FOURTH YEAR

Who knew that senior year can be so hectic? Thanks to the training we got from our junior year, we found ourselves in a better state of mind when in pressure. But that isn't the case with me.

I am the type of girl who can't seem to set her schedule straight. To cram right before the exams and doze off when I know full well that there's going to be a long quiz the next day. What is wrong with me?!

In first year up till second year, I have always prioritized my studies. I don't cram, I don't sleep on tests, I haven't done any of those things listed above. And to think that the junior year and the senior year are the most important years of high school life. This is where the colleges one has chosen determine if you are good enough to be taken in as part of the st udent body.

I honestly didn't do well in my third year. And I definitely deserve that sharp kick in the ass for being an ass (no one did kick me though). WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?! Am I just tired from all the school work? Shouldn't I be accepting every challenge I come across with open arms? What is wrong with me? What made me this way?

I could say that i lacked the inspiration to be the best that I can be. But, I have an inspiration. My parents. It's because of them that a strive hard. I don't want their sacrifices to be put to waste. I oftentimes feel guilty when I receive my honor's award, with the words "third honor" emblazoned on it in thick black ink.

They don't deserve this. They don't deserve me. I haven't done anything right, from what I've learned. Yes, they are the coolest parents one could ever ask for, but what good would it bring me if I see them in such a state and I'm doing nothing to help them? I cry, I go out of my way to make things right, suggest to get a part time job, help in every way I can in the household (even though the computer keeps on calling for me), just to tell them how thankful I am to have them.

IT'S NOT ENOUGH!!! I say that it's not enough! I want to be the best! But there's something lacking. That special spark. That drive. I lost it when I entered third year. Did i get lazy? Does sleeping late have anything to do with it?... I guess it does.

As i ponder on what thing I lack, what it was that I am missing, I will leave you now to settle your own matters. I have a term paper to deal with, lots of assignments to finish, and four days of endless sports fun to enjoy.

Bye.

Is this true? LOL

What Arielle Means

You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

Accomplishment

I don't know what made me write this... but i think it's... good? Haha.

What is accomplishment? Is it not the feeling of triumph you get when you mastered the art of walking on your two feet? Isn’t it the feeling of well-being you get when you have won something you have been yearning and persevering for? Is it not the word that defines the feeling of being able to do the impossible?

I consider learning as an accomplishment. All humans have the capability to learn no matter what condition or state of mind they are in. God gave us this ability which places us in a much higher position than animals. He gave us intellect, freewill and reasoning, gifts that only humans have. I have never seen a cat stop and think if he should eat the rat or not. Neither have I seen a dog grab a magnifying glass and inspect his fur, wondering why it’s so itchy.

They say that learning begins the very second you come out from the confines of your mother’s womb, your first peek into the world. At first glance, I learned that there are other things far more interesting to look at than the umbilical cord connecting me and my mother together for nine months. I learned that there are such things called good and bad but still had trouble distinguishing one from the other. I discovered new ways how to make use of my feet instead of kicking my father’s face. I noticed that there are furry people walking about on both hands and feet.

At that stage, I was learning even without the help of my parents explaining to me the functions of this part and that, telling me what that furry human is called and what color is orange when I know it’s a fruit. Time passes by and I acquire so many things that seem to cram up the ample amount of space I have in my neural attic. I learned how to draw; I learned how to read and write, what my name was and how to play the violin. I gathered newfound information about the world which I didn’t know of within the boundaries of my home and the security my parents provided me. I understood the complexities of the human anatomy and developed a fondness for the field of science.

The usual words I used in my essays started sounding more complicated and have gotten longer. My usual “large” became “humongous” and the typical “surprised” became “flabbergasted”. I learned that there are different shades of red, pink, blue, green, yellow, violet and orange which before I knew are just plain red, pink, blue, green, yellow, violet and orange. It has escaped me that there are such colors as purple and lemony yellow.

I read books far more interesting than what happened to Goldilocks and the Three Bears. The themes were much more intense than papa bear’s bowl of porridge.

