Please complete the sentences below:
My college life was
when it rains, it pours.
Life in LPU Cavite can be described in three big words:
of the formed routines and old cuisines (fast food meals: McSaver, 39ners, flavor shots)
just when I least expect I’ll be considered as a ‘best’, I heard my name after the title ‘Best Director’, ‘EP’ (Executive Producer) and the ‘President’. And just when I thought I am a ‘best’, I got a 2.25 grade from a subject I’d poured out all my time and effort, a workload I’d felt all kind of emotions every single day. It caused the loss of my scholarship and my final chance to get the honorable stand. Just when I thought, I don’t deserve things, I get them; and when I thought I deserve things, I lose them.
with the disappointment I felt, I learned to be content. With the trials I faced, I discovered faith. With the inconsistent friends I met, I found wealth.
The biggest learning I had in my stay at LPU Cavite is
Taking responsibilities is too risky. It can either build or break you. It opens opportunity for genuine learning and develops courage for far greater tasks and trials. However, as it opens a certain door, other door closes because to take responsibility involves ‘priority’ and ‘commitment’. One way or another, I can’t enter on all doors even how much I wanted to; only a sneak peek will do.
After college, I will be
choosing my battles well.
I never thought that life in college is/ was/ will be
an avenue of aspiration. Back then, I thought I’ll live college as simple as I was in high school. But college life offered me odds which made my life complicated (haha) and from the piled up complexities, I aspired to be better. A better friend and a better leader.
Because of LPU Cavite, I am/ will be
more confident to deal all types of people, to stand upon what I believe in, to embrace hardships and to live the ‘real’ world.
Other things you want to say/ write
To God be all the glory.
"For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope." -Jeremiah 29:11
Men. Happy birthday :)
Birthday prayer ko for you, hindi na wish, prayer na para diretso kay Lord. Haha.
I pray that He’ll continue to bless your life, fulfilling all your needs, mapa-physical to emotional needs man yan.. and most especially, spiritual needs. I pray that as you continue taking the journey of life, you’ll come to know Jesus’ love a deeper more.. the love which can calm the storm when it rages inside you, which can heal the pain every time that heart gets broken, the love which can make you happy regardless of whatever difficulty you are facing. I pray that He’ll continue to make you a beautiful lady inside and out. I pray for more blessings of friendship and wisdom.
Jesus loves you so much men. Don’t you ever think that this day is one of the ordinary pages of the project 365. It’s one of the most special pages for a bunch of people because a Kate Coleen Ramos came in living. Life may have not offered you some happy endings from the past chapters of your life.. pero may mga next chapter pa.. and be reminded that God who created the entire universe, the ever mighty God, is the author of life. And that’ the good thing. Madalas lang kinukuha ng tao yung pen from God and tried to be in control with the remaining pages kaya nag-eend up failing yung story. Pero as the reality laid upon us, wag natin agawin kay ever mighty and beautiful God yung control sa buhay natin.
Ilang taon ka na ba? 19? 20? 21? Hahaha. Sa ika-21 year na phase ng buhay mo.. HAHAHAHA, I pray that you take pleasure in offering your life pen to God.. surrender it to God :) hahahaha 21.
I love you men. Kahit di ako sweet at di tayo magkasundo sa ilang choices mo sa buhay, gaya ng wallet na binili mo sa artwork na gandang ganda ka at hindi naman ako nagagandahan; ang 50 Shades of Grey na gustong gusto mong basahin at ipinagbabawal ko sa inyo ni Aprilita; ang pag-inom mo ng softdrinks, (though minsan nainom din ako lols) at iba pang mga choices mo.. mahal kita (iwness intensity level 10 pero dahil birthday mo naman, sige na level 4 na lang, hahaha)
Ayun. Dapat isesend ko lang to sa text. Eh napahaba. Kaya blog na lang. Haha. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEJE QUEEN!
Last January 09, 2014 was the scheduled interview of my sister on Cavite National Science High School, as for the last screening of students qualifiers. So I got the chance to visit my alma mater again after 4 long years.
The moment I entered the gate, this welcomed me and I simply can’t help but to reminisce.
