(Repost from Edryan's Multiply account)
Halos apat na taon din kami nagsamasama ng mga ito sa loob ng isang klasrum, apat na taon na punong puno ng mga masasaya, malulungkot at hindi makakalimutang mga pangyayari, madaming mga nagbagao sa amin, ngunit ang samahan na hindi matatawaran ay patuloy pa din na naroon at hindi nagbabago.
Maraming nabuong pagkakaibigan ang apat na taon naming pamamalagi sa aming kolehiyo, pagkakaibigan na hindi mapapantayan ng sino man, mga bagay na hindi malilimutan na nabuo sa nilumpon na apat na taon,ang mga tawanan ng bawat isa sa amin sa bawat pagpapatawa nila Ronald, Archibald at bezaleel ang mga biruan na animo’y walang pagsidlan sa sobrang dami,ang mga away bata na ni sa kisap ng mata ay tinatawanan na lamang namin ngayon.
Apat na taon, ng hirap at saya, hirap na sa araw araw ay kailangan mong magaral ng leksyon upang pumasa sa mga pagsusulit na ihahain ng iyong propesor, hirap na sa bawat pagpupuslit ng mga kopyahan na masasabing parte ng aming pagaaral bilang isang estudyante.
Masaya ako sa seksyon na aking napuntahan, seksyon lamang namin ang nakapagpaiyak ng propesor, nakapagpawalk-out ng propesor, nakasagot ng pabalang sa propesor, nakapagpasaya ng sobra sobra sa aming propesor at tanging estudyante lamang ng aming seksyon ang muntik ng makasuhan ng aming mahal na propesor.
Hinding hindi namin makakalimutan ang mga overnights naming sa eskuwelahan upang matapos lamang ang isang play at maitanghal ito ng buong galak, ang mga pagkataranta sa bawat productions o booth man na gagawin, ang mga ambagan na nagpapasimangot sa amin kapag masyado ng malaki sa laman ng bulsa namin upang ibigay, ang mga intermission numbers sa bawat gap ng eskuwelahan na pinamumunuan ni mearah, ni jozwealth at ng iba pa, habang walang tigil sa pagtawa sit racy, joy, michelle at tinie.
Ang mga meetings ng mga grupo na animo’y kung ano ang pinaguusapan, ang mga balita t tsismis na umikot sa paligid ng bawat isa sa amin.
Masasabi kong mapalad ako at napabilang ako sa seksyon na ito, masaya ako at nakilala ko ang 42 estudyante na magkakaiba ng ugali, at ang karanasan ko na matuto sa bawat isa sa kanila, magmula sa abanilla hanggang villalon.
Masaya ko na makatagpo ng mga tunay na kaibigan sa seksyon na ito, mga kaibigan na palaging nasa tabi ko pag may problema o masasayang mga pangyayari na naganap sa akin, mga tunay na kaibigan na handing tumulong kahit anong oras, masaya ako na makapagbahagi ng ngiti sa kanila at mga kwento
Kulang ang apat na taon sa aming lahat, ngunit ang lahat ng ito ay may katapusan. ngayon, mabibilang na lamang sa aming mga daliri ang araw na magkikita kita ang bawat isa sa amin, malapit na ang aming pagtatapos, at kagaya ng blog ni mujay, ang iba ay malalayo na sa amin, ang iba ay hindi na rin namin makikita sapagkat uuwi na ang mga ito sa probinsya, ang iba naman ay magiging abala na sa trabaho na kanilang pinasukan, pero ang mga bagay na hindi namin makakalimutan ay ang mga samahan na nagpatibay na aming pagkatao.
Wala na ang maagang pagising sa umaga, at paghahabol sa oras ng subject,ang mga assignments ang mga libro at bayarin, wala na ang mga tawanan na yumayanig sa tenga namin, itoy unti unti nang hihina pansamantala,wala na ang away bata, wala na ang mga productions na gahol naming ginagawa.
