Sunday, September 29, 2013

What Brought Us Here? (A Charitable Fund Raising Event)

September 22, 2013. It’s raining hard. Outside is a roar of thunder and inside were the children’s laughter. 4:30pm in the same afternoon, you could only hear the group that entertained variety of children and packing up every mess that brought joy to these special youth of one of Hospicio De San Jose’s building. Wondering, what brought us here?




It started more than a month ago, around mid-July of 2013. The class of Mr. Tullao, Events Management, decided to use their events development and study to few chosen charitable place. One have been chosen, and that was Hospicio De San Jose, a nurturer of hope and care for      babies, children, adults and elderly persons who have no other home. Hospicio is located beside Pasig River and Ayala Bridge. The class decided to raise funds; our Professor of the class was clearly not impressed though. The class would not be developed if we will just raise funds by asking people’s money or give our own money. Solicit, raise and get money in the most creative way possible was the final verdict. We were divided first by groups in the event itself, and another group for raising funds. We had 3 products produced per week since the first day of September. Sleepless nights were ahead of us. As the time goes by, students, one-by-one suggested and introduced their own way of soliciting and producing funds for the class. Mostly were donations and some were participation to other events. Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, sort to speak. We went through hardship, even though the event hasn’t started yet. Well if a thing’s worth doing, it’s worth doing well so we really tried our best.


The list of our sponsors


Finally, last days of preparation and production are abolished. Saturday, September 21, 2013. A night before the event, we all had that butterflies in the stomach. The goodie bags were bagged, the drinks were bought, the food – to be delivered, and the sound system and alike were all prepared. Rushed, were the music and script for the entertainment and reviews of program flow kept us from a relentless sleep.
September 22, 2013, 3am. Most of us were still awake and we need to wake up at 7-8am. Most of us probably had a good slumber but few of us that prepared and stayed overnight didn’t have much. Around the clock until 10 in the morning, we were preparing. Everything that needs to be brought had been brought, everything that needs to be bought, had been bought. Waiting for the transportation, we had our hopes up for the unstoppable nature of a rainy weekend to cease even for a while.

The same Sunday morning, 11am, the rain is still falling. We felt hopeful and hopeless, then hopeful and hopeless again.                 

We arrived at the event, at last. Soaking wet by this gloomy Sunday, we started packing things up to set the preparation for the awaited event, piece by piece and part by part.

Toiletries, supplies, food and drinks

Hoping to find handful of hope in a hopeful place, I was told that if the rain don’t stop 70 participants will drop down into 14. And if it won’t really stop, the event might be postponed. An imaginary glass was shattered to the inner voice of my head. I think that was the longest 3 seconds of my life. All the sacrifice we had in the past month redundantly plays through my mind. I snapped back to consciousness and sat at the corner, thinking “What have we done? What brought us here?” Forgetting all this negativity, I just prayed for the rain to stop or good news; the rain didn’t stop but there was good news. Change of plans, and division of responsibilities. Group 1 will be in-charge for the pre-school children and group 2 will handle elementary to teenagers.

We had a really short briefing about what’s the plan but it came out pretty clear. The activities will be separated, and everything will be adlib. The pre-school kids will do the activities and youth group will have the play, the projector, the sound system. So mostly, technical entertainment is heavily established at the elementary and youth while tender, love, care and patience is heavily needed in the pre-school kids group. What could possibly go wrong?

This is where the event should be held, if the rain didn't occured
As the IT Committee, we are needed in both divisions, but we are suggested to be on the Youth side. We witnessed mostly the youth side.

We searched for the area we were assigned. With the rain still falling, we rushed finding that shelter. We arrived at a quiet area and a ‘caretaker’ or ‘nurse’ I presume, told us instructions and precautions. Luckily, it’s not that strict in that area so we freely designed the area with balloons. Most of the girls did the work, because most of the guys were outside organizing school supplies. While setting up, more and more kids are showing up. There is this one boy with a face mask on and couldn’t speak. He asked for a balloon design. He was with us, staring and even helping. And then there’s this other boy that could create astounding balloon twisted animal. He’s also there helping the rest. It really fascinates us that these children we were about to entertain, entertains us and even helps us.