The CNSHS Hymn. The song I never failed to sing during flag raising ceremony. And now, I’m singing it to my sister because last January 22, just this last Wednesday, we found out the results, and praise God because she passed the interview and now she’s totally a soon Sayanista ;)
Here’s the freshmen and sophomores’ building. It still looked the same back when we were still high school, only with the paved and widened pathway and painted green bench.
Get ready, I have tons of stories to share ;)
Back from my freshmen days, I’m a Fluorine and I had belong to this girl group named “Muffinz”. We labelled our crushes as muffin. And as I can remember, I had crush on a guy classmate uniquely named Novini Dhon. Hahaha. Secret revealed. We were seatmates then and we got close, making me think that can lead to something greater. Hahahah. But to my disappointment, he had crush from the other section. He courted this girl he liked and they became ‘on’ and I was like, K. Hahahah. Of course I moved on coz I still have other crushes around, available. Lol.
Okay, so much for this crush thingy, my freshmen days were a good start of fun. It was the year I discovered I can act well. We had this drama piece and we’re all required to act it in front of the class. I just acted what I practiced at home then while acting, I heard my classmates saying I’m good and you couldn’t imagine how much confidence it added up on me. I just loved that moment so much.
Then sophomore days came. New classmates, new environment, new fun experience. It’s a year of first times for me, choosing electives-Botany or Business Math, learning microscope, playing rubix cube, loving Silent Sanctuary, getting hospitalized, discovering new friends, and falling in “love”.
I was hospitalized due to dengue-first time #1. Then to my surprise, my entire section visited me at the hospital. Praise God for I got well so I went back to school. When I went back, everybody, including my adviser, doesn’t want me to do any tiring thing so I just watched them cleaning around. Sir Tom, called my attention and met me at the Canteen. He interviewed me how was I, where did I get bitten by that stupid mosquito and told me to stay safe and the stuff. From then on, he called me “Dengue”.
2-Oxygen Room. My classroom before, only with blue painted chairs and these wooden sits facing the blackboard.
It was also the year when I received a bouquet of flowers during Valentine’s Day by a higher year student, the guy’s a 3rd year. The scenario was unforgettable. I was inside the classroom, at the teacher’s table in the middle of the room, copying some notes on the blackboard, when this 3rd year guy together with his tropa dropped by. And the whole class was like shouting and teasing as the 3rd year guy entered the room, approaching me with a bouquet of flowers. I was shocked, much more surprised, because it’s another first time, first time #2. I can’t recall what my exact reactions were but I’m sure it’s a thank you gesture. Then the 3rd year guy left with his tropa, and I didn’t know what to do with the flowers, honestly.
Since, I mentioned this kind of story again; I had a special somebody during this year too. But just let me clarify, it’s not the 3rd year guy with the flowers. He was a freshie by that time. Hahahah. Child abuse, Fela. I don’t know how it happened but we became textmates and fell under the spell of mutual understanding. Oh I’m sure you know that thing. Only, it didn’t last, of course. But to be honest, I was broken hearted by that time because I really liked him. Hahahah. Let me just remind you, I was only a 2nd year high school then, so don’t judge okay? Lol.
The Junior’s and Senior’s Building.
Talk about 3rd year. The year I met the set of friends I’m gonna cherish forever. Only, by that time I didn’t recognize that they were already the ONE. Hahaha.
3rd year’s a year of spiritual growth and serious love, I guess.
It was the season of sharing God’s love through Jesus Christ to my friends. It was the season I became so open to God’s word and got closer with Him. My personal relationship with Him turned more intimate than before that I became so eager to share my friends everything I learned from our church about God’s goodness.
About the serious love, aside from the real love I embraced from Jesus Christ, I’ve likened somebody who felt the same way with me. He courted me and it was legal. My family met him. I even invited him in our church. I felt like the entire school knew we were something because every morning he waited for me on the gate, bring my stuffs then walk with me as I headed toward our room. And the list goes on, all the stuffs a guy does whenever he’s courting someone. Those were all first time too for me. For 7 months we’re good. I assumed it would never end but like all other high school relationships, ours ended. He stopped pursuing me, I mean, courting. All I understand is that I’d taken him for granted and he was hurt and tired maybe, so he gave up. Sometimes, I regret for not doing anything to fix what’s broken between us, to gain what was lost. And sometimes I hate myself for feeling sad whenever I remember him. I sound like uhm.. serious.. yeah, because I was serious on him, my feelings were true and I’m sure his were also true. Only, we’re not yet matured enough to handle things by that time.