Sa buong RC 4-1D BATCH 2009,SALAMAT SA LAHAT.ALAMAT.
Ito ang ilan sa mga naipong larawan ng seksyon natin sa apt nation natin pagsasama.=’)
credits to archie lenchico and mimz gonzales for some of the pictures posted and jerome ricamata for the song.=))
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Thursday, November 15, 2007
Groove
by Glaiza Valiente
Everything has rhythm—from the revolving planets above to the rushing rivers below. Each drop of rain is a beat. That rhythm and that beat are forces which keep everything on tract. Uniting the two, we create harmony—harmony through which the winds whisper their sighs—their soft songs.
Trying to make sense of these things around us, we would discover that life itself has its own rhythm, its own beat. The rhythm we follow leads us so that we won't collide with each other—just like the unique rhythm that the planets in the universe take. The beats that we groove with are steps we take to reach things we desire. When everything is in harmony, life's song plays on and everything else goes as planned...
Trying to make sense of these things around us, we would discover that life itself has its own rhythm, its own beat. The rhythm we follow leads us so that we won't collide with each other—just like the unique rhythm that the planets in the universe take. The beats that we groove with are steps we take to reach things we desire. When everything is in harmony, life's song plays on and everything else goes as planned...
Saturday, November 10, 2007
The Day Tomorrow Came...
by Erica Ngui
"Friendship is the only cement that can hold the world together"
Kimmy is a friend of mine. She's a skinny girl, not particularly pretty. She doesn't get high grades, doesn't have that many acquaintances. In school, she's really quiet. Doesn't talk; all she does is stare at the teacher and mumble. I always shunned her, when we were in school. I mean, I was on top of the social ladder with all my friends around me. I didn't want to be seen with a nobody. Still, Kimmy put up with me. Later, she stooped looking surprised when I'd tell her I couldn't call tonight. She stopped looking sad when I told her I have to skip lunch with her to have a meeting with my exclusive clique. I kept saying, "Maybe tomorrow." And she'd just nod.
It was after Christmas vacation when a bad rumor spread around the whole school about my so-called-sleep-over with a guy, It was pure gossip, but I didn't expect anyone to believe me. It was my word against the word of the most popular girls in school. Those whom I though were my friends.
I was surprised when Kimmy came up to me and asked me to sit with her. How could she be so nice? There was a time when she was the outcast and I didn't mind her. Now I was the outcast and she treated me no different from before.
She was just Kimmy. The same skinny girl who, on that day made me laughs at her corny jokes. She was the friend I love.
And I did love her. Everyday, in fact. Even when everyone forgot the rumor, even after I was popular again, I didn't leave Kimmy behind anymore.
I guess I finally realized something. All those tomorrows that I kept promising Kimmy? Well, I finally made one come true.
Kimmy is a friend of mine. She's a skinny girl, not particularly pretty. She doesn't get high grades, doesn't have that many acquaintances. In school, she's really quiet. Doesn't talk; all she does is stare at the teacher and mumble. I always shunned her, when we were in school. I mean, I was on top of the social ladder with all my friends around me. I didn't want to be seen with a nobody. Still, Kimmy put up with me. Later, she stooped looking surprised when I'd tell her I couldn't call tonight. She stopped looking sad when I told her I have to skip lunch with her to have a meeting with my exclusive clique. I kept saying, "Maybe tomorrow." And she'd just nod.
It was after Christmas vacation when a bad rumor spread around the whole school about my so-called-sleep-over with a guy, It was pure gossip, but I didn't expect anyone to believe me. It was my word against the word of the most popular girls in school. Those whom I though were my friends.
I was surprised when Kimmy came up to me and asked me to sit with her. How could she be so nice? There was a time when she was the outcast and I didn't mind her. Now I was the outcast and she treated me no different from before.
She was just Kimmy. The same skinny girl who, on that day made me laughs at her corny jokes. She was the friend I love.
And I did love her. Everyday, in fact. Even when everyone forgot the rumor, even after I was popular again, I didn't leave Kimmy behind anymore.
