Exaggerated for emphasis.
Enough is enough. Know when to wake up. KNOW WHEN TO STOP.
One word: ASA.
Pangako Sa’yo
Mali ba ang hindi pagtupad sa isang pangako?
Case number 1: Hindi.
Bakit hindi? Ika nga nila, promises are meant to be broken. Pero para san pa na gumawa ka ng pangako kung wala ka naman palang balak tuparin? Deception. Hollow promises. Kaya…
Case number 2: Oo.
Bakit oo? Tulad ng nasabi na, aanhin mo ang pangakong napako?
Case number 3: Depende.
Hala, labu-labo na utak ko dito, parang mashed potato. 
Sa dami ng point na gusto ko sabihin, walang lumalabas ngayon. Lo siento. Kaya to be continued
Pagpapatuloy:
Dahil dinaot ng masugid kong mambabasa slash walang matinong magawa kaya nagtiyatiyaga sa blog ko ang entry na ito at sinabing philisophical ang inaasahan niya, hahabaan ko na nang bahagya.
Ano ba ang premise dito? Ano ba dapat ang mga katangian ng matinong pangako?
There’s a force compelling you to do otherwise, yet you stick with what you’ve said because you have already given your word. Para saan ang pangakong alam mong kaya mong tuparin nang walang effort? Walang bearing. Anong pinagkaiba nun sa simpleng salita lang?
Sabihin nating mas malakas ang tawag ng pagbali ng pangako kaysa sa pagtupad nito, tutuparin mo pa ba? Just for the sake of keeping it, even if you’re doing it half-heartedly? Duda ako na may papayag nang ganon. At kung ikaw naman ang pinagbitiwan ng pangakong ayaw nang tuparin, anong gagawin mo? Panghahawakan mo ba yung pangakong yon kahit na kitang kita mo namang ginagawa na lang yun dahil naipangako na niya, o hahayaan mo na lang na baliin niya ang pangakong yon dahil alam mong naglolokohan na lang kayo?
Kung hindi mo napansin ang napakalaking kapintasan ng entry na ito, bumalik ka na sa high school. Pero para sa’yo mambabasa, sasabihin ko na: taglish kung taglish. At dahil benta sa’kin ang linyang ito, isisingit ko lang: You’re such a loser yaya.
A meme, a disclaimer and an incoherent babbling
I’ve an essay due at 9PM yet here I am, answering Leneh’s meme. What fun.
1. Pick up the nearest book of at least 123 pages.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people.
1. Everything on a Waffle - Polly Horvath
Yes, it is children’s lit. Whoever said older people can’t read them? I’ve re-established my love for children’s books, thanks to the nature of my work.
2. - 3. That’s how I ended up in Coal Harbour again.
4. Of course, we went back to live in Nanaimo while Bert and Evie gave their house to a realtor to sell. Evie and Bert were so excited about moving for the first time in twenty-five years that I caught a little buzz from them and got all excited about our new town too, even though, technically speaking, it was my old town. Uncle Jack rented them a furnished unit until they sold their house and promised them the best deal he could on a townhouse in the same complex as Miss Honeycut.
5. Since I have no idea who reads this dumpsite I call my blog aside from Leneh and Agnes, I shall tag no one.
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Isang malaking disclaimer: hindi ako suplada o isnabera. Mataray ako, oo, pero iba yun sa dalawang unang nabanggit. Kaya kung makita niyo man ako o makasalubong sa daan at tila hindi ko kayo pinansin, malamang sa hindi, hindi ko talaga kayo napansin. Pasensiya na, bulag lang.
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I visited Peyups after a long, long, long time. (Heh, you get the picture, don’t you?) Lo and behold, I’ve got a fan, thanks to my version of Apologize. -_- She even asked if she could get a copy of it. I’m not even a celebrity (yet)! LOL
On to school stuff — my seatmate’s one heck of a pretty girl. I look like her yaya for crying out loud. -_-
My entry’s taglish. What’s up with that? It just goes to show how dysfunctional my brain is. Poor student.
You call that a celebration?
Kick-off’s n times better than that supposed Centennial Celebration. Hmph! FAIL!
Picture taken at the Eng’g Left Wing.
Tell-tale signs
How to tell if your classmate is a UP freshie. Hee. Freshie spotting is fun. Actually, I observed these freshie traits all in one class.
- Apologetic explanations. A student timidly enters the room and explains at length why s/he was late. Sorry sir, galing po kasi kaming Math Bldg. or Sir, I went to the wrong room. I went to room TBA when it should have been so-and-so. Hijos y hijas, just take your seats next time, ok?
- Overflowing pride. One girl said na-realize ko na napaka-privileged natin para makapasok sa UP. na-realize ko rin na nandito pala sa Pilipinas ang puso ko. I take pride in being a UP student, no questions asked, but I do know for a fact that not all UP students are all that, if you know what I mean (if you don’t, well, lo siento). It’s the getting out of the university with a diploma, no matter how long it takes, that is the real challenge. Also, odds are that by the time the girl graduates, she’ll be looking for greener pastures in the land of greens. But then again, I shall give her the benefit of the doubt only to be proven right all over again.
- Standing up during recitations. Classic. Hehe.
- Group huddling. Freshies tend to go in groups. Upperclass people also do that, but there’s this certain feel that you get which tells you they’re freshies. I don’t know. It’s like the word freshie is written across their foreheads.
I wonder. Was I that obvious when I was a freshie? Just this May, someone asked me if I were a freshie. Wow. -_-