I noticed that one word has over fifteen different meanings and that I should be cautious on how I should use them. I felt unfamiliar emotions that just stir up and break out into the open.

I found new ways on how to learn new things easier, by making graphs and abbreviations to help me understand further the topic at hand. Learning something new is an achievement, understanding it is something more. It is also an innate skill bestowed upon us by God. He gave us reasoning, intellect and freewill. Reasoning is testing what we have learned. We learn so that we may be able to decide the best path to take and to analyze what our mistakes were. I also consider this a skill since I get to nurture it and expand it as time flies by.
I was taught many things that I’m afraid I would have to empty some space in my attic again. I acquired all these in a short amount of time and I don’t know what yet is in store for me.

Learning is an achievement. Getting onto this stage is not easy because along the way, I am tested in every aspect. I quote: “Only mashed grapes produce the best wine.” These challenges describe me as someone who wills herself to try her best in all fields and tests and is ready to learn anything. I pushed myself to the hilt. Striving, going beyond my boundaries. These extremities enabled me to get a position on the honor’s list since the first grade. It placed me in the Honor’s class in my sophomore year. It helped me win extracurricular activities that tested my skills in literature, sports and art.

But for me, accomplishments don’t necessarily come in the forms of embossed certificates or medallions sprayed with golden paint. They might just be the things one has achieved but have not noticed. It might just be a talent imprinted on your genetics which you don’t know about unless you stumble upon it by accident.

An accomplishment could be a skill acquired from other people, like playing the violin. And as you enhance that skill it becomes a talent. Developing one’s skill is an achievement, that was what I realized when I played my first violin piece. Is this what achievement feels like? I felt good about myself, knowing full well that I can do anything I set my mind into.

Yet, I still feel like there’s something else missing. And this brings me to the other variety of accomplishment. I consider making friends an achievement. Being somebody else’s friend is an achievement. They say that finding a needle in a hay stack is difficult, what more if you’re looking for the one person that could understand you and withstand all your imperfection and outlooks in life? Making friends is a tremendous feat. Having true friends is a miracle. Each one of us has different personalities that may not coincide with one another; perhaps that’s what makes finding that said person a miracle.

I have a lot of friends. I am a really friendly person. This defines me as a person who never ceases to care and is open to anyone, who perseveres and goal-oriented. There are some triumphs in life that are worth more than the shiny gold medal framed on your book shelf. And these are the things that never rust or tear.

This is my essay that defines me as a person that I am today.

Ugh...

School, a foundation brought up to form the younger generation into outstanding men and women... that's what they always say. For us students, it's another adventure. School is where you seek the truth. To find yourself and be able to differentiate yourself from other people. In school, you get to do activities that uncovers your true potential preventing you from living beneath another's shadow. School is where you meet new friends, people whom you would get to love and spend all you time with doing the looniest stuff and laughing at the corniest jokes. School is where you get to interact with adults, teachers, yet still retain the same amount of respect. That's what school is.

Today, Xavier University is celebrating its 75th year. The school is getting older, like most of us. It is getting older; the walls may crumble, the paint would peel off the walls, the lockers would rust, but the memories that flood the hallways for all those years still linger. I will remember my high school days, I will remember my elementary days because it was on those days that I was... effervescent. As you tend to get older (and not a deal younger), you can't help but think about the "old" days.

I have never seen the launching of XU at 75. But I am glad that I became a senior on the school's diamond anniversary. Kind of cool to graduate on the school's diamond. "Hey! We were the diamond batch! We're shiny!" Haha!

School has been one heck of a market these days. Lots of students crowd in the lobby after classes that it was like a crime has taken place and the murder weapon was in the middle. Haha. The murder weapon would be an eraser. Stabilo. I like that brand. Good for drawing and the eraser's cool. I'm already promoting their product. Should I expect them to pay me? Haha.

The weeks are passing by fast. Like a blur. Like you're in a race car, without even knowing how to stop it in the first place. Toink. That would be a nasty crash. It's difficult not to faint at the haze of it. People moving about, running in oppoiste directions, yelling, laughing, talking, all too much to handle! But i can live with it.