I guess I finally realized something. All those tomorrows that I kept promising Kimmy? Well, I finally made one come true.
-Conundrum- (An essay about myself)
by Edryan Lorenzo
Knowing thy self in a lurid pasture of life is not a simple task to do, clinging on who thee really are, gripping on the facts that lies behind thee, and unnoticing thyself drowning on the seamless border of reality, that for a veracity you are just an empty jar, starting to fill thyself, with the information you need, as you start wandering around your environment. Clarity about yourself will soon be discovered by your own placidity on the hem of the equal symmetry of visioning oneself.
Filling up the spaces of who I really am is such a crafty chore, dealing on what I really want. What do I prefer? What are the handy things that I often do? And what is the most enlightening occurrence I have experienced before, but one thing is for sure, answering the creepy question of "who I really am" is a common yet still intriguing question that hacks my back.
I was born on the 3rd day of November on the year 1988. Dealing on my early years as a young lad and as a school boy, my life for me is ain't easy. My family and I were just living on a house, which walls are "concrete , but the oddity is that, the wall that we are using as our fortification was actually our neighbors wall, my dad's brain conniving with my mom's mental ability to act, let us think that we have our own home, with a high ceiling, a nice and a wide-well crafted wall, but, I come to realize that they can't build our own house, for the reason that we do not nave any money to support our financial needs. I grew up with the wrong impression that the people tends to look at me, I dwelt my primary years lingering the class room of a well ventilated place, with the lights that fed our eyes with the proper lighting a student must experience. A computer laboratory with the ratio of 1:1, and a wide spaced comfort room, intended for us to use to cut my humongous imagination, yes! I vanished my elementary days on an exclusive school, given the fact that, my family and i were just living our simple lives on a neighbors wall extension, in return as a lad who doesn't know how to play outside there backyard and bragging about the new toy their mom and dad had bought them, I just sit on my little chair and read my book and draw clouds, houses, and my family's caricature, having this experience when I was a child, I always ending up my school year with my mother going up on the stage and pinning some awards on my uniform's pocket or putting the medal on my neck, that's the time that I noticed myself giving a reward to my parents a reward that they should have, my mom and dad would often tell me that "all your hardships will turn out into gold." And i don't really understand that allegory, perhaps it's my young mind that is the one accountable, why I didn't understand that allegory.
Rowing my way to the fast-paced life of the— what they call "high school life", this is the time where i opened up myself to the petty facts about "reality" , am teen, or course when I entered my stage of puberty, and seldom of my classmates would tell me that am a person that is, shy, timid, and silent, perhaps its because of the fact that, they always see me joining different organizations, and theatrical plays, but one thing is for sure, the person that they often see on the stage or in the classroom is not the real "me", the real me is inside the trenches of my soul, the simple, timid and silent Edryan. In this stage of my life I really learn how to value the meaning of true friendship and the camaraderie with other students, to join and to showcase my talents in drawing, dancing and as well as acting. To be a leader on my own simple, yet serious way and to be an outspoken,an open minded and a determined person, the very blatant difference of my life in elementary, whose life is as alone as an oasis on the midst of the desert. I've finished my high school days on a prestigious school on our province the "UNIVERSITY OF RIZAL SYSTEM-LABORATORY MORONG HIGH SCHOOL" and I graduated at my Alma Mater receiving different of awards, a sign of gratitude for my parents and also for my hard works, no doubt that I left my Alma Mater with my head up high and proud, that my school really helped me a lot not only on my studies but as well as on my personal; growth.
