Twelve Peso Blogging and Greetings!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!

especially to you,my dear reader!!!!!:)

It's been a day since Christmas and I would describe it,it is pretty awesome.Aside with fact that our Savior was born,personally,it is because of the laughter and conversation I'd shared with the people I merely get to be with.And it was so nice that I learn to give thanks to that person who is the culprit(yes,I consider this thing as a crime) how I've met Yael Yuzon and Sponge Cola.How?I gave her the Sponge Cola Pen I'd won over the Sponge Cola Christmas party(bet she'll be curious how I'd have that).Well,I really want to tell her how, but I can't.She doesn't know anything about my addiction,nothing really...

and the pen?well,it's pretty much a sacrifice,but it's worthy...

I won that after I filled the blank of:

I look back to me and what do I see It must've been ____.

1993.

yes,that is the answer.(Sometimes I sing that with 2007,hehe)You must know...the song Do you know the feeling meant a lot to me..

okay,I admit,until now,it means a lot! to me...gotcha!

I'm keeping my hopes up that soon,all my planned entry would be soon encoded..please please!!!among these are:

beside the taxi with yael

because you read this,you'll know this

Sponge Cola Christmas Party

Family Magic

home with listers

yeah you can tell,that's loads of writing!I should work on it!yeah!Bless me!

in the end of course,greeting should be done:)

yeeehaa!!!

have a very safe and happy one!!!!

let's hope for the best next year!!!

way UP

way UP

way UP

way UP

Let's Go Back bata!(rediscover childhood)

For times,I got this constant image on my mind-this girl with big eye glasses and average length of brown hair.Certainly, she's a cartoon character from a memory.For times,I'm not sure where the hell I encounter this girl,but something's telling me,I'm with her in a somehow long time.For times,I will knack my brain cells-what's the cartoon she's from?where?where?I can never seem to find the right answer and end up forgetting it once again and say "never mind".


Were all aware of the sudden "phenomenon/in trend/what's hot" in Facebook this past week-the replacement cartoon character on the human profile pic for helping the campaign against child abuse.In result to this,it doesn't just help the campaign but help as well almost everyone to go back in time (particularly on their childhood)
and find the exciting thrill of rediscovering.As for me and my constituents,we've got a chance to share cartoon experiences of our childhood and end up laughing and felt 'kilig' again for the mentioned favorite character before.It's simply amazing.


In one small talk outside the library regarding cartoons(again)-I rediscover the one I've been asking, searching and wishing for to rediscover .I described my beloved image of the cartoon character on my mind and she right away responded "ah,yung sa magic knight rayearth!si green,ako din sya yung gusto ko,masyadong sophisticated kasi yung may blue hair.."

The world stopped figuratively.The words keep on repeating in my head (though I'm summarizing The Little Prince at that time).MAGIC.KNIGHT.RAYEARTH.MAGIC.KNIGHT.RAYEARTH.Whether consciously (coz I don't want to forget it again) or unconsciously.

Then the rest is time machined.I searched for it in the Internet and find loads of pictures.Finally,the vague image in my psyche is out and clear that my eyes could actually see.

As I was viewing the pictures.More and more characters poke my memory cells.

I just manage to say "nakita ko na sila!!!" and so on as I searched more about the story itself and the characters.I finally know the name of the girl whose with me and never leave me from childhood 'til now.She's Fuu (the wind).I love her,I want to Thank her for staying.

But my next favorite and loved part is when I searched for it in YouTube.Though I haven't watched the episodes yet again,I get to listen first on the tagalog version of the opening song.Honestly,really,honestly,I can't explain what i felt when I first heard the first word,the first tone and the next,the next and the next,and the next.

There's magic,there's lightning,there's fireworks,there's effect-sound effects,lighting effects and all!!I want to cry for my childhood is back,I saw a young girl in front of the television singing along with the opening song.Oh my God,Thank you.I never that rediscovered childhood memory would made me feel the magic and very much happiness.

It become my LSS since then and keep and keep on singing it.Hoping that one or two boys and girls of my generation would somehow say "familiar yan ah,sang cartoon nga ba yan ulit?".spark and the rediscovery starts again...

let's go!let's rediscover childhood!!!!