I cooked spaghetti again. Yummy! I'm being modest. Haha! It;s a feat I am particularly proud of. I can cook spaghetti! I don't put hotdog in it though. only ground pork, spaghetti sauce, lots of onions, garlic, butter, lots of pepper, salt, sugar, water and whole-peeled tomatoes. YUM!!! I'd like to thank my mom for teaching me. Sure is cool to cook.

That's all for now. I'm still searching for an acceptable IP project. Bye!

Weeeee!!!

Sometimes, I get the feeling that my blog is trying it's hardest to prevent me from posting... because every single time i enter a new post the site goes wild and an error appears! DARN! But tonight, I have a feeling that this little post won't be going anywhere but to my blog page. *laughs evilly*

For the past several weeks, me and the guys have been hanging around with our dear ma'am Amsi. Unfortunately, all good things come to an end, as what Newton said by his stupid theory: Everything ends with the opposite. This means that if your are happy now, you'll be crying 75% of your body fluids out later! How's that for an opposite?!

Ma'am Amsi is leaving us this Wednesday to Iloilo since she will be teaching at another school. It was a huge blow on our part vut we know it was for the best and we wish her all our luck. Last Monday we sepnt our time with her at her house, talking about simply anything. She made us mashed potatoes, onion rings and banana cream pie! It was so good! We even bought cake, ice cream and all kinds of chips! It was like having a junk party! WEEEE!!! But you gotta love the mashed potatoes. It's out of this world!

After spending our time with ma'am (from 1pm to 6pm), we grudgingly left her house to go wait for a shuttle at the waiting shed. While waiting, the guys decided to take a few snapshots. The lighting was perfect! Lovette got on down and we started taking a photoshoot! People passing by gave us weird looks, telepathically asking us what the heck we're doing at the waiting shed doing awkward poses! Others just walked on by like it was the most normal thing in world (perhaps it was)! SHAPE that time revealed their "vain" side. Hahaha.

So... I guess this is it! By next week I'll be shipped of too Manila to attend by tito's wedding. I'll be wearing a red dress! EVIL HEELS!!!

After 5 Centuries...

After five centuries of consistently ignoring my blog, I have finally gotten the strength to post something new.

Well, these past several weeks of my summer vacation has been nothing but fun. Since March 31, me and my barkada meet every week at school with out beloved Ms. Amsi for advance lessons in Physics and Trigonometry. Yeah the lessons were difficult, but that didn't make us roll on the floor and die! Ms. Amsi made the lessons fun and worthwhile. In between the nosebleeding problems, we still find the time to kid around and make fun of each other. Jeof has been on the recieving end on a lot of playful smacks by Ms. Amsi. It was fun to watch at them get at it. They look like mother and child.

My post today is a bit bland, perhaps it's because i can't think of anything else to post... hmmm... Louisse is the vice president of the PSYSC, the mother of all science clubs. She's really good though. Bribing, blackmailing and threatening people to get in and participate... who could have guessed that such an innocent creature can be so evil? Haha. It was fun to watch her try and persuade us. Mitch still remains unfaltered after recieving several threats from Louisse. Perhaps its because Mitch IS the mother of all threats and blackmail. Haha. I don't know how she does it! She even has a LOOK that would make onlookers tremble. But she's not that evil... is she?

I joined the PSYSC, hoping to help the environment in my own little way. Seeing as how the environment is going would sure want you take drastic measures on how to live your lifestyle in a GREEN way.

Anyway, this is my stop. Haha. I have to cook lunch now. Bye!

E-GAD!!!

It's been a while since I last posted here in my blog. As evidence of my carelessness, the bugs creeping around the blog have already grown beards! White beards about a foot long!



Anyway, I'm just going to talk about the things that happened to me during my summer break. Recently, i've been hanging out more with my friends at school or XU Main with Ma'am Itucal. We are training for the upcoming contests that will be surely held this coming school year. We are also taking advance lessons, a pre-hemorrhage before the actual brain fractures begin! I already had a nosebleed just studying the sines and the cosines! Literally!