Now facing forward about where I' am right now, I can proudly say that, the place where I am right now, is the exact venue for me, it is one of the pieces that can answer the wobbling question of "who I really am?" I' am currently studying at the POLYTECHNIC UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES, a 3rd YEAR COLLEGE STUDENT taking up BROADCAST COMMUNICATION, This field of study is one of my major interest, and I have no doubts on the choice that I have made, the place where I am right now is a place where, I, as a student can learn how to know thyself, dealing with other and different people, on how they react on you, and how they perceive me as to who I really am. From others perspective they judge me as a cruel, hardhearted man, why? Because of the fact that I am a person who doesn't want others to be treated as if they weren't part of the group, I primarily wants to befriend the people who are infamous for the fact that through this people, I know, there is something innate on them that can help me, I don't really know, but I, as a person wants to befriend the person who belongs to the others whose spotlights are dim and dark, they often see me as sly and a strong person, because of the fact that my life when I was a child and in high school are the ones who makes me on what I am right now, I strongly believe that "no man is worth the aggravation", its ancient history, and some would often tell me that am a man whose level of annoyance is the highlight of my attitudes, I easily get irritated by other people, I don't like people who moved away, and exclude themselves categorizing themselves as a member of the higher class; whose deeds are not parallel to their appearance and mostly to the people whose mouth are created to sew words that can damage others personality you know "words are sharper than swords.", I really hate people who act as if they know everything, and act as if they are intelligent, but not! And lastly I get irritated to those people whose brain are inculcated on their mouth and use it as their means of "protruding on others nipple" the obliteration of these characteristics is one of the fact why I really do like others who are members of the infamous society, some would tell me that am a man whose cheerful and happy, maybe because I don't want to see people who are sad, specially the people who are always there to guide and support me, my Family, My Besffriends and Friends, they are the Heluva gems of my life and the fact that these person will cry because of a certain thing or a certain incident, that's the time where as a student, I can change myself into a clown, these words are the words I often tell my friends and Family ''mas mabuti pang ako masaktan kaysa kayo." I do believe that i' am a good but not perfect son, a loving brother to my siblings and a courageous man on my own. Listening to ones opinion is one of the major thing I could not disregard, because listening t others can help you discover the real you and can help you grow as a person, as a student, as a good son, and as a good disciple of God.
Walking through the different paths of my journey, I can say that some of the pieces of the puzzle that completes my life are on my hands, and some are just hanging on a cliff waiting to be discovered and collected.
My life is a long journey to pass on, it may lead me to success and worst to desperation, but one thing is for sure, I will strive to get and collect the puzzle that completes my life and that can answer the question of "WHO I REALLY AM?"
Filling up the spaces of who I really am is such a crafty chore, dealing on what I really want. What do I prefer? What are the handy things that I often do? And what is the most enlightening occurrence I have experienced before, but one thing is for sure, answering the creepy question of "who I really am" is a common yet still intriguing question that hacks my back.
I was born on the 3rd day of November on the year 1988. Dealing on my early years as a young lad and as a school boy, my life for me is ain't easy. My family and I were just living on a house, which walls are "concrete , but the oddity is that, the wall that we are using as our fortification was actually our neighbors wall, my dad's brain conniving with my mom's mental ability to act, let us think that we have our own home, with a high ceiling, a nice and a wide-well crafted wall, but, I come to realize that they can't build our own house, for the reason that we do not nave any money to support our financial needs. I grew up with the wrong impression that the people tends to look at me, I dwelt my primary years lingering the class room of a well ventilated place, with the lights that fed our eyes with the proper lighting a student must experience. A computer laboratory with the ratio of 1:1, and a wide spaced comfort room, intended for us to use to cut my humongous imagination, yes! I vanished my elementary days on an exclusive school, given the fact that, my family and i were just living our simple lives on a neighbors wall extension, in return as a lad who doesn't know how to play outside there backyard and bragging about the new toy their mom and dad had bought them, I just sit on my little chair and read my book and draw clouds, houses, and my family's caricature, having this experience when I was a child, I always ending up my school year with my mother going up on the stage and pinning some awards on my uniform's pocket or putting the medal on my neck, that's the time that I noticed myself giving a reward to my parents a reward that they should have, my mom and dad would often tell me that "all your hardships will turn out into gold." And i don't really understand that allegory, perhaps it's my young mind that is the one accountable, why I didn't understand that allegory.
