Archive for June, 2008

centennial notes

Wednesday, June 18th, 2008

 

 

Naalala ko isa sa mga pinakauna kong ginawa pagpasok ko sa UP eh ang sumakay sa Ikot at Toki. Noong 2001, P3.50 pa lang ang pamasahe at siguro kulang-kulang tatlong beses umikot at dumaan ng Vinzons yung jeep bago ako bumaba. Napakalaki nung lugar, pano ko mamememorize lahat ng building, kalye, palatandaan? Paano ko masisigurong di ako maliligaw e palipat-lipat pa man din ng building etong mga klase ko?

It’s been seven years since that day I was forced to open my eyes and be utterly overwhelmed. Sino nga bang mag-aakalang ang isang sheltered catholic school girl na katulad ko ay magiging at home sa isang lugar tulad ng UP?

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futsal notes

Tuesday, June 17th, 2008

aka Top 5 things na natutunan ko sa futsal sa loob ng isang taon

Isang taon na pala halos akong naglalaro ng futsal. Matatandaan, June 19, 2007 ang date ng kauna-unahang futsal match sa Club650 sa Libis, 11 p.m. Requirement lang nun e ang magpunta – no skills, no color codes, wala pa ngang sariling bola. May naka-jeans pa nga – malay ba na seryoso pala talaga ang laro. Ito ang humble beginnings ng futsal.

 

bola

 

Dumami nang dumami ang naglalaro – may time pa ata na 20 katao ang sabay-sabay na nagtatakbuhan sa court. Pagsipa mo ng bola, three inches later, may paa na agad. Hahaha. May time naman, 8 katao lang all in all ang naglalaro – 10 minutes pa lang laglag na baga ko. At goalie ako sa lagay na yun ha.

So ayun. Mantakin mo ba naman na a year hence e may naglalaro pa rin ng futsal. Napalitan na nga ang sunugan ng baga every payday ng laglagan naman ng baga every Tuesday. Healthy living daw o hahaha. Through futsal nasasabi ko na kahit papaano me physical activity naman ako every week at na hindi puro lamon lang ang ginagawa ko sa buhay hahaha. Marami ring new friends na nakilala, ganyan. Mga bagong kasabawan sa kape, kaululan over yosi sa Something Fishy o sa Starbucks dahil maaga nagsasara ang Coffee Bean. Hehe.

To put all those months in a single blog entry is such a task. Pero sige, subukan natin sa format na ito.

Ano ang natutunan ko sa futsal sa loob ng isang taon?

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payong payong eh-eh…

Friday, June 13th, 2008

sayang at noong panahong teacher ko si sir pete sa journ 196 e di pa cam phone ang cell ko kaya wala kaming pichur together. pero kahit na, may araw ka rin sa phonecam ko sir.

salamat kay almi at nahanap ko ito:

Tagubilin at Habilin
Jose F. Lacaba

Mabuhay ka, kaibigan!
Mabuhay ka!
Iyan ang una’t huli kong
Tagubilin at habilin:
Mabuhay ka!

Sa edad kong ito, marami akong maibibigay na payo.
Mayaman ako sa payo.

Maghugas ka ng kamay bago kumain.
Maghugas ka ng kamay pagkatapos kumain.
Pero huwag kang maghuhugas ng kamay para lang makaiwas sa sisi.
Huwag kang maghuhugas ng kamay kung may inaapi
Na kaya mong tulungan.

Paupuin sa bus ang matatanda at ang mga may kalong na sanggol.
Magpasalamat sa nagmamagandang-loob.
Matuto sa karanasan ng matatanda
Pero huwag magpatali sa kaisipang makaluma.

Huwag piliting matulog kung ayaw kang dalawin ng antok.
Huwag pag-aksayahan ng panahon ang walang utang na loob.
Huwag makipagtalo sa bobo at baka ka mapagkamalang bobo.
Huwag bubulong-bulong sa mga panahong kailangang sumigaw.

Huwag kang manalig sa bulung-bulungan.
Huwag kang papatay-patay sa ilalim ng pabitin.
Huwag kang tutulog-tulog sa pansitan.

Umawit ka kung nag-iisa sa banyo.
Umawit ka sa piling ng barkada.
Umawit ka kung nalulungkot.
Umawit ka kung masaya.

Ingat lang.

Huwag kang aawit ng “My Way” sa videoke bar at baka ka mabaril.
Huwag kang magsindi ng sigarilyo sa gasolinahan.
Dahan-dahan sa matatarik na landas.
Dahan-dahan sa malulubak na daan.

Higit sa lahat, inuulit ko:

Mabuhay ka, kaibigan!
Mabuhay ka!
Iyan ang una’t huli kong
Tagubilin at habilin:
Mabuhay ka!