Fed Spirit

Unfortunately,I didn't get to write about my first time in Victory-Ubelt 'cause I didn't get to feel very well that day (November 29,2010) so just in a nutshell,I was nervous,yes (usually normal during first times) but then it went well and it's great to meet these people!And the best things?to actually share your insights regarding the preach,about your relationship with God and it's really inspiring ( I just hope I could actually practice it in my daily life).

You're valued.Way way valued than you deserve.





I gon through a somehow emotional ruination earlier before going there,so I'm kind of down inside.Yet outside,the more dominant part of me is enjoying and having fun!Why?Because we're added by four of our classmates,yehey! DGBM (Thank you guys!!!)yeah.Much more once the service starts and,wow!Really delectable and inspiring ('cause I find myself indeed guilty).

So many things to learn...to ponder on...to live by.

Be joyful always.

(that is why the theme for today is GLEE,in line they perform their version of this:



and I Love it!)

• Be thankful (even or most especially the littlest things) -that God is good to us though we really don't deserve it.

• Go back to God always,even He already answered our prayers.

• Quick Praise,not Quick Pray!

The thanksgiving viruses that we must avoid:
1.Familiarity
2.Busyness
3.Pride
4.Discontentment





>Great stories about these things that made me:
felt being slapped in the face for being guilty
hate Rudy Hatfield for his "I thank myself"speech-huh?It's really disturbing
and cry for realizing that I'm like somehow of the 9 leprosy victims at times and not the one who constantly goes back to Jesus.

Tears burst again during the sharing of insights.

Lord,I thank you.I thank so so much!I am Yours.I am Yours!

When 'So What' means You Cared A Lot

That usual night the plan was to read and read and read.My mind is so set to it and I don't think anything or anyone could hinder me from finally satisfying my deep urge of unfolding the current story I'm into.Or so I thought...

As I was beginning to slide the book open,some strange force made me look back.I was not expecting to see anything or anyone,so I'm really surprised to witness how sudden Peter pan came into my view..

He's standing there,still young,still on his usual costume and the still with the same shoes(the most familiar yet the strangest shoes).

I want to smile...
I really do...
But I tried hard for my lips not to draw it and just keep it tightened.I look at his face and start to read it (rather than my riverton book),but I can't.His face is clouded by many things I can never understand.Before confusion strikes my psyche,I finally manage to wonder...

Wonder if Peter Pan knows how long how long I have waited for his visit or how much I've wished for it.Wondered if he knows how massive it is for me or how my heart longed for even just a second of being with him again.

He opens his lips and magical words came out of it.Those are the words I can only hear him say on my dreams and imaginations.They echoed and brought a cerise glow to my cheeks (which I doubt that he noticed).I can feel my heart flutter against my ribcage.It's unspeakably wonderful.


But I already prepared myself.Constantly thinking that it is just a visit...

to be cont....

loving sponge cola is more than you'll ever think

i hate you sis.i really do.

umiiyak ako ngayon in public (honestly).pinalungkot mo ko.pinabigat mo yung dibdib ko.hindi ko maipaliwanag pero..ang saket..ang saket saket..hindi ko kinakaya eh..

yes,i know.hindi ko naman alam or i don't have any idea how your 6 years have been.i think i can't even measure how great you've loved yael or sc .i don't have any right.pero..sinasabi sa kin ng puso ko..na ang situation mo yung pinaka kinakatakot ko na mapuntahan.paano kung yung 6 six years ko din loving them would eventually ...

end.

nung una kong nabasa yung post mo sa ml regarding your grad practice (that if only yael was there)...that's the first time i guess that i've meet YOU who love yael sooooooooo much.if i got a chance to think about it,i think you're the last lister that would feel that (sentiment of the vid) way..

jdfjrshfdhfshfyh rsh.

i..i...i...can't...put what i'm thinking now into words..

sheeeeeeeeeetttttt naiiyak nanaman akooooooooooooooo.

kasi..

you know how much i love yael din naman di ba?and alm ko yung feeling mo na..bakit kailangan may magbago...

i'm...i'm...i'm really feeling bad.......sheeeeeeeeeetttttttttttttttttt.

this is so abstract.