Design team of the Youth Division

Design of the Pre-School Division

Design of the Youth Division (with projectors and sound system on side)

What’s left is the final setting and finishing. We are, again a bit nervous, for our special guest (Disciples of Escoffier Representatives) came to observe us. Our guitarist finally came, until there is only one problem that was solved immediately, speakers for the dance music and effects (there is already an amplifier that assessed the microphone and the guitar, but could not be connected at the projector). When everything’s all set, we began. The host already introduced the prayer leader. Though the noise is a bit distracting, a short and clear prayer for the day was delivered. After the prayer, the host, looking a bit nervous and unaware broadcast each statement with cheer. We started having a play we made up inspired from the avengers movie. The play consist wit and supposedly audience participation, but it gets a little less interesting through time so we shortened it up. The message of the play is clearly delivered and we proceed to the music number. There was a little delay at the food or something so we had to kill the time by playing videos and music. We began to sing a song that our musicians prepared. It started out not-so-good, but after a few parts, most of the class started to sing in front. We continued until food is distributed. We were never been astonished as the crowd cheered for more entertainment until everybody wants to participate. We had song requests and dance requests. It was really fun. We played more music and most of the class fed and entertained our beloved audience. After this wonderful scene, we didn’t fail to delight our two special guests that provided some of us certificates (we worked for a day in their event in exchange for donating in our event).

They saved the day by singing and entertaining our young audience


The last part of the event was gift giving. We played a cheerful song as our Professor instructed and we gave all of the gifts and donations we worked hard for. Then we gave the floor to our Professor. After all the acknowledgement is done, we ended the event with joyful laughter and cheerful music. After all the arrangement and the clean-up were done, youth adoration held us back in going anywhere. Though it breaks our hearts to leave, we had to. We did our part, and we didn’t regret that. We had to say goodbye but it doesn’t mean we’re never going to go back. What brought us there? Fate probably brought us there, and memories will bring us back. 

Sunday, April 21, 2013

A piece of meat and a piece of mind.

Wine and a medium rare steak please, half eaten.
Wine? What no milk? Probably what this dog thinking the whole time. Or maybe "I have no idea why I'm here." or or or or "Where's Raggy? Relma? Raphne? Red? Rooby wants rooby snax" or something like that. Anyways, I wish I could find something like this place up there. Where I can relax alone and drink some wine. I don't wanna get drunk but just want to fix this mind up. A piece of a peace of mind, that's what I need. Drink up wine, flush out the whines.

But the more I THINK about it. 

The more I FEEL like this.

GET YOURSELF TOGETHER DOG
Sigh. This day, probably it must be good. But I haven't seen it. I sure wish I see the sunshine but all I see was the cloud and chilly winds. It's my choice to look at a dark day a blessing in disguise but no. I go with the flow. I pretended to be happy but not. I know this won't last long but I sure hope this weird emotional stress end soon. Well, as long as things are unsettled and problems are unresolved.. It will be longer than it should be. After all, a peace of mind is just the first step. I shouldn't stay there. After having a peace of mind, I should resolve. Or should I resolve then have a peace of mind. Oh come on.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

When the coffee is bitter, add some sugar.

Its been more than half a year since I blogged. I've lost myself, a lot of things happened.

My "best" guy friend turned out to be a dick and a bad boy wannabe.
My future wife got me killed by having a heart attack and too much poverty so we broke up before that happens.

To cut the long story short, I thought 2011 is a good start. Until I woke up. Shit happens. I tried to fix everything, but some things will never change though I'm still not giving up. I didn't burnt bridges.. but it just fell into pieces so I tried to run, run as fast as I can without looking back. Because I know.. You will never appreciate new things, opportunities or great stuff without letting go of the old and not-so-great stuffs. You get the point.

So there we go, I have no choice but to move forward, why? Because when the bridge was destroyed into pieces, there was no more holding back because you can never go back. The connection between paths has been lost. I stepped out and look forward like I always do. At first, I looked like a stray dog looking for shelter. But God gave me a home. He showed me real friends. Fun and real friends.

I said "Hey! 2011 wasn't a bad ending at all." I met new people. Not just people but special people that even for not more than a month, we got closer. I experienced new things and learned new knowledge. I still believe that God is always there and whenever our coffee is slightly bitter, a little request to our Coffee Maker, He'll surely add some sugar.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Apology.