Who could have guessed trigonometry and physics can be so fun? Well, if you have a group of cray friends and a really fun teacher, then the feeling's understandable. Unlike being cooped up in a room with other fellow classmates trying their best to behave and understand the lesson while the teacher busily chatters in front waving the chalk in the air. I think the key to such progress is by just being a bit carefree on what you do, not uptight. In the kiosk (the place where we usually study), ma'am would discuss the lesson and while we do some exercises, we chat, laugh, ma'am also laughs with and adds a few cents of her own in the discussion making it even more amusing!



I'm not saying that the 'being-cooped-up-in-a-room' is bad. Besides, there are only a few of us in a group. If there were about forty pupils, I would go for the classroom. Since there is no way that one can understand the discussion if everyone talks all at once!



This is kind of a useless entry... but this is what happened for the summer break. I'm hoping for more exciting things to pop out of nowhere, like a mongoose would suddenly crawl up to me! I saw a snake once, i was just three feet away from certain death! It was cool though. The snake and the cat were having a staredown, like sumo wrestlers in that battle ring of theirs.

Prom night!

Prom night! Who could have guessed prom night was drawing closer by a day? Who could have known that one would go shopping for a dress or suit, accessories, reasearching for possible hairstyles for that night? Who could have known that prom night could be such a BLAST?!

Yesterday at 3pm, we were on our way to the parlor to get my hair and make-up done. Just this once I resisted the urge to wipe off the paint on my face (I hate make-up). My hair was done, it was a little curly on the edges and above it, my hair was fxed into a bobbing French twist (it could have been a French twist, but it didn't turn into a bun).

I met up with my "escort". His name is Sam and he's from another school. He just had their prom not so long ago. I thanked him profusely for sacrificing his rest day to be there with me. He arrived by taxi and with my mom, we went to the clubhouse (he gave me a gift! Weeee!). Sam and I have been bestfriends for a long time now. We act like silly kids when we're together. Just like me and Mitch.

Upon arriving, we met up with the group. Saw familiar faces and laughed at some of the dresses that some girls were wearing (we were having fun describing one particular dress. He implied that she looks like she's wearing a bib). Some guys looked like bodyguards! They were wearing sunglasses and had their serious looks on.

After chatting with the guys, Sam told me not to leave him since he's from another school. I promised and he pulled me to the entrance. We registered and waited in line to have our pictures taken. After that, we went upstairs which happened to be cooler than the lobby.

We met up with Mitch and had a chat about you-know-who. Sam laughed about our topic. We went to Mitch's table and I gave out a shout! Ellen was so HAWT! She was wearing a tube! I didn't even recognize her the moment I walked in!

Moving our way to our table, Sam surprised me by pulling the chair out for me.

0--------DISCO---------0

The lords and ladies of the night danced first. After the first song was played (which was pretty corny and not one of the songs we selected), Sam pulled me out of my seat and danced with me (this guy's so full of surprises). He even lifted my arms to place them around his neck! We both laughed and mouthed to each other, "CORNY!" I thanked him again for everthing and he offered me a hug (were friends, its normal). When the music started pumping, all the guys went wild! The whole group was there, dancing to the music. Sir Nitz was also there to show us some of his moves (he's a good dancer).

After the disco, we took pictures and went home. That night was one of the most memorable nights of my life! I wish i could upload the pictures we took last night, but my blog will not allow it.

That's all for now! Ta-ta!

Weeee....

At present, I'm searching for colorful animations for our report in chemistry. We didn't do well the last time, but we were asked to have a recap before the test. I don't know how to discuss the matter in a simpler way! *bangs head on table*

This might be the reason why its bad to sleep late. My brain's not functioning anymore! I think it ran out of gas neurotic gas. Malfunctioning is when my brain can still function, but there are a few kinks to it. It needs a good whack if its in that state. Now... there's nothing in there! *laughs*

Anyway, I'm entering yet another post! What happened last week? We practiced Tango! It was a rather, intimate and sensual dance. The women are supposed to be well-poised, have control over their body yet graceful. The guys should "handle" the women properly (arms raised the entire time, hurts).