"ang dami kong nagawa na akala ko hindi ko magagawa.."

"nakabuo ako ng sariling pangarap"

yun yun eh...

you speak for us as always..

sis,i like it na may little (kasi sobrang nakakalungkot overall)sense of positivism in the end.

sponge cola is our place sis.the place of friendship,memories..love.

and...i know..

you "will always go back to this place".

That Encounter with Mind Reader,Peter Pan and Blue

The surprise recommendation of my blog from Mind Reader starts it all-the smile,the blush,the gratitude.Aside from those,it also become an indication of a sudden decision of availing an unlimited text.I'd thank her for her post on our group,more significantly for reading my blog.I mean,reading THIS - my thoughts,my feelings,my experiences!

I saw Peter Pan by the way.

And he asked me to spell that adjective 'User'.I'm really starstruck (well,that's Peter.But perhaps not) but not surprised by the way he'd greeted me.I was about to respond and spell it: "U" "you.."when he eventually fly (as quick as I blink) without a sound,without a look,without recognition.Maybe Peter is just power-tripping on me or something or maybe it just came naturally for him to don't care. It was as if I'm the one who'd never been there,as if I'd never exist.

Wherever he flies after our encounter,I wouldn't know.I just caught myself looking up to the sky,searching for just a little trace of him.The trace that would be my proof that it REALLY happened,not just an excess of my squeezed imagination.

Yet,I saw nothing.No trace.No proof.

My feet carry me forward though,leaving that moment behind.Yet the thought of him never fly away,never really leave my psyche.I am distracted,yes.I get to feel happy,way happier than I deserve.I get to influence people (?),somehow.And could apparently help them.I write.I read.I smile.I love.

Oh,Blue is in here-on my blog.He's one of my thoughts' follower and hopefully a reader as well.I want to thank him and say "keep it up!Let's blog!Real life experiences and sentiments from your own are the best blog entry of all!"

But at the end of the day,I'm just and still be: Ycah.Never been and will be in any part of Peter Pan's story,not his Wendy nor Tinkerbell.But I can fly above the clouds,dance with the stars and tell and carry my dreams to the smiling moon (though I can never be in Never-land),while Peter Pan fly his own.

*magical sound*

A Recording Studio best viewed in 3D!

Give me a sample of a...

In between free times,we delectably play the game I can never state the right name.Is it vishingsho/visenshow,or neither?Anyway,again though,it's indeed enjoyable.Compare it on an exam,it's an enumeration.Compare it on an old school game,it's the "Nameplacething".To further elaborate,it's a "give me a sample of a (blank)"game,in a form of My Favorite Fruit.Silence.Ah.WHAT-A-CONFUSION!

On the productive side,we already record our assignment for radio prod (my very first recorded assignment in my 18 years of life) on top of it all-at Motion's boarding house's rooftop.We (JIYA) agreed to consider it our newly discovered recording studio!Newspapers all over,where we experience 3D thing in it.Really cool and I'm personally amazed!The car,the butterflies,they indeed seemed alive coming out of the newspaper!(now that's exaggeration.Hahaha)

Then,as I deliver my news bits,I can feel,not see the smiles somewhere(maybe I'm insane or something?Haha).Just like the other day,it's very uplifting.Yet,when I make the Kindly One listen to me,I was shaken and hit the path back to reality,again,it's not that perfect as what I've thought.

Down again,so I suddenly want to see the stars as I look up to the sky tonight.Breathe and smile.

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Until we're Thinking in English as well

Think on your feet while standing in front of the class for a minute.You could never really think of what to think,what you're thinking and what you're going to say next.

Jackie Chan,the public figure that I can only associate being a Chinese and being known almost everywhere.I couldn't think of anything else to justify that he must be left behind and thrown away from the world of ours.So,yes,I'm not satisfied with my performance.I look so unclever!

But then,this time,I don't trade Psychology for Sugar Apples.We finally met our Professor who is more likely very after the 'scholars' that she expects to do all the clever things on her class.She's constantly blunting those things out,which appear kind of annoying on my part.Pressure!

