Freaking Zumba workout got me sweating like a pig in 15 minutes. Managed to finish 30. I am so out of shape… And I’ve never wanted a burger as much as I do now.
Haven’t been here in a while…
Linked my BB to tumblr, finally… Hmmm… Maybe it’s better to microblog from here than updating facebook stats. We’ll see. I seem to be too old to blog now, considering how people blog these days.
Day 05 - A Time You Thought About Ending Your Life
Never really. I’ve felt crappy, went through the teen angst phase and had too much (self-inflicted) drama in my life, but never really thought about throwing the towel in and just ending all of it by ending me. Heh.
Although, I’ve always thought that I wasn’t going to grow to be old just because I can’t seem to imagine myself beyond being a middle-aged lady.
Day 04 - Your Views on Religion
Religion is a man-made social structure based on faith. I was raised as a Catholic, I still believe in aspects of Catholicism… but I don’t believe in exclusively taking on a religion’s norms. I’d rather have strong faith, and take all the good norms and beliefs from different schools of thought and religion, and live with integrity.
In short, I’m not religious but I do believe. GV.
My UPCAT Story
In line with the release of the UPCAT results, I am jumping on the bandwagon & will relay my UPCAT story.
I took the UPCAT in 2001, I was waiting outside Eng’g under the rain to be let in. I was on the 3rd floor, I was sitting in one of those bench seats enough to fit 3 or 4 people… I was sharing the desk with 2 other bulky Chinese guys who were munching on mangga w/ bagoong… inside the air-conditioned classroom. The test was anticlimatic. What I couldn’t figure out in Math, I just took to guessing. You know, which among the answers look like they might actually come from a computation involving above equation? Heh.
So months passed, and I’ve already heard from Ateneo and La Salle… but nope… not UP. I wasn’t really banking on the first two even if I did get in, because I didn’t get a scholarship. They offered for me to take AP tests so I could skip the freshie classes, but that doesn’t help me much.
When we heard that UPCAT results were out, my friend’s mom went to UP & started looking for our names… and she said that she didn’t find my name. I was crushed because I didn’t want to go to UST. I didn’t want to believe that I didn’t get in until I see it myself, so I went to UP Diliman after classes.
And there it was… my name. I got into the HRIM program. It was my 2nd choice, my safe bet since I thought it was a non-quota course. I find out at the orientation that it was a quota course, with only 50 students admitted every year. So I was no gap filler after all.
After that, the remainder of the school year didn’t matter… All I wanted was to bust out of high school and get into the school of my dreams. Awww. I was so cheesy. :D
Day 03 - Your Views on Drugs and Alcohol
Doing drugs doesn’t make you cool. Getting dead drunk doesn’t make you cool.
I did my fair share of rebellion back when I was really young and stupid. I’ve gone on drinking binges, stayed out all night, had my fair share of space cake (some may argue it’s not exactly doing drugs, but still pot is pot), went clubbing, blah, blah, blah, all before I turned 18.
I could say it was mostly peer pressure, everyone was doing the same thing, and I wanted to be accepted somehow, so I went for it. It was fun while it lasted, but there is no sense into doing it every single day, for no reason at all.
I got tired of the fast lifestyle before I even got into college. Yes, I still went out, and yes I still drunk quite a lot… but I realized that alcohol was only one way of having a good time with friends. That’s what makes it count - the people you’re with. I realized it didn’t matter if I was guzzling down beers, or if I was just sitting on a tree stump having monay & BJ (buko juice, you sick, sad mind)… as long as I’ve got great company, even the most mundane chores can turn out LEGEN - wait for it - DARY.
As for drugs? Well. I know people who used to do it… I know you can’t make people stop something that they don’t find wrong… All I know is, I’ve never considered doing it because my mind is messed up enough just the way it is.
Day 02 - Where You’d Like to be in 10 Years
So, my initial attempt to finish the 30-day challenge by my birthday is pretty much a bust… So I’d be trying to get it done before my birthday month ends. :)
Okay. In ten years I will be thirty-five years old. I would prefer to be back at home, with my little kid, Sebastien (or Sebastienne, whichever we get), and I’m keeping busy managing our little cafe or bake shoppe. I wouldn’t mind coming back to UP to teach & put my “industry experience” from years back into good use. Yep, that’s my best case scenario.
Although, my life has been known to spring a surprise every once in a while, so I wouldn’t count on all of it happening this way. A few detours on the way would make life a bit more interesting and I’m just gonna wait until it happens… Then I’ll write about it here. Hehe.
Day 01 - Your Current Relationship
Mervs & I have only been married for almost seven months, but we’ve been together for over 5 years now. We didn’t really mean to date at first, it was a joke that we even got together. He was invited to speak in our Properties Management class, and his close friend happened to be my best friend’s then-boyfriend. It wasn’t love at first sight - both he and I were recovering from really weird… uhmmm… “arrangements,” if you will, and our friends thought we’d go along well because of it. I didn’t see the harm in agreeing to it, seeing that he was a total geek and wouldn’t have the cajones to go through with it, I didn’t think anything would come out of the proposal… Oh was I wrong. A few months later, he graduated from UP and boasted of having a “colegiala” as a girlfriend.
Fast forward to three years later, I found myself on a plane, on the way to Dubai, just because he asked me to. Fate didn’t make it too hard for me then, either. Out of curiosity, I applied to a hotel online, got interviewed over the phone, and within two weeks, they were badjering me to get on the plane already. Mervs was also shocked with how quick things were going. But the moment I got here and found him waiting outside my dorm room, I knew it was all worth it.
I can go on and on about how wonderful and how romantic the whole story has been, but then everyone would just start gagging at my nauseating sappiness. We’ve been through so many highs and some really low lows, I can’t even remember the details anymore. All I know is that we’ve never broken up, even during the worst fights that dragged on for days.
You know how most teenage girls dream about getting their own bad boy and turning them around just by falling in love? I’ve got something better. I’ve got the most stoic man, barely speaks a word around anyone, doesn’t even smile… grinning, cracking jokes, speaking up, and acting all sweet and sappy only when I’m around. :) How’s that for a 360 turnaround?
That’s all for now. I’m leaving you with one of my favorite wedding photos of Mervs and I. Gotta get to bed before he starts snoring again.
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