The rest of the week, we practiced our lines in English. We were going to act out Romeo and Juliet. I'm Benvolio in the play, the peace-maker and bookworm in the group. Fits me quite well doesn't it (except the peace-maker part)? We had fun! We get to spend time outdoors, I really enjoyed the change of scenery. From the cemented-wooden walls (they look like cemented walls, but in reality, their wood) to the pleasant outdoor sun and cool breeze. I have a knack for scenery!

What else? I almost fell asleep in ++++++ class. Perhaps I'm not used to not having +++ +++++ discuss the lesson. He makes the lesson really interesting, the real wake-up call in the afternoon!

What else? I can speak British! We tried that during our OSASI period. Louisse and Mitch started it. It was cool at first, when we suddenly taked about virginity and asked +++ +++++ if he was still a virgin. He smiled, and since silence means yes then he's still a virgin (duh!). Is it wrong to ask people that? Especially the men? 0.o

Prom's drawing close, I spent the whole day yesterday looking for sandals that would fit me. I hate sandals! Who discovered this ankle-hurting, three inch long masters of falling-down-the-carpet-and-breaking-your-neck device?

We had a remedial lesson on algebra yesterday. Then the rest of the day was for the sandal-hunting and another remedial with Ma'am Amsi. WE LOVE YOU MA'AM!!! *XOXO* (this means, big kiss, big hug, big kiss, big hug)

That's all for today! Me going to watch Jurassic Park III! Bye!

Plain Something's

Gawd! I just noticed! There are a lot of typographical errors in this post! How embarassing! T_T

A billion centuries have already gone by since the last time I, Arielle the Doofus, faced the computer to type in a new post in my blog. A lot of things have been going on lately. Our English teacher, Mrs. Pearl Bondoc, retired to take care of her granddaughter... it was a really sad day for all of us since she was really cool.
When she left, it was like a huge part of the III- Brito class got chunked off.

0----S.H.A.P.E. Christmas Party!----0

Wow! That was some night! We celebrated our Christmas party at Ate Erika's house! It was sooooo cooool!!!! Ma'am Amsi was the one who cooked all the food and boy, the ginataang kalabasa was soooo goooood!!! sir Nitz was also there! We had someone to torture all night! He even got drunk because of the teramisu (did i spell it correctly?). Too bad he had to leave. He wasn't able to watch the second horror movie that night! After the marathon, Ate Sheena shared her experiences in Japan with us. She had a lot of souvenirs with her, they were so cool! Especially the Naruto notebook (I have a major crush on Kakashi).

We slept around three in the morning! The others were sleeping on the rug, the inflatable bed, the sofa, and up at the balcony! Hahahhaa!
At first thing in the morning, they were all shivering from the cold! Hehehe.

0----English teacher----0

Everyone was really frisky. If you saw how cats act when they get impatient, that would be the perfect mental picture of the class that day. After waiting for two whole days (we can't take it anymore!), we would finally get to meet our new English teacher! All of us had their bets on Sir Nitz (ssshhh...)! It was really exciting! Feli and Leo were waiting outside the classroom. Then Leo said, "Si Sir +++++!" everyone fell silent. If a fly were to buzz by, you could actually here it! Everyone went back to their seats and wait for Sr. ++++++ to enter the room. Then, "He went upstairs!" then the class resumed its usual racket.

"Dili siguro si Sir Nitz."
"Kinsa kaha?"
"Basin lain na teacher. Ma'am +++++?"

A lot of questions that can't be answered started to find its way from ear to ear. When suddenly...

"Good morning class!"
"SIR NITZ!!!" everyone reacted violently. Others were whooping, cheering, clapping!

When Sir Nitz came, most of us were practically jumping up and down! The rest were gawking at Sir Nitz's attire! It... was... so COOL!!!! He has really good taste when it comes to clothes! I love his shoes!!!!!!!!! Sir Nitz... can I have your shoes? The white one? Ngek!

That's all for today. Me tired. Hahahah! See ya!