M.S.D.

I just want to share with you (whoever YOU are) the things that happened to me, and to some of my friends, the past few days.

My friends: Sugar.Jeca.Glad.Kayle.Pau.PJ.Jem.Meme.Ruth.Mark.Rej.Paul.Raf

Monday; November 23

We had a mass in the morning. I wasn’t really looking in front for a very long time, my head was just staring at the floor, and when I finally did, I saw Mark and Paul up there. After the mass, we still had our first class, Group Dynamics. We learned about how groups operate and sort of stages in a group’s life: Forming, Storming, Norming, Performing, and Adjourning. After that, we went to Mang Toot’s for lunch, studied under the shades of the trees near the gazebos on the side of the field, only to find out our prof was absent which means we won’t have a quiz. Then our group had almost an hour of storming only to come up with nothing but a minimum amount for the price of our exchange gift. Of course, before we ended the day, Mark, Ruth, Glad, Jeca and I watched New Moon at TriNoma.

Wednesday; November 25

We had two quizzes then we stayed in front of the Main building after class, which was weird because it was late, and people were still willing to stay and do nothing. I watched the first episode of the 3rd series of Skins with Jeca. Awesome.

Thursday; November 26

Jeca and I met with our clients for the first time and practically, almost, gave them fatigue. We watched “Icon ng Agham” and supported our classmate Nina. Grabe won. We ate dinner at McDo. Jeca, Meme, Jem, and Pau slept over at our place.

Friday; November 27

We woke up early because our call time was 6:00 am for the PAPJA convention. We left Jeca. We got there at around 6:30. We were assigned to give out the stubs for the kits. We saw our crush, practicing for a game, just meters away. Bummed out on the gazebo for more than two hours. We were actually about to go when people started coming and asking about the registration for the workshops for the second day of the convention. Then, everything was just chaos and we were in the middle of it. After getting out, we went to the Main building because we had to meet a professor because we stupidly, unthinkingly, volunteered ourselves to help out on the quiz bee but the professor wasn’t there. We went to the health service to look for the prof who again wasn’t there, then went to the Medicine Auditorium where we finally found who we were looking for. We stood for hours while the quiz bee was going on then we went home, TIRED.

One more thing, there’s this new disorder, M.S.D. or, widely (about four people) known as Meme Sabaw Disorder

Etiology: Melody Grace Yuko Kong

 

Where’s the Christmas spirit when I need it?

I’ve been thinking about a lot of things lately. I’ve been thinking about how I’m not really into writing and blogs and the likes but was influenced by my friends, it’s amazing what college friends do to you. The thought of me not having a definite plan for my future and trying to come up with one enters my mind once in a while. I also think about how lately I’ve been the talkative counselor that’s really not me. I think about how I haven’t been listening to my friends whether they needed me to or not. Been thinking about my friends who I know really need help but doesn’t ask for one which tortures me because I want to help them but I don’t know how and/or I’m scared because maybe they don’t want my help and/or me helping might actually make things worse. There’s also this thing about feeling that others don’t really know me and that I need to show them who I really am then thinking I don’t really need to prove anything as long as I know me but most of the time I can’t help it so I just talk too much. But really, what occupies my mind nowadays are the three things I should put on my wishlist for the exchange gift on our Christmas party, I can’t seem to think of something. Any suggestions?

 

I’m tired as it is…

Classes have just started and I already feel disheartened. I feel like I have so many things to do and that I have to make a lot of effort. Just the sound of what we’re required to do already makes me feel tired. I just hope nothing more would add to my big pile of drama at the moment, that would be way too much.

 

Cheesy! LOL

This fair maiden from a far off land. She journeyed into nowhere, unprepared. Arriving in a strange land, with strange inhabitants, she should have felt desolated. Unwary of her entire being, and the beings in front of her, she grew special bonds with them. Though there was one in particular who was much special than all the others. They connected like how two perfect puzzle pieces fit. Everyday, they laughed together, and everyone laughs with them. He gave her paper flowers and paper hearts, she gave him her precious stuffed toy. He held her hand, hugged her, whispered caring words, carried her to her room and tucked her to bed. The week they were together was the best week of their lives. They never quite admitted to others and to themselves how they really liked each other until it was late. The fair maiden had to leave, go back to where she came from, where she truly belongs. She turned to her prince, in this strange land, kissed him, and said goodbye.

If you watch PBB, then you probably know who these two people are. Ha ha! I don’t really watch it but one time, there wasn’t anything good on the telly so I watched it, and it just happened. I got really hooked up that I never left the room unless it was time to eat or take a bath. I can’t make the story any prettier, though. My head is drained. Ha ha!

 

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Like the thought of two celestial bodies colliding

In the night sky The impact of their clash

Sends out bursts of fire emanating

Through this vastness Upon where all shall close their eyes

And beauty they shall see like no other

On this land of the forsaken No one nor many things

Can surpass the greatness of two beings joined as one

In a world enveloped in fear and darkness It lives

Destroying everything in its path And darkness only

Would be left…

Like the thought of two celestial bodies colliding

In the night sky… It shouldn’t be