This is an apology. Remember my last blog? yup. I punched a friend of mine. I punched him so hard in front of his house yet he didn't fought back. I felt so much guilt it ate my anger. Even though what he did deserves more than a punch, who am I to judge or to give a sentence, neither put justice in my hands.
Don't worry, it's my own blood on my hands.
I'm really sorry for this raging heart, I'm still a kid and manages to be aware for that but couldn't control my emotions. I'm sorry for my mom and dad for being such a pain in the ass.. I'm sorry that you'd have to understand me but couldn't understand you in return :( I'm sorry I'm such a foul mouthed freak that couldn't express myself without saying something bad. And I'm sorry God if I always sin.

I wanted to change, believe me. I want to be better. But somehow procrastination eats this superego thinking that anytime later I can change, taking it for granted. I'm really sorry if i'm not a man that I'm supposed to be.

Friday, June 24, 2011

As of this moment.

As of this moment I heard silence.
As of this moment nothing thinks me.
As of this moment I feel no presence.
As of this moment my front and back are being stabbed.
As of this moment, literally blood drips in my hand.
As of this moment, the wall shared my pain.
As of this moment red sea is what I see.
As of this moment, my heart beats twice.
As of this moment, I think, why?
As of this moment, my only friend is moonshine.
As of this moment, consciousness departs on my head.
As of this moment, I wonder when will this shall end.
As of this moment, I want to clear my mind.
As of this moment I want to kill this life.
As of this moment, I try not to be over dramatic.
Because as of this moment, tomorrow this will be tragic.

So that's how it feels like to punch the wall many times. Very messy. And even made me write this 5 minute poetry. God bless me. I will sin a little.


Monday, June 13, 2011

Nope, we don't think alike.

The world is always filled with battles, battles between religion, race, politics, video games, cooking shows. You name it! But what fascinates me the most were the battle between sexes. Nope, it's not the battle we do in the bed (no pun intended). But the battle among thy men and thy woman. Yes, the never ending battle against supremacy. Who is the best? Who is the better? Who will never shout never? Ugh...

Photobucket
This picture I grabbed from a friend on facebook,
 I don't think she knows me but still thanks for this. LOL
That's right kids.. Give me the finger. You see children, this is wrong. But I dig this! Its genius! Anyways, I know its a bad joke. Never shout never. Tss. So I can see all of you inhabitants reacting like that (I knew it coming. Take that). Enough with the joke. The real point of this was the Gender issues. Who is better? Who is loser? The guys? The gals? The chicks? The dicks? Boys? Girls?

I'm a guy, but I'll try not to biased here, this was my opinion so don't get all mad. Nobody's better. We have differences which of course a lot of people already know. I know the people who have some time to read my bullshits here are smart people :D Enough with the sucking readers thoughts. For me, physically.. men and women's body and capability is almost identical. BUT. Men practiced from their childhood to carry this, work for that, do this, fix that. If a woman is built the same way men were, you will understand what I'm blabbering here. Next was, in terms of world's point view.. Women can do what men can do.. then again.. BUT.. Men can't. You know why men can't? Well men can, but world will see it as either "you're gay cause you do girl stuffs. HA-HA" or "Women already did that, why would you wanna do that?". That's right. World is sexist. I hate it but somehow, I also get that mentality. Its bad to judge. I just hope that if people can't say something good, or just gonna brag.. Don't say it at all.. It's the root of all the fights, judgement, debates and did i say fights?

WORLD PEACE OUT YO!

Thursday, June 9, 2011

You take it, I take you.

"What would you take?"

This Image Was From The Movie MATRIX

"You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. 
You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes."

This question was asked by Morpheus to Neo from the movie "Matrix". Sound so wrong, right? I mean, why would you let this guy show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes? Never mind for those who don't get it. Its a weird innuendo. Anyways anyways anywaaays, If you'd have the chance to choose from the two? 
Would you take the...
 Blue pill      or     the Red pill? 

I used "paint" for this picture. LOL.