It was also the year I got broken, for real. Not the puppy love thing. Haha. But God comforted me and have always loved me so I got well then.
Moving on, 4th year came. Our last year in high school.
I became an officer, one of those who command the students in line during flag ceremonies. It was fun. Making all the students follow your commands and having the chance to punish them through asking them to squat. Hahaha. Power tripping.
It was also the year the name ‘Midnighterz’ came out. It originated from a friend’s midnight rant and called herself ‘Midnight Emo’ and the rest of us followed. We sent group messages then named ourselves with a ‘Midnight’. It’s kinda jejemon as I realized but during the time we don’t actually care. I was ‘Midnight Dreamer’, if I am not mistaken. Others were like ‘Midnight Stereotype’ and ‘Midnight Snack’. Hahahaha
Since it’s our last year, all were required to finish a research or else we won’t graduate. It’s individual and I worked on an oil and grease analysis of sea water. It’s cool seeing myself learning and working on the experiment in a laboratory. Lakas makatalino, haha.
I can also remember moments I was cleaning the stage area of our gymnasium and a friend was there, letting me all do the task while she’s just telling stories about her crush and some jokes out of me. Ang kulit namen nun. Also, include on the list simple moments on the Pavillion, Me collecting payments from their load credits on me, selling sweets like flower candies for Valentines, copying unanswered homeworks and Physics projects.
4th year marked that we’ll be leaving the school soon and enter another world. Graduation happened and my friends cried, I think I didn’t but I was touched seeing a friends’ eyeliner scattered over her face due to tears, haha. College came and I noted I missed them. From then on I’d proven nothing can beat high school life.
Cool, this throwback had been long and I don’t know how to end it with more than a period. I’ve taken a lot of photos from this last visit of mine. I hope I can upload them soon. For now, that’s my high school story. I thank God for bringing me into that school and letting me experienced everything I experienced in there. *All smiles*
A friend of mine commented on my the perks’ post on instagram. The words went like this:
immayreen: Medyo hassle lang once ma-realize nating hindi Charlie,Sam at Patrick ang pangalan nila kasi di ba pen name lang yun ni “Charlie” para sa sinusulatan para di sya makilala. Hehe wala lang, super fan lang ng Perks to the extent na muntikan ko gawing thesis lol. Hi, @janefelaish! Sorry, epal lang 😁✌️
And I was like ‘what book did I get so attach to the point of making a thesis topic about it?’. It’s Hunger Games, I remember. But that’s not my rant all about.
I’ve been thinking about my thesis regret for some time now and after reading Mayreen’s comment, I guess it’s time now to reveal a secret. I don’t like our thesis topic. (Oh come on Jane. Regret rant again?) Sheez. I’m poor in making decisions esp. when my heart isn’t anchored to Christ. And that was my current situation during the time we’re into finalization of thesis topic. So this thesis of ours ended up on the shifting from television into internet watching of student avid televiewers. It’s a qualitative study. It might sounds good but what I want is something I can relate with (selfish here). Lately, I came up with two possible topics and I can’t avoid imagining one of them is what I’m working on right now. Here: 1) Self worth achieved through Facebook likes and 2) Effects of ads on paperbags of different clothing shops on consumers’ buying preference.
Talk about regrets, LOL. First theater, then now thesis. Is there anything else, Jane?
Worker’s recognition day and Pastor’s birthday. I did bring my camera with me, only it’s on a low battery, so I ended up with these three. Lol. @ronzskieadrias @joviehimself #jethro
Okay, things do happen and though it didn’t work out well for me, all these crossed out plans, missed target dates and a phone camera that sucks. I’m still good. Because I am a wallflower. “You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.” -Patrick to Charlie #selfproclaimedwallflower
Okay. I have to do this fast. I still have a whole chapter data to start interpreting. Talk about thesis and last pressures of a graduating student. But honestly, I’m disciplining myself not to let all the pressure fill me in. I’m choosing my battles well from now on. And since, I’m still waiting for one more late transcription from a very good groupmate, I’ll write first. After that Talent Project write up of mine, I had some pending stories to share in here yet I wasn’t able to post until now, coz I did the “prioritizing” thing. But just an update, I have this alma-matter-throwback-visit and my-best-Saturday-class-so-far on my to post list. And the photo above with the very environmental background was taken from that latest high school visit I did. This is a random post, wish you didn’t expect any worth read, haha.
