Grace's Mind-it-on-your-own

Che, Joan, and Carlo, thank you again for you posts. =)

Classes start again, and here we are again. =) Anyway, i am glad that it is just the first day of school therefore there wouldn't be much assignments and struff.

By the way, i am using the computers that are recently installed her at gokongwei. You will see 5 stalls there once you enter Gokongwei's Taft Avenue. Cute, rright? I saw it when i went down with Che Chua after our Digitla substitute teacher said that we could go once we fill up the sheet of paper with our groupings. We have just went down the stairs when i noticed a person standing near the stalls and typing. That was when we saw "these" computers, hence this blog is entered. At least CS students won't need to go up to the third floor just to update a little something or to browse a little when they are bored.

Well, up to here then! See you guys soon! ("-")

Che, Jo, Thanks for sharing your thoughts on death. Now, i am not afraid of death, but time and again, i am afraid of it. I don't know. I just don't like losing people. LIke Jo said, better that i die first. I can't live without my parents...

May 14, 2002 11:32 PM

I am really “angry” at my sister today. Well probably not “angry”, but irritated.

She changed a lot ever since she and this guy Hubert became a couple, officially girlfriend and boyfriend, respectively, to each other. We are fighting over small things, like if she wants me to turn on the aircon for the night. I mean, I was asking her but she was eating ice cream and all I can understand was her mumbling; I didn’t understand that she was saying yes. When I asked her if I should turn on the aircon, she shouted at me. I mean, she should have known that she mumbled when she speaks while ice cream is in her mouth. Of course, I retaliated. But she shouted back that I should not even go to the room where her boyfriend sleeps in whenever he stays over (which is every single day) if I am just going to shout at her. Well, I told her that if she doesn’t want Hubert’s room to be filled with bad karma/chi, she should also be careful not to pass around bad karma/chi to others.

And to add to that, Hubert always shushes her when we sisters are fighting, but he doesn’t shush himself when they are fighting. I mean, he certainly knows how to keep my sister’s mouth shut when we sisters fight, but he doesn’t know how to shut his mouth to listen to my sister’s ramblings about his “perks and flaws” so that they won’t have to fight long enough, as in the whole night shouting at each other. What the hell is wrong with him.

Drew, Jo, Che, Carlo, how are you all doing? Me, am bored stiff. Sometimes I wish I am dead, but hey, I am alive and I don’t know what to do.

Last Saturday, May 11, I went to see the doctor about my knee. It was the same doctor that I went to see last year about the dislocated left knee cap. Anyway, I was walking okay, but some pain near the left knee bothers me. You know what, he injected steroids before he informed me what it was. He did mention that he was going to inject something, but he was so busy talking to the nurse so that while the nurse was cleaning the area where he will be injecting, I was like… dazed. And before I was able to prepare myself for the injection, he just injected the area. I just couldn’t breath, I mean my heart stopped beating. I was only able to breath in when he pulled the injection needle out. Whew! He also told me to go continue my therapy, for the leg, but I am not going to, well at least for now.

May 13, 2002 10:50 PM

If you were asked to leave the country you are currently living in, what would you bring with you?

Me, well, I am still thinking.

I am asking this because a lot of people are moving out of this country for another. I heard that a handful of my high school batchmates and their families moved either to the United States or to Canada. I am wondering how they felt when they knew they had to leave. Probably the feeling of not wanting to leave other friends and families, not wanting to leave all the good memories, not wanting to leave the home he/she has known since childhood. Although it may be otherwise, I think they will still leave if it is really needed to. And I guess they would be thinking of what they could bring with them that will help remind them of all of the people and the things that they will be leaving behind; they would bring something that will be a part of them as a well a part of others, something that can always bind them to what they will leave, not completely though because, aside from distance, communication links has helped keep most relationships intact.

Well, I would probably bring my collection of books, audio cds and vcds, pictures, my stuff toys, my favorite pillows, my girl scout scarves/neckerchiefs, a piece of the marble floor, my highschool batchshirt, my laptop and accessories, my CAT (Citizen Army Training) attire, my crutches, a notebook on which my bestfriend wrote goodbye “entries” before I went abroad for a year, toothbrush and toothpaste, music pieces, my diaries (I almost forgot these), cd player with speakers, anime, flashlight, my mom and my dad ( I can feel now that I can’t live without them. ), the letters I received from friends and family, ( I wish I could bring the piano ), my brother and my sister, the gift my bestfriend Daphne gave me for my 18th birthday (sort of a light holder, where there are floating scented candles ), a fan given to me for Christmas by Neryn, a wooden Buddha given to me when I was in Taiwan and other Taiwan-summer-study-tour memorabilias, the pingpong rackets and 6 pingpong balls my dad bought for me, the De La Salle mini cup I got from Manacon class, and most importantly, all my good friends and family members. I think all of the inanimate objects would fit a Balikbayan box. Of course, my living human friends would come with me, to accompany me in my journey, as long as they are willing to and are happy to spend time with me without their families missing them (what the heck am I saying, of course they will miss them). Friends and family members that I would like to be with me are the following: Daphne Villanueva, my mom and dad and sister and brother, Uncle Mike and Aunt Florence, Uncle Albert and family, Uncle Ernesto and family, Aunt Luisa and family, Vina, Neryn, Andrew Ramos, Adrian Yang, Cheryl Tan, Jo, Carlo Cabanlig, Aunt Haydee and Family, my Ilonggo and Cebuano friends that I met at Taiwan, Miriam Tiu, Jasmin Guan, Mrs. Yao, Mary Liezl Yu, Angel Kho, Abba Flores, Maybelline Ang, Genevieve Choi, Theresa Go, Aunt Linda and Uncle Tony and family, Genina Lao, and more other people who have changed my life.

