best friends

kristel left back for canada two days ago. with that, i can't help look back on things that have gone by in my life with or without her by my side.
i'm sad about things yet i find a smile on my face not because i'm crazy but because i really have found the beauty in our relationships and with what life has given us.
our friendship started in fifth grade when we became classmates and had the same crush on one guy *whom she won -haha!- . our friendship revolved around four other guys whom then, we both thought were dorks. amadeus who cried when he was elected as prince charming of the class. janus who always made sure that i knew i was fat. stefan who was bullied by everyone and was called a slug-eater because it sounds close to his last name. and francis, the chinito looking guy whom i along with everybody else just got along with so well.
it's a sad fact that all six of us have parted ways. all because we grew up and moved to places. well, except for me and janus. francis is in manila. amz is in ohio. stefan is in switzerland. kris is in ontario. all the memories are from long ago but when a part of us were reunited, it felt fantastic! like a wonderful feeling that goes beyond indulging yourself with chocolate bars. lol. heaven?
it's too bad that it didn't last long and that the next time we'll be meeting with each other is still an uncertain date. nonetheless, we're binded by this friendship and it allows us to look forward to tomorrow because we know that it'll be better for all of us. best friends always, right?

the comfort i find in coffee shops

i get a warm feeling each time i enter a coffee shop. and i think it's because i see an ambiance that does not discriminate. everyone is given a space where they can sit comfortably and talk. get some work done whether it's for business, for school, for catching up with friends, or for getting to know others a little better. it's an intimate place that's just perfect for anyone.
if you'll ask me, i'd never turn down a visit to a coffee shop.

and the best actor goes to...

i don't know what to say. he sets the camera and does not look at it like everything's a candid moment. LOL! he looks so tanga! haha... but even so, the best actor goes to BAM! =)

too late the hero naman oh!

too late the hero is a famous line of my family. i remember my mom telling me about it when my cousins arrived days after my lola turned a year older. they missed the big party that my lola said to them; "too late the hero!".

the line makes me laugh at the moment because i can just say it out loud to someone who used to catch my attention so often but not much was ever mirrored back.
to make things short, the tables have turned and i can just laugh out loud. (i know that's just mean!) i can also say that things are such a waste. and with that, some would say that i should just go back to yesterday. But i don't want to jump back to how i used to be or how things used to be. All because i've found better things and better persons in my life after i moved pass the "walking by rachel's" or "passing rikki's office" in the afternoon. Simply put, i'm happier now.
and after all i've been through, i can actually tell him what my lola told my cousins. "too late the hero naman, oh!" sayang...pero that's the way it is.

mr. tony emberda

This man on the left is my teacher for my Production Management; Mr. Tony Emberda. What is so special about him? One thing; he made me cry. (^.^) Well, I wasn't really going to cry. He just kept saying that I had tears in my eyes when there weren't any! But he kept going at it until some already appeared! Boohoo... And I'm not sure but I think I'm his first student who cried this early in the semester. Lol. Atleast I know that there'll be more tears to come and that I'm not going to be alone. (Bleh!)
So, yes. He has this reputation of making students cry. He's a terror teacher, they say! But in my case, I cried not because I failed on a task that he asked me to do. My group's task was just to have an LCD projector and a laptop prepared in class for his lecture. It's simple and there shouldn't be a problem with it. Right? Wrong. Our slot was taken by everyone and there wasn't any projector available for us. we thought about getting a room from the CS Division since their rooms already have everything (which is unfair!!!). We thought about renting from the Nursing Division, the Humanities, and every other division in class. Then, panic just came after us. Jesper and I even talked to him about it but all he said was; "Be resourceful!" and his distinct laugh followed.
It was at the last minute when we were able to borrow an LCD projector from my groupmate's office. We weren't sure at first if we could borrow it since the person-in-charge wasn't around or couldn't be contacted until the last minute as well. And so I cried because my group and I succeeded on the challenge posted before us. It seems odd to cry about it but I was just so worried and stressed with all the texting (yes, it's stressful too especially when you don't get replies!!haha), the running, the arguing, the asking around that led to nowhere. I was just relieved to have something ready when Mr. Tony came to class and I felt even better when he dismissed the class that early. So, while cleaning up he talked to me and my groupmates about the challenge and how similar it can be with life; how sometimes there's nothing left to do but pray and cry. But he also said that something can always be done when one is pushed to the limits. So, when it comes to all the talks about him being a terror teacher, I would have to say that I don't see him that way. He makes you do all sorts of things just to get by but in the end, you'll see that you had fun with it and you'll realize that you've actually become better at one or several things just because he makes you do much. And so, I'm glad that he's my teacher. I'd never get bored and I'm always motivated to be better. =)

Thanks Sir Tony! haha...

a cup in hand

i should have posted this before my night out with kris since this took place first. =)
last thursday, i was having so much fun with my groupmates in my advertising class. and i'm aware that one guy in my group is someone i have __ feelings for (haha, figure it out!). after all the arguments and angry looks, we actually had our time together with others without biting each other's head off. though i didn't want to spend the rest of my advertising time with them (our teacher wasn't around), i left but i was still early for my entrepreneurship class which came after. so i still had time to talk to my other classmates.
i talked to them about coffee at the same time thinking of my love for it and it gave them the desire to have some to. i didn't know where that guy was while i was talking to them but soon after entrep class started, he came to me handed me a cup of coffee which my classmates and close friends noticed. they snickered, laughed at it because they know all the issues surrounding us.
and so here i am in a picture which jeff took. i look hilarious since i was shocked. i really didn't see it coming. everyone who saw it has gathered their own thoughts about it. with my flat "oh" and "thanks" i just have to say that looking back it makes me say that i'm actually feeling great now that we've passed that stage of ignoring each other for whatever reason we have.
and maybe, i'll hold more cups in my hand in the future. we'll sit, we'll talk, we'll mix. one moment. haha. =)

first night out

and just when you thought that i'm your all around good girl -which i am, by the way.haha- i just got home from a night out with my best friend whom i happen to have not seen for over four years. =)

today is our first night out. as twenty year olds, this is precious since we were too young to do this the last time we were together and we knew fake i.d.s wouldn't help us in any way at all. =)

blue margaritas anyone? hehe...