While the going-home walk with bookworm today might be one of the best.Bookworm and I we're delectably conversing in English!I know the people we're somehow staring,yet,I never noticed I'm doing an unusual stuff.It's really fun!(try mo!),and we bow to do it until we ran out of humor from it or until we're not just speaking in english but we're thinking in it as well!Isn't THAT wondeful?AWESOME!

In the end,I caught myself praying that our friendship could never end.But I know it's not that possible.Losing friendships happened to me all this time and I'm the tormented one,as always,for I really treasures friendships.That's one important thing you've got to know about me that you can't afford to miss.I cry (a lot) over slowly losing a friend coz I can always sense it.FOREVER hurt by it.

So I hope,long as were thinking (in English,Filipino OR Bisaya for that matter),we'll still be friends.Amen.

Printed on Bookworm's Shirt

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Three persons suddenly brought me back home.The home I call High School,wherein just anyone or somebody would tell me that I did a nice/good/great job.The situation never failed to make me feel incredibly happy and satisfied.Their words reach my heart and somehow convert my hard and heavy doubt into something light and soft.But then,I as well find myself asking "Is this the beginning of PRESSURE yet again?"Nonetheless I am grateful.Always am.

The rain starts to pour down as we shared a lunch as if we're a part of a family-JIYA,yes,we are JIYA.We embraced each other as raindrops sneekingly dampens on our skin as we ride to the place where we first met and laugh together.

We face the reality,we're tried to be discouraged and shaken to our beliefs that we're meant to be HERE.Yet again,it is God,the reason why I'm here,is the only one alone who could know where we're all heading.The Plan.The Great Plan.Remember and be grateful.

The bookworm and I stand as we watched the raindrops falls.Read:TRANCE.It's printed on her shirt.I asked "what do you mean by trance?""It's like day dreaming.."she answered right away.Trance,suddenly I made a promise to make it a title of the entry.So it goes,but not at way that it is,but at the way I saw it.

As I end this post,One simple yet thought provoking thing I've learned after the 'trance' conversation was that LIFE is a PIZZA.Try to analyze it and you'll see what I mean.The Dough.The Toppings.The Slices.ALL related to LIFE.:p

Your Disciple Named Ycah

I just find myself awed and consumed with this sudden urge of fandom. Unstrange,isn't it?'cause the writer behind this is a well-known property of Sponge Cola,so take no doubts.Often times than not,thoughts that I am indeed destined,fated and born follower,fan and partisan visits my psyche.I smile,feeling a burning something (unable to put a name on it) in my chest.The feeling lifts me up due to this state I am more than willing to call Happiness.

As time flies,I would always be a NEW lover imbues even the smallest thing connected to my object of fandom with special meaning.I am just finding myself influenced by the smallest things,on the littlest details possible.Eventually,I've become who I am now-a fond of more than anything yet remained consistent,firm and passionate toward the CENTRAL object of my fandom (you know who,right?SMILE!).Yes,and I'm immeasurably proud.

And today,I stumbled upon realizing that I'm yet again being a fond-of these two girls (who're of course indeed share the same denominator-Ateneo).Lia Cruz and Jessica Mendoza.Just mentioning their names makes my heart flutter in admiration.These two girls,who've most likely dreamed the same dream that I'm dreaming now,are already living it.A host/writer and a DJ/Courtside Reporter.
Lia,who'd stated on her blog that her work now once become just a dream,an answer,when someone asks "What do you want to be?".Well,isn't that inspiring?And Jessica,whom I adore,once a junior jock and now one of the favorite mainstream DJ of Magic 89.9.Again,isn't that inspiring?

I laugh at myself.Yes,I am inspired by them,but still can't erase completely the stain of doubt.Can I possibly be someone like them?Whoa.Dream.Or even,just NEAR?whoa.Wistful.

I paused.Wander.Drew breath.Exhaled deeply.Yes,I will be.*laugh*Whoa.That's the spirit (!!!)

Enjoy the Process!

