If you can comprehend this, I envy you

While surfing around at Friendster earlier this afternoon, I wanted to see what my horoscope was. I don’t know, I think a sudden spurt of curiosity sprung up so I clicked on the Horoscope. Usually though I don’t believe in Horoscopes, it’s a long story and better yet not questions ones beliefs but this time, I really did take a look. Surprise, surprise! For once I’ve actually seen an accurate horoscope. It said that:

Today's Forecast:

Avoid anything that involves a lot of numbers, letters or other small details today.

A lot of numbers, ha! Just had the Math exam earlier and boy now I know why my head has been spinning. Letters or small details, these refer perhaps to the terms we learned in Social Science and Science that has driven me nuts this morning. I guess that’s what happens when you see numbers flying around you. Call me demented? Yeah.

With the school year almost coming to a close you cannot help but feel a bit sentimental about it for a while. It just a phase I go through every time the school year is about to end. Anyway this year has been amazing in so many ways. I’ll stop with my drama practice session and get on with my post.

I have this, what I call nagiginggagobiglasijiopagsinabaw mode, then I also have masakitulonijiokayasobrangseryoso mode and also walanagpakiamasabuhaykayaganyanparin mode. Each of these modes rotates on a timely basis and reflects how I work. Usually during nagiginggagobiglasijiopagsinabaw I tend to be happy go lucky and weird, I tend to lose common sense and ask questions incessantly, in other words gago mode. Masakitulonijiokayasobrangseryoso is when I come home after being drained from all the school work. I remember once almost entering Ms. Tin-tin’s car when I lost track of reality. Hey, I though it was my car don’t blame me. Usually this is when I find the funniest of jokes corny, when I want to be isolated from the rest of the world, when I want to control the world! Walanagpakiamasabuhaykayaganyanparin is my normal day. Usually this is my mode in the classroom and at home.

So I guess you can guess which mode I’m in right now? Blame the Achievement test for turning my frozen brain into hot soup. That’s what we get for having 5 days of no classes, a melted and frozen brain.

I think my head is going in circles as I type this.

Move Along

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along

A song by the All American Rejects has struck me almost a month ago when I heard it for the first time. I’ve always thought of writing something about it but I never found the right time, I guess now is the time when I can share my thoughts about it. Because, I feel that no matter what happens, or whatever the events that catch you there is nothing you can do and move along. Whether it’s getting your first ever 74 or losing a close friend it’s the same; you catch yourself, stand up and move along just to make it through. Because there is no use just sitting around feeling miserable for what has happened. Whatever happens, it happened for a reason and you can’t complain about it. Almost everything in the world is a competition; no matter how we look at it it’s always a game. And in a game, there are always winners and losers. But, we can’t just sit around and let things happen, we need to do something about it.

Yesterday during Recess we caught our first ever TPA Week Performance at school. Pulled out from class 30 minutes before time, we set-up downstairs in preparation for our performance. We started things off by playing our original, Falling. Afterwards we played Dizzy Boy by Pedicab. After that we played Love Song, though it was our version of the song it was derived from Anberlin’s version. Finally the moment came when people were starting to settle down to have their recess and watched us, so we decided on playing Elesi by Rivermaya. I liked Elesi though I think I over did it by jumping on stage during the last chorus. We played Mr. Clay by Bamboo which by far was our worst song during the performance and we capped it off with Californication by The Red Hot Chili Peppers. When everyone is gone an open Jamming of Hellelujah by Bamboo and then I went back on the campaign trail. To all those who watched us, I can’t thank you enough for taking time to watch us play. Among those whom I saw were Chinito, class 3E, class 3F, Io, Jomari, Jarren, Michael, Raffy, Ikee, class 3H, Mr. Lobo, Ms. Macé, Ms. Tin, Ms. Alona and Mr. Nicdao and so many others I can’t remember anymore! Thanks for coming over to watch us!

Last week we went to Xavier for annual EDSOR Leadership peace conference held at Xavier. If there is on thing I remember it’s requesting for no classes the upcoming Monday. Anyway it deviated from the traditional EDSOR by organizing tribes of students to work together the entire conference. Though it’s inevitable that the schools will flock together at times I think the tribe system went really well. Although our skit sucked, it was obvious because Ms. Rhea was there signaling us to cut short our presentation. But hey! It was a great EDSOR nonetheless.

Life is funny, things happen for a reason but we can do something about it. Once the moment has passed all we have is our memories to recall them, especially if it’s something great. I remember my first day in LSGH or the first time I perfected an exam. But what makes life more mysterious is that we vividly remember the bad things that happen to us. The time when I got my first Sad Slip, the time I was bullied, my first notice of low scores, my first line of 7, the first time I failed a subject. Some can’t even be categorized in either of these like the time I lost the elections back in grade 6. These all happened for a reason, and because of these things, they all made me a stronger person.

Possible

Impossible is an interesting word. Looking around we always say that’s its impossible to do something. For instance, I never though it would be possible that I’d learn how to front flip in one day, I never though I would be able to finish a book in one afternoon, I never though I could do so many things because the word IMPOSIIBLE stands in the way. Take a look at the word closely; can we not expand it to, “I’m possible”? Whether you’re a pessimist or an optimist, I think commitment stands in your way whether you can turn impossible into I’m possible. Things I never dreamed of doing as I child, I’ve actually ended up doing it. all because of commitment. Why am I talking about this? Have you ever heard of LSS or known as the Last Song Syndrome? Well I’ve heard posible so many times in a single day it continuously sings in my mind over and over again. The song conveys a really strong message. It's up to you how you interpret it. As they say, no two minds are the same.

Today seemed really productive. I spent the morning with kids from Crame at LSGH, usually I would teach but I was too absent minded I forgot to take communion; I had to find a substitute teacher to replace me since I have to leave early. Afterwards we had lunch at Green Hills but the highlight was when I went to Fully Booked and grabbed myself a copy of Dante’s The Inferno. Originally I bought myself a copy last Wednesday but I decided to give it to Jet, realizing I had no Birthday and Christmas gift for him. Anyway needless to say I got a different version, this one was published by the Modern Library. I grew fund of the books they published right after reading The Phantom of the Opera. Anyway afterwards I spent the entire afternoon reading and eventually finishing Memoirs of a Geisha. I’ll keep the story to myself first, go and buy the book or watch the upcoming movie!

For the past few weeks I’ve spent a lot of money on so many books and other things. Last Wednesday I stopped by at Shangri-la to buy three books, one is about Sherlock Holmes which ended up being a present for someone, The Inferno, a present for Jet and of course Memoirs of a Geisha for myself. I bought guitar strings for my electric guitar because the 4th string snapped. Barely a week has passed and I need to buy a new string, this time the 5th snapped while practicing.

The EDSOR peace conference, the third one I’ve attended was held at Xavier School last February 10-11. The tribe concept was great, although it was inevitable that each of the schools still end up hanging out with their respective school mates. Although I have to say that this years lack of concurrent sessions made it very different; it deviated from the original EDSOR. Though the amazing race was really cool! I’ve learned how to make an unconventional front-flip falling of a sack. Although up until now my right hand is really sore from the fall. The Action Planning, I think we were too serious about the planning over the presentation. We worked on the power point and brain stormed over how we can do this plan in a span of one year that we almost forgot about the creative output. But this years EDSOR was great! It just gets better as the years pass. One thing I really won’t forget about the conference, Posible.

Long time since I last blog, been so busy lately!