February 2012
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Featurized
I’m currently on the verge of snapping. I just discovered the challenge of formulating topics for the Feature Pages of our school’s publication.
I am pressured, to be honest. Our Editor-in-Chief explained during one of our meetings that most of the existing Editorial Board will be graduating this year thus, a need to replenish the empty slots is imperative.
He told me that I was...
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Ivory Pulp
I have this ‘thing’ for buying reams of Bond Paper. I don’t know why but I get this sense of fulfillment just by staring at the stack of clean, white paper without actually using them.
Have I lost my sanity yet? No? Okay.
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Walking on Sunshine
That’s the title of our mini-documentary about this year’s Panagbenga. What’s it about? Well…
Every year, Panagbenga hauls in its largest volume of tourists in these two days: The Grand Street Parade and Grand Float Parade. The question left to answer is ‘What makes these days THAT special?’
That’s what we wanted to unearth, but we focused on the Grand...
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Realization
I wonder how the SM Management would feel about earthballing (and eventually killing) trees during a season that celebrates the wonders of nature?
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The Panagbenga 2012 Ordeal
People are raving about how classes are suspended tomorrow in lieu of the Grand Street Parade. When I say ‘people’, I mean students coming from various courses other than Communication.
February, as dubbed by my seniors, is hell month. It’s that time of the year Communication students of Baguio City are fearing. It’s that 2 days where they are set out to the field to...
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The Perishers - Nothing Like You And I
Okay, so...
“Here comes the storybook hero that I once was told of.”
– Unspoken Definites, Up Dharma Down
Anonymous asked: 15, 48, 59, 65, 86, 87, 100. Hihi :)))
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Prelims already?
B-b-but my notebook says it’s just the beginning of the term! I guess I’m starting off a shaky note here.
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Green Light
The red light shines, the striped ground remains empty.
We look at the opposite side of the road.
We were born to look that way
You are looking.
Speeding vehicles distort my vision.
I am looking.
Maybe we’re just waiting for the green light.
Waiting for our paths to cross.
Waiting for that second in time.
Waiting that maybe, just maybe, it could be.
Red turns green, I stand...
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The Oxford Comma
People are like the Oxford Comma. Some think they’re irrelevant, some see themselves not that important, some might even play with the thought of being downright useless. However, there are still people who are capable of seeing past the things presented in the former. They are able to do such perhaps because of self-discovery. Because of constant growth and introspection. People will only...
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It's always darkest before the dawn.
In failure, there’s nothing and no one else to blame but yourself. I can’t even blame Grace Lee and PNoy.
Leaving Baguio in a few. BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAI
I didn’t tell you guys but I’m actually a trainee in our school’s radio station, 89.9 MC Radio. Ergo, I’m going to miss my boardwork on Friday. Aaaaand I haven’t told the station manager yet, hahaha.
On another note, or octave, or whatever, I hate long bus-rides. Not because I get all nauseous but because the air-conditioning menace will suffocate the poor,...
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My crush uses Pizap.
I don’t have a crush anymore.
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January 2012