Enjoy the process and be happy that you're doing such a thing towards your dreams or towards your goals.Isn't it ironic that when you'd dreamed about being on a state that you're living now,is you feel bad?You doubt if you're ever meant to be there.You doubt God's plan.It was as if you're becoming indeed pessimistic,waiting for the twist of the path you're heading.But you know what?Where you are is where you're supposed to be at the moment.You're meant to touch,to inspire and to influence the place,the people,the situation you're into.

Though you're not yet reaching that dream of yours,don't feel and think dreadfully.Enjoy the process,enjoy strolling and moving forward,enjoy the every trace of the air that dampens in your soul.And hopefully,then,you'll realize that from the start,you're already...

LIVING THE DREAM.

Peter Pan is kind to Wendy

All of us indeed never want to feel pain.All of us never want to fail.And all of us never want good things,to change.

When Peter do simple nice things to Wendy.That's the moment my heart burns..when the one who's not meant to be for that person is hurt,again and again and again.I would've never write about the two of them,but my fingers seem to be hurt enough to speak.

I would never know when my emotion towards Peter fade,or when the past feeling would be replaced by the unfamiliarity of the present.

My dear Peter,I may not know you by now,but the past you still lingers and still alive with every fiber of my being...you never leave the thoughts of my psyche...and..you know I'll write again about the boy who made my heart flies and could never grow old.As dried leaves become part of the soil where one's standing,I'll be there.Waiting.

I've Traded Psychology for Sugar Apples Part 2

Have you ever thought if you're good in arguing or something?Well me,I never know.But I'm glad with my Argumentation and Debate class' debut.I as well,never thought that I'd miss my Professor,but it's not that it that made me glad.Perhaps,due to the hope hormones rushing through my spirit in every beginning of any interesting journey.In addition is the mentioned the 'Ateneo Debate Society' which indeed made me fly in a while.You know,Admu would always be my dream university,but that doesn't mean I loved PUP any less.

Then I caught myself in this situation:Bookworm on my right and Motion on my left.A choice have to be made,to stay or not to stay for the Psychology class.

"Ycah!Yung Atis!" as Bookworm puts it.
You must know,I madly deeply loOove eating,hahaha.'nuff said.

Fade In to my room,the Kindly One and I were eating the Sugar Apples (which I made to observe make one speechless),I just butted in:

"Wala bang SEEDLESS na ATIS?"

*shared laughter coz we felt it together*

Luck on Reply

I've been wishing for so long...and as always..


yaelyraz Yael Yuzon

@yaelycah Labo ah pero apir!
Haha

Just clicking the "@mentions" link on twitter could wholeheartedly make you happy.



It's been really a long time since I somehow let go of the thought that Yael might actually reply to me again one of these days,so I never really anticipate anything whenever I'm tweeting him.It's just that,I started to believe that my tweets are not that interesting enough for him to reply.And as well I started to believe that I'm very fortunate enough with the fact that he could actually read it(my tweets),so...you can tell,I'm really surprised with these..

You might know or you might not know that just on my 18th Birthday,he greeted me via Twitter as well.Honestly that's a very rewarding one,and I can even put on words the completion that I've felt. I know,it's just not me whose feeling this way towards Yael's reply...loads of people always anticipate any words that come out from his mind...just any idea,and we'll be influenced right away.And I salute those kind of people,it was as if we'll always have the same denominator after all.Go Sponge Cola Listers!,you guys are my favorite people in the world!I just really hope that you guys knows that.

Hmmm..seemed like I'm already out of the topic.Well,I'm just really happy with the reply and...I'm praying that everyone,yes,everyone who are hoping as well for the reply of the person they adore could actually receive one,NOW!


"Labo ah pero apir! Haha"

I've Traded Psychology for Sugar Apples Part 1

Room 107.I just gave that Primadonna a huge hug.Her words "I miss you" echoes in my ear down to my heart.But why did my lips draw a smile as well?I guess it's just a preparation for the bigger treat.