No, this Isn't about the Jabbawockeez' dance song titles, but this was much more of a choice. It's a choice whether you want to wake up on the dream that turning out to be a nightmare, or to stay in the dream. Preventing it from turning into a nightmare, slay the "jabberwocky". And be the hero of your dream.


Is it the question that complicates you? No. You gotta admit, the choices made it difficult. The Blue - which will wake you up and believe what you want to believe isn't the one that faces reality, it's a
 'blissful ignorance of illusion'  that makes you BELIEVE what you want to believe and ignore the fact the you can face the challenges of life. The Red - which will make you stay and 'see how deep the rabbit-hole goes' wasn't the dream actually, its accepting where you are and what is happening around that you thought was a "dream". It was really 'embracing the sometimes painful truth of reality'. It's what the Matrix and Alice in the Wonderland want us to realize. Not because it looks like a nightmare, it wasn't real. 



Decisions, decisions. In the end, it will be always your choice. Don't let other OPINIONS destroy your BELIEFS, FAITH and HOPE. And most importantly, no matter what we pick, whether a blue, red or even green.. 


It's staying strong after the effect of the pill that counts the most. So stay strong.




(Most information was found in wikipedia and yahoo.com)

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

This will END shortly after the BREAK.

Damn it why this time!?

What would you feel if its the most important part of your most favorite show. And this showed up? Not to mention of Japanese horror character showing up. YIKES. Well, aside from crept out, you'd be pissed right? Yes? No? Normally, I become very emotional. I go "damned" and kick or punch something (only when I'm alone, I become that violent), then I start to somehow teary, depends on how emotional I am on that time (again, only when alone). 

Let's put this situation in reality, what would you feel if the most important person left you in your supposed to be most important day. Who will be happy? Under some circumstances, maybe some will be glad but overall, it's really painful. I mean let say its your anniversary, and then suddenly "this doesn't work out anymore" phrase you heard instead of "I love you". If that was a joke, it's fucking mean. Anyways.. If that'll happen to me, my brain will go like that television. Out of signal. Go brrrrshhh... and needs to be tapped so hard to get back.

If I'm a television, my channel will be love station. I will tell everyday of my life to my one and only viewer that I love every inch of her. I might be broken and go brrrrssshh and won't be able to say it again. At least until the very last time, I'd be able let her know how much I love her, even if its just words.. 

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Parasomnias and Insomnias.

Few years ago, Facebook wasn't bit much of a fame. People uses different kinds of "Social Networking Sites" and by that time, Myspace is the most famous. But people in the Philippines had a different SNS. It was called Friendster :). Friendster hit people in here, Philippines, by a storm. It all started like 5-6 years ago. People we're like "hey check this out.", and I was like a "feel cool" kid back then on my 5th grade. I said, who would give a damn bout that, but then I saw my crush. And i was like "nah, I'll give this a chance." So i ask people on how to make this.. in a coooool way. Then I add my crush as my friend. And everynight, there I was.. Stalking. Stalking. and staaaalking. XD 

3-4 years later, It had so many thing that's been going bout friendster, it had games, applications, profile designs. People became experts at CSS codes which is positive for later purposes. But then. It was a bit over-rated. It sure was, except there's one thing which I think opened my eyes into blogging, and that was the "friendster blogger". Some shit right? Anyways, I opened up my account and it's still there. Boo yah. I searched some profiles of my college friends, and nothing had bit changed. Anyways, I've read my very first blog, and it goes like this:

