Unwritten though she's not so sure of the artist. Armed with that information, I searched the internet and not only found out who the artist is (Natasha Bedingfield) but also the lyrics, I even downloaded the mp3 file. Hehehe. Thanks to Promise and Google I can now answer Doydoy just in case he asks me again.
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten..
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