It's always been great to be in a familiar place with those people with familiar faces,isn't it?The Endless chats.The Surprise come back (D's).The Discovery of the same love (ABS-CBN's Mara Clara).The Gratitude.The Love Story.The Shared Goodbyes to a favorite station (NU 107).Seemed like the treat is unexpected at that time,though it arrived smoothly:The Quake Cake (courtesy of that Primadonna).Read:YUM!Free stuffs are more sweet!

Then there's the Net Shop,the four of us again,together.The endless words coming is the indication how I've really miss being with them.It's a very light feeling that you would always want in your system.

Have you ever thought if you're good in arguing or something?Now have you ever doubt where the hell is that Psychology and Sugar Apples thing?If Yes,well read my next entry for the continuation.Smile!And feel the blank air as it dampens!*wink*

You're not alone,God has a plan

My heart flutter against my ribcage as I found a new way to be happy.Blog indeed continously winking at me while seemed saying "I can draw that smile on your lips and feel inspired inside" over the years.Yet,it's just recently that I really consider this,writing and reading stuffs in here.Hopeful,I would love to feel the satisfaction that finally,I could write my heart out and put my thoughts for yours to ponder on.

You're not alone and God has a plan, are the thoughts that really uplift my spirit this morning.For now,they're only thoughts but I'm hoping they'll be my life lessons that I would live by.

Being a natural negative person,the presence of emptiness is very usual due to loads of worries at hand.So I always find myself struggling to settle and to think that everything would be alright.
Just like my studies.
2nd semester is just around the corner (one and a half hour away),and how am I?I'm really trying to think that it'll be fine.Yes,It'll be fine.Fine.Just fine.Haha.See,i'm trying..

To end this post,just want to welcome myself as the blank air dampens..Care to join me?I'll forever be grateful.

Uphill Fight

Back in high school,what was in my psyche is the idea of my future school in College and the course I would take up.I said then that it has to have something to do with writing.Thus,having a vision lead me to my goals which made me move forward and fight.

So now,here I am,a Broadcast Communication sophomore.Being here is indeed an uphill fight.It was easy for a girl from the province to get intimidated by near-death experiences of entering the Polytechnic University of the Philippines.When I say "near-death experiences",it involves all those hardships and hindrances-financial,contradictions,discouragements and all.Up until now,it's still on a wonder how I manage to keep on fighting.My dream perhaps?My vision?No.I think the survival weapon with me is merely offering myself to God,my life is His.Anything can just happen.

Still,it's an uphill.Who could blame me for thinking that dream initiate chaos?During my first year (apparently until now)were really broke financially.That is why on this fight,most of the time,I feel like giving the whole thing up.Emotionally,it's really dreadful,thinking you could die eventually alongside with your dream.


Amid these terrible worries,the fact that I'm still here at PUP is very rewarding.Everyday is a miracle and I'm so proud of this community.PUP has this surreal charm that meet my quiet CFGHS memories.I admit,I'm not this proud of my school before,having friends on UP plus those other prestige schools here in Manila.But the longer I'm here,the more I loved PUP,with every fiber of my being.I can say that.How?Because of my college,the College of Communication (COC)which provide me all those surreal experiences.Here,normal is weird and weird is normal.Steve Dailisan,Papa Jack,TV guesting,Studio Tours,Seminars by Karen Davilla,Bernadette Sembrano...well,you get the picture.80% of media practitioners came from PUP - COC so,how can't I be proud?

Nonetheless,every thing's normal.Wrestling with academics would always be a student problem.Doing tons of things-music video,documentaries,productions,TV episodes,research papers,campaigns,SCRIPTS!well,easy is currently not available in the vocabulary.

Nervous breakdown is normal,dark dreary nights were normal,overloaded academic requirements,were so so normal.The feeling of crawling under the chair because your block mates were so naturally brilliant?NORMAL!Normally,insecurities were eating me up,and I'm forever tormented by it.

Normal things are the dreadful things for an uphill fight,but giving up is never an option.You just know,you can never find reasons to justify giving the whole thing up.How did that song go again?"dehado kung dehado para san pang mga galos mo kung titiklop ka lang?"With Sponge Cola songs as my battle cry and God as my survival weapon,I'll be not optimistic,not hopeful,nor wishful..I'm sure!We can win this uphill fight,ayt?Ayt.