what is the natural time to take down deep in slumber? 9? 10? 11? 12 is common. but guess what.. last night i fell asleep on the “9″ but not 9pm its freakin 9am . what in the world is wrong with me???? i searched some sleep disorders in wikipedia and here’s what i got:
  • Insomnia
  • :Continuously having difficulty in falling asleep and sleep maintenance.
  • Bruxism
  • : Involuntarily grinding or clenching of the teeth while sleeping
  • Narcolepsy
  • : Excessive daytime sleepiness, often culminating in falling asleep spontaneously and unwillingly at inappropriate times.
  • Night terror
  • Pavor nocturnus, sleep terror disorder: abrupt awakening from sleep with behavior consistent with terror
  • Parasomnias
  • Disruptive sleep-related events involving inappropriate actions during  sleep stages - sleep walking and night-terrors are examples.
ok my commonly, i have insomnia.. a R-E-A-L insomnia, not just you have been stayed awake in or 2 or 3 in the morning or something like that.  but what i felt was this..
“gah.. i’m tired.. gonna hit the sack now… whew.. im just waiting till im in dreamland…. any minute now.. here we go..”
6 freakin hours later…
“oh my God! what the heck is happening!!!”
then
*applause*
mission success..
but then the ring bells…   “DOPE!!!   NOHHHHHHH!!!”
happy ending isn’t it? before i had a sleepwalking disorder when i was a kid.. and i thought it would be cool.. but when i slept over to my cousin’s.. guess what.. almost saw the light passed away.. it wasn’t cool i assure you.. cause i’m freakin standing in stairs waiting to make a wrong step and then.. tooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot… *clear*
well not that worse..  but good thing my aunt rescued me.. she told “hoy bat gising ka na” (why are you not sleeping and dreaming and standing and you know?) and then she looked at me and.. i’m snoring.. maybe it sounds that i’m just joking but its the truth that don’t hurt, right?
one things for sure.. tonight will be the same night as last night.. :(((


Who would have know? I've been into blogging ever since. No. I meant I've been into paranormal activities since I was a kid, I almost forgot that thing. Good thing I've read this. And right now, parasomnias and insomnias still occurs, during summer and vacations. I fell asleep last night on 6am. Imagine. I heard my cousin's alarm. He's gonna wake up when I'm just gonna get to deep down slumber. I don't even work. Oh well. 

HAHA

Friday, April 22, 2011

A Nature Of A Women's Broken Heart.

HELLO! Damn this, I really blog less. When I first used this, I almost write to it everyday. Although, I know nobody reads this, I like spilling out the juice out my mind. Now, without further adieu.. Something pop out my mind.. And it's something about. Not me. For the first time! I guess.

Well I'm not that observant person, but reading blogs, articles, watching chick flicks(I KNOW), seeing friends, relatives. I must say, there's nothing.. or RARELY women have in common. Men have a lot things in common. Totally transparent.

Let's talk about this one thing common between women. Women are very, very different from the other one. There's a certain combination that makes them so distinct from each other. There's no "nerdy" that is just a total bookworm. There can be a hot nerdy, a religious nerdy, a rebel nerdy, an evil nerdy or a musical nerdy? I don't exactly know. You get the point. And now you say "that's the fucking personality! And there's guys like that! how come men are the same!? You fucking idiot!" Relax, relax! Actually I don't know! But remember, i said "so as the ladies" and for the explanation about how men are the same..

You see, men. We have different personalities. At some situation. We can be jackasses at some exact moment. Like when we're drunk or stuff like that, you know over excitement. We can be aggressive at same exact time too, like those anger problems. You know what i'm talking about. We have the same response for different situations. Wait. we have same, different response at the same, different situations. Ok, more confusions. If you get me, you're damn good.(and might contradict me. I might be wrong) And if you don't. I don't care. This is not the topic, alright maybe a part of the topic. MOVING ON....

Here's the thing I wanna let out, I think many people realize this. But when women, started out as a simple looking person. Like let say, doesn't go much on vanity. You know, brushing her hair is what she does in front of the mirror most of the time. Not too much, not too little.. Before that, I must say. Women fall in love easy. Some men too, but women really care so much about little efforts which some douche bag men take advantage(damn you some men that destroy the name of being a real men!). Anyways... Women (mostly) when fallen in love for the first time then got their hearts broken.. Few remains the same. THEY BECOME BETTER THAN EVER, after moving on. They become more conscious on how will they look, what to say, or what will they dress. OR. become bitchy, Men otherwise when got heartbroken, they will remain the same, or if they have the looks and confidence.. they will become a player (say whaaat!? now that's what i'm talking about from before!)

Conclusion is : Don't break a women's heart if you don't wanna see her looking hotter than ever WITH another guy.

Photo by xdestineex from flickr.com (thanks for this awesome photography!)


P.S.

YOU are unique. Just like everybody else. Sounds wrong? nope. That's the truth. If there's a similarity between BILLIONS of people in this world. That must be, uniqueness and originality.

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