Rowing my way to the fast-paced life of the— what they call "high school life", this is the time where i opened up myself to the petty facts about "reality" , am teen, or course when I entered my stage of puberty, and seldom of my classmates would tell me that am a person that is, shy, timid, and silent, perhaps its because of the fact that, they always see me joining different organizations, and theatrical plays, but one thing is for sure, the person that they often see on the stage or in the classroom is not the real "me", the real me is inside the trenches of my soul, the simple, timid and silent Edryan. In this stage of my life I really learn how to value the meaning of true friendship and the camaraderie with other students, to join and to showcase my talents in drawing, dancing and as well as acting. To be a leader on my own simple, yet serious way and to be an outspoken,an open minded and a determined person, the very blatant difference of my life in elementary, whose life is as alone as an oasis on the midst of the desert. I've finished my high school days on a prestigious school on our province the "UNIVERSITY OF RIZAL SYSTEM-LABORATORY MORONG HIGH SCHOOL" and I graduated at my Alma Mater receiving different of awards, a sign of gratitude for my parents and also for my hard works, no doubt that I left my Alma Mater with my head up high and proud, that my school really helped me a lot not only on my studies but as well as on my personal; growth.
Now facing forward about where I' am right now, I can proudly say that, the place where I am right now, is the exact venue for me, it is one of the pieces that can answer the wobbling question of "who I really am?" I' am currently studying at the POLYTECHNIC UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES, a 3rd YEAR COLLEGE STUDENT taking up BROADCAST COMMUNICATION, This field of study is one of my major interest, and I have no doubts on the choice that I have made, the place where I am right now is a place where, I, as a student can learn how to know thyself, dealing with other and different people, on how they react on you, and how they perceive me as to who I really am. From others perspective they judge me as a cruel, hardhearted man, why? Because of the fact that I am a person who doesn't want others to be treated as if they weren't part of the group, I primarily wants to befriend the people who are infamous for the fact that through this people, I know, there is something innate on them that can help me, I don't really know, but I, as a person wants to befriend the person who belongs to the others whose spotlights are dim and dark, they often see me as sly and a strong person, because of the fact that my life when I was a child and in high school are the ones who makes me on what I am right now, I strongly believe that "no man is worth the aggravation", its ancient history, and some would often tell me that am a man whose level of annoyance is the highlight of my attitudes, I easily get irritated by other people, I don't like people who moved away, and exclude themselves categorizing themselves as a member of the higher class; whose deeds are not parallel to their appearance and mostly to the people whose mouth are created to sew words that can damage others personality you know "words are sharper than swords.", I really hate people who act as if they know everything, and act as if they are intelligent, but not! And lastly I get irritated to those people whose brain are inculcated on their mouth and use it as their means of "protruding on others nipple" the obliteration of these characteristics is one of the fact why I really do like others who are members of the infamous society, some would tell me that am a man whose cheerful and happy, maybe because I don't want to see people who are sad, specially the people who are always there to guide and support me, my Family, My Besffriends and Friends, they are the Heluva gems of my life and the fact that these person will cry because of a certain thing or a certain incident, that's the time where as a student, I can change myself into a clown, these words are the words I often tell my friends and Family ''mas mabuti pang ako masaktan kaysa kayo." I do believe that i' am a good but not perfect son, a loving brother to my siblings and a courageous man on my own. Listening to ones opinion is one of the major thing I could not disregard, because listening t others can help you discover the real you and can help you grow as a person, as a student, as a good son, and as a good disciple of God.
Walking through the different paths of my journey, I can say that some of the pieces of the puzzle that completes my life are on my hands, and some are just hanging on a cliff waiting to be discovered and collected.
My life is a long journey to pass on, it may lead me to success and worst to desperation, but one thing is for sure, I will strive to get and collect the puzzle that completes my life and that can answer the question of "WHO I REALLY AM?"
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