The view from our room at the Alumni Center
Last week was actually our first class week. It didn’t feel like it, however, because of the class suspensions and some professors’ absence.
I missed the uni, honestly. I missed my good mates. I missed my Philo guy crush. I missed Master Siomai, Sisig Xpress and McDonald’s P. Noval. I missed being a student, willing to learn from the seasoned professors, getting handed out thick readings, being pressured my intimidating people around.
I’m not going to be surprised to see myself whining about my classes in the middle of the term though, because my courses this semester are pretty serious, most of them are my heavy major subjects.
On the other news, our new room assignments for some subjects are at the newly built Alumni Center. The Faculty of Arts and Letters had dibs on the 10th floor of the building. The view there is really good: a very nice sight of the field, church, main building and Manila’s skyline. So stoked to get there again!
Gosh, my brain and body are ready!
A couple of photos from yesterday.
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This playlist I made is inspired by Jam 88.3’s “Different Sunday” show every Sunday, 6 in the evening ‘til midnight. It’s my favorite radio show, actually. I get to listen to it in the car on our way home from church activities or just somewhere with my family. It’s a mix of artists covering other artists, acoustic covers, different versions of songs and all that stuff, very relaxing. Not to mention raw.
And yay, it’s perfect for a rainy night like this one.
I made this for my best friend Sofia. Nope, not tagging you, man, because you’re not supposed to see this but whatever. Hahaha! This comes with some things but you’ll figure that out soon. Love you!
Tell me if you guys want a copy of this playlist so I can give you the link to Dropbox. Have a great night!
I have ditched yet another journal.
It was yesterday when I decided I won’t write in my red soft Venzi ever again. It reminded me of how I easily abandoned my Daycraft notebook over this red Venzi one and how big a turd I am. I don’t know what’s wrong with me and notebooks. I have been with that Venzi for only two months, I’m not even halfway through that thing when I just threw it away.
I could only sigh. And use another noterbook again for my silly thoughts. This time, I’m using my tita’s gift to me.
I’ve been reading this book about simple living. It was given to me on my 18th birthday by my churchmate and discipler, ate Fides. When I started reading it, I got hooked and I already wanted to finish it. Thank God I’ve stopped myself and make it a devotional thingy every morning instead.
I’d like to share what I’ve learned this morning: turn down the sound.
Life is cacophonous. Literally. The simple life seems drowned out by the din. The solution, though, is easy. Now and then, enjoy the tranquility of silence, restful nature sounds, or gentle music. This practice unfolds a haven of harmony within the hubbub of life, a center where you can find rest and can retreat at any time. Building a simpler life, then, is just this effortless: turn down the sound.
To escape life’s clamor and commotion, indulge in soul-nurturing silence as you welcome simplicity.
Since my classes aren’t starting until next week, I spend a lot of time alone in our home here in Cavite. I have the house to myself and I can do whatever I want
like walking in the house naked. Usually, I drown myself in silence until the only things I could hear are the chirping of the birds in our garage, the soft hum of the electric fan and the occasional crowing of our neighbor’s chickens. I couldn’t be more thankful for this quiet neighborhood. Also, I’m trying to cut my daily consumption of loud music now and replace it with more chill ones.
I’m turning down the sound now as much as possible because in a week, I’m going to be living in the noisy neighborhood of Pandacan, Manila. I can still find peace in the midst of the storm, though. However, it’s not going to be as good as this one I’m living in right now, of course.
In line with this, I’m making a soft, chill playlist inspired by Jam 88.3’s “Different Sunday” show. I’m uploading it now to 8tracks. Hahaha!
So yeah. Becoming aware of noise is the first step to reducing it. You can also reduce internal chatter by keeping a journal. This nurtures solitude within your own soul. Pause once in a while.
"In the quiet moments when we draw away from the noise and bustle of the human life, we come into God’s presence." - Ellyn Sanna
Have a great day!
Earlier today, I went to UST for an editorial board meeting and for the supposedly second day of application for the writing department of TomasinoWeb.
I went there last Wednesday and Thursday, too.
The six hours of travel back and forth was draining. Four bus rides and two trikes a day. I should have stayed at my tita’s for a while.
Aside from editing articles, I also help mom do the Microsoft Office-related stuff in her work like encoding the names of her students and their grades. I’ll do anything to help the person I love the most. Besides, she gives me moolah for helping her. It’s not about the moolah though. Hahaha!
Then there are church duties, too.
Anyway, I’m going to reward myself with simply just a day off from all of these. I’ll spend my Tuesday reading John Steinbeck’s Of Mice and Men. Then I’ll probably watch a movie or two and some episodes of Game of Thrones. I’m hoping for a rainy weather tomorrow for a perfect chill day.
I hope you guys are fine. :) Don’t forget to take deep breaths and breaks, and commit everything you do to the Lord.
Yaz, how many songs do you have in your music library?
Hey there. I exactly have 4616 songs in my iTunes library right now. I still have a lot of discographies to download, but I don’t have enough space. Sigh.
Thanks, Joleth of endearedmess for tagging me. :)
Rules: Shuffle 20 songs from your phone, iPod, etc. (No exceptions!) Then pass this tag to ten of your followers.
Woah. It’s been so long since I last listened to The Ergs! Hahaha! I enjoyed this shuffle thingy.
1st photo. It’s been two days after the celebration of my 18th birthday at Pamana Restaurant, Tagaytay City. I have so many things to be grateful to the Lord for, I don’t know where to start.
2nd photo. I read The Catcher in the Rye today. It was a gift from my cousin Zharlynn. I don’t like Holden Caulfield that much—it’s either you can relate with his thoughts or not and in my case, I kind of don’t. However, I like his cynicism. He’s funny, too.
3rd photo. My friend Nadine gave me temporary tattoos from Candy Mag. It says “My heart belongs to a Candy Cutie.” That’s not actually true. I can’t even name a Candy Cutie. I’m not updated anymore. Not that I care anymore.
I posted this on June 2, 2012.
- Ayoko ng party
- Paris na lang
- or London
- Kasama ang llama
- O kaya bagong laptop at phone
- DSLR okay din
- Pero llama talaga
- at Paris
- Wag party