I don’t know if you’re familiar with The Parable of the Talents on
Mark 25:14-30 from the bible but this verse ignited a fire in me to improve the talents I have.
"His lord said to him, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant; you have been faithful over a few things, I will make you ruler over many things. Enter into the joy of your lord.’" - Mark 25:23
Since I am no longer a part of theater, I need to focus on what I still have. Well, I have an organization to lead PLUS a blog which I consider an avenue for the outputs of my believed ‘talents’. For me this blog is an art piece of mine, though maybe you can’t see much in here.. unlike all the creative blogs out there, but I’m really trying to work that out now this year. I’ll pour out my heart and TIME most especially, into achieving the last activities of our organization and blogging even more. Blogging thru doing my personal write ups and thru the desire to improve my eye for visuals.
Also, I’ll read a lot. Reading is one of my talents, I guess. So I’m not gonna just scan interesting posts even it seems it is not my interests at the moment. I need to discover new things to improve. I also need to discover more passionate people to get myself positively envied, haha, and inspired. And lastly, but not the least but the best, I need to do my prayer and devotions each new day to keep the fire ignited. The fire to not just be better but to live for God’s glory. And these all require discipline. So here I am.. *praying*
"For to everyone who has, more will be given, and he will have abundance; but from him who does not have, even what he has will be taken away." -Mark 25:29
The idea of theater acting inspired me so much before. The thought that I can act and had once the guts to perform in front of many makes me feel so alive. It gives me a sense of worth that I never felt before. There were times I felt I act so well and there were times I felt I look so dumb as hell. But both feelings gave me shiver. Both gave me the thrill to continue what I’m doing.
One of the best feelings I ever had happens whenever I am with my theater colleagues during workshops. That exact moment during workshops wherein everybody’s doing their thing and not minding the others’ business on acting overwhelmed me. Yung feeling na ang pag-arte normal na lang sa inyo pero alam mong pag nakita kayo ng ibang tao, it’s either magmumukhang tanga kayo or hahanga sila kasi kaya niyo.
I love theater so much because of all the passionate people that makes it alive. But what makes me sad about theater is the fact that I am no longer a part of it. Theater didn’t fire me out. I fired myself out. I can still recall that very challenging line of the newly hired adviser of our theater group ‘Ang gusto ko maubos kayo.’ Then I instantly brag within myself ‘Hindi ako yun’, that I won’t be one of them who’ll gonna fail to commit.
Yet where did I end up? Kinain ko lang lahat ng sinabi ko. And worse? Hindi naman ako nabusog. What makes my feeling less better is that I quitted while I still didn’t experience to act on stage, to be part of a major play.
My reasons for quitting? I can’t really commit. Theater requires a big commitment and I have a lot of commitments to attend to, an organization wherein I served as the President and a home church with thousands souls vision. Another reason? I am not even a total performer. I can only act but cannot hit musical notes perfectly neither thru my voice or my body moves. So I concluded I am not really meant for theater.
And now my previous beloved theater group will soon be having it’s major play on March. And I totally envy them. I wish I can turn back time and didn’t limit myself on my meant-to-be-conclusions. Yes, I know there were more moments I acted so dumb and my ideas were creatively poor and I got so insecure. Perhaps, geting myself reminded, I started on theater as an insecure apprentice chasing confidence to cover up my incapacity. I wish I didn’t become a coward.
Honestly, leaving theater is one thing I regret the most in my entire LPU college life.
I don’t want you to fall in love with me again. I don’t want you to think about all these regrets for pursuing her instead of me. I want you to stop thinking about us, on how things will gonna be normal again between us. I want us to be friends, real friends.
With a planner and a phone, I think I can carry on. #simpletreasures