Maraming bagay sa mundo na nakakadismaya.
Mabuhay ka.
Maraming problema ang mundo na wala na yatang lunas.
Mabuhay ka.

Sa hirap ng panahon, sa harap ng kabiguan,
Kung minsan ay gusto mo nang mamatay.
Gusto mong maglaslas ng pulso kung sawi sa pag-ibig.
Gusto mong uminom ng lason kung wala nang makain.
Gusto mong magbigti kung napakabigat ng mga pasanin.
Gusto mong pasabugin ang bungo mo kung maraming gumugulo sa utak.

Huwag kang patatalo. Huwag kang susuko.

Narinig mo ang sinasabi ng awitin:
“Gising at magbangon sa pagkagupiling,
Sa pagkakatulog na lubhang mahimbing.”
Gumising ka kung hinaharana ka ng pag-ibig.
Bumangon ka kung nananawagan ang kapuspalad.

Ang sabi ng iba: “Ang matapang ay walang-takot lumaban.”
Ang sabi ko naman: Ang tunay na matapang ay lumalaban
Kahit natatakot.

Lumaban ka kung inginungodngod ang nguso mo sa putik.
Bumalikwas ka kung tinatapak-tapakan ka.
Buong-tapang mong ipaglaban ang iyong mga prinsipyo
Kahit hindi ka sigurado na agad-agad kang mananalo.

Mabuhay ka, kaibigan!
Mabuhay ka!
Iyan ang una’t huli kong
Tagubilin at habilin:Mabuhay ka!

day two in this silent life

Thursday, June 12th, 2008

when i woke up this morning, i thought i would have my voice back. because, seriously, who has no voice for two days, right?

apparently, that would be me.

needless to say, i threw a mild tantrum. “i’ve quit smoking!” i said. or rather, tried to say, because it came out in less than a whisper. “why am i the one who has to lose her voice?!”

my girlfriend humored me by offering to buy me magic slate to hang around my neck with pretty ribbon. sure put a smile to my face.

“you still have your eyes. and your hands. you could write. you could walk, run, play futsal. you could smell things. you still have a lot of things.”

come to think of it, this was not among my worst case disability scenarios — which would be the day i lose control of my right hand, my writing hand.

what’s your worst case disability scenario?

ps rushing to wrap this up. the girlfriend cooked garlic mushroom. YAY.

speechless

Wednesday, June 11th, 2008

apparently, my health is still nosediving.

just when i thought i was well enough to attend a party, i think in doing so i just shot down my chances at a quick recovery. now, my sickness has recurred, even turned for the worse — and i have lost my voice.

the other day, while i was having my haircut (yes, i did get a somewhat standard haircut after watching kung fu panda with my siblings on sunday. with sidebangs to boot. san ka?) my cute korean hairstylist commented in her curious korean english that she thought my sound was good. (phrasing hers, not mine.)

after processing the comment, i realized she was commenting on my voice. to which i only replied, “thanks, but i still wish i could sing.”

i don’t really have a good enough ear to realize what these people have picked up on — a certain niceness to a speaking tone. i remember my Rizal professor in college telling me perhaps i had a career in radio, one time during recitation and i’d just told her i was from mass comm. i think i took it as her subtle way of telling me i had no chances of making it on tv haha.

in another instance, a film professor interrupted a noisy conversation i’d been having with my then-cigarette buddies under the cmc skywalk to ask me to submit a demo tape — whatever that was. apparently, i thought, my face just wasn’t about to make it to the film screen as well. hahaha.

my failed shots at fame notwithstanding, i love my voice. scratch that — i LOVE talking. and talking, and talking — i think that was what got me here in the first place. ayan kasi ang daldal pa masakit na lalamunan at lahat, hala sige. :) pero kasi when you have people around you na masarap kasabawan, mahirap pigilan ang hirit. malat na at lahat, hindi pa huli ang lahat para sa huling hirit!

and so here i am now — barely audible, understandable, intelligible. i’m a transcriber’s nightmare! i can’t answer phone calls; i’m not even that confident that i could speak into the phone and produce a sound akin to a voice. so i have eliza to thank that she has agreed to answer my phone every time it rings (and i tell you, it’s not easy because it is not a rare occurrence). later when i get hungry, i’ll prolly thank her again for agreeing to call for food delivery in my behalf. hehehe.

so indeed thank technology for intra-office chat, e-mail and of course, ym. i never thought i’d be this dependent on such technology. so yeah, salamat. silent mode muna ako ngayon.

sa mga gustong mamangha sa isang tahimik na version ko, you know where to drop by.