I think these things and these people best describe me; they tell you who I really am. And I don’t want to leave without “them”.

How about all of you there? (“-“)

And you know, tonight’s “Charmed” Episode was great. Paige, the half sister of Prue, Piper and Phoebe (daughter of their mom and a whitelighter named Samuel (?)) sort of realized or felt Prue’s death. She also suddenly found out that she has sisters. Paige still doesn’t believe that she is a witch until she went to the church where she was left when she was still a baby, and it is also there that her sisters found her and made her realize about her powers as a half-witch and half-whitelighter. Paige still didn’t choose whether to be a Charmed one yet, so the Source (evil guy) wants to take her to do evil deeds with him. Paige will either be good or bad depending on which deed she uses her power on. If she does something bad, she will be an evil witch forever. But luckily, Phoebe and Piper went looking for her and prevented her from doing anything real bad. In the end, Paige was to go with the Source since he was tempting her as a child on which case she was working on, but Phoebe moved forward, toward Paige and the Kid or the Source did something to hurt her and this is why Paige didn’t go with the Source and went back to her sister. At the end of the episode, I guess Piper and Phoebe kinda accepted Paige and went to their home and called to their mom, so that Paige can meet their mom.

See yah! (“-“)

May 10, 2002 2:42 AM

I have just finished watching two films on tv, both of them telling about the life of a dying person who gets hope from the people around him/her. It got me into thinking again because we don’t really think much about our life, although we do try to enjoy the most that we can. I mean, dying people either choose to live and do something helpful, but others just wallow. But I guess different people have different outlooks to life, and to death.

For me, death is something scary, especially if it happens to someone that I love dearly. My grandmother’s death, from the mother’s side of the family, is the first death that I have encountered; I mean that was the first time that I ever did go to a funeral and attend the rites etc… Most of the time, my parents go to funerals and we are ordered to stay home. So it was really a shock to me, and I don’t know how to mourn. I mean, why do I need to mourn when my grandmother or “Gua-Ma” lived her life fully, well in my eyes she did. I mean, it is probably really her time because all her body functions are going down one by one. And if you saw her, she was so tired. When I heard of her death, it was like nothing really grave happened. But when the burial procession was taking place, I was plain crying, although I didn’t really want to but because I really feel sad that she has to go on since she is real nice to us grandkids. She thought of us always when she was still living, and I always looked forward to Saturday evenings when we would go visit her at her and my aunt’s house at Leveriza, Pasay. (You see, my aunt is a spinster.) Well, we grandkids just watch tv and eat dessert while my mom and my Gua-ma talk for a maximum of two hours. My Gua-ma lets us have our way while we are there and we enjoy her company. That is why seeing her expressionless when she was really sick made me so sad, but I now know that it is better that she passed on rather than live on in pain.

Me, I am sort of looking forward to death, that is after I have done something worthwhile with my life. I mean like after getting married, having children, living a simple life and sharing these gifts given by God with family and friends. I would also like to see my children all grow up. Of course, I would like to be a writer and philanthropist in the future, granted that I do become famous. =) If I don’t become famous, at least the thought that I have helped changed lives for the better will be enough. I always wanted to be a doctor, ever since I was a child and up until now. But writing is the only thing I can do easily now and of which will not really interfere with my Computer Science courses. But of course, life wouldn’t be life if it would be just what we wanted it to be. The future will not be what we dream it to be, unless we have taken the steps that will live it to what we want it to be (and to what God wants it to be).

I think death makes us stronger as it can make us weaker. It can teach us a lot of good things, but it also brings with it, not bad things, painful or beautiful memories. It can either live us changed for the better or for the worst. I really want to expound, but I just can’t express the thoughts into my own words. It is just that I think death is really something good and not-that-too-bad.

What do you think about death?

Drew, want some wallpapers? go to www.animewallpapers.com

Jo, I did enjoy my summer job, but it officially ended last saturday. My sister and her boyfriend got back that day from Baguio. They brought a lot of strawberry with them. Yummmm! =)

Che, thanks for the guestbook entry where you wanted to make me laugh. =) I didn't laugh, but i surely did smile. =)

Right now, i am downloading desktop wallpapers. Hehehe.

My parents just got back from Canada this past Sunday. They are planning that we spend Christmas this year there. And i am looking forward to it. Last day for second term this year is Dec. 20 and third term this year starts Jan. 6. I can't wait! =)

I haven't been thinking much these days. Just that i want to read more books, to give more passion to my love on History. But the thing is that i get glued to TV. I dunno, probably i am just getting the most of my summer vacation, since i won't be able to watch much TV once classes start. ANd i haven't practiced on my piano for 3 months and a half. Grrr....

I always sleep sometime by 1:45 am the next day and wake up by 12 noon that same day. Today is an exemption, i sleep later than usual.

i ran errands for my parents today, i mean yesterday. Nothing much, collection and stuff. I then went to pick my brother up at La Salle; they have their orientation from May 8-9. When i got back home, i went straight to see my mom to give her the checks collected for the day and went straight home. When i got home, i ate dinner then watched tv.

NOw, i am updating my blog. That's it. Groovy right?

Nahahahahah......