Blue Blood Grade (Capili, 2007)

IF YOUR BLUE BLOODEDNESS WOULD BE GRADED, WHAT WOULD YOUR FINAL MARK BE?
Place an X inside the box if it applies to you.

[x] Bought something from the A Shop
[ ] Got an A for at least one subject
[x] Understood the definition of "HELL" week…
[x] and regretted finding out what it meant
[x] Has taken/ Currently taking PE 101

score: 4

[x] Crammed three papers in one night whoa!
[x] Gave a class presentation that you now regret
[x] Know at least one photocopy lady because of professors who loved Xerox machines
[x] Got an F in a long test
[x] Promised to do better but didn't in general

score: 9

[x] Exerted effort to be exempted sa finals
[x] Striven for bonus points
[x] Slept in the library
[x] Ate lunch outside the caf
[ ] Get a Jesuit for a teacher

score: 13

[x] Ate at least in 10 establishments in Katipunan
[ ]Got an attack from Higad
[x]Watched BlueRep and TA plays required
[x] Preferred Manang's food over the Caf's
[x] Screamed your lungs out in Araneta for the Blue Eagles

score: 17

[ ] Puked at Math 19 and 20
[ ] Went to CERSA night
[x] Signed-up for an Org
[x] Joined an org that has a screening
[x] Became active in that org --haha

score: 20

[x] Joined a socially oriented org
[x] Played cards during long breaks
[x] Found immersion trips meaningful
[x] Went to school in flip-flops
[x] Went to school in "pambahay attire"

score: 25

[x] Went to school wearing chucks
[x] Hated your random number
[x] Been to Drew's
[ ] Have an organizer, whether it be from Starbucks, Go Nuts, Belle de Jour or whatever!
[x] Went to class without showering after P.E

score: 29

[x] Wanted to tell the guards to F*ck off
[x] had accidentally seen a make-out session
[x] Used consultation times properly
[x] Brought an umbrella but it didn't rain
[x] Left an umbrella and then it rained

score: 34

[x] Went to school trying to make porma but no one noticed
[x] Went to school looking crappy and everyone noticed
[x] Camwhored a lot
[x] Saw artistas and completely ignored them
[x] Spoke in a conyo way (hahahahaha! ginagaya namin yung mga conyo e!)--ako din!

score: 39

[x] Found a Chinese girl/boy hot

[x] Nagulat sa lumulubog na block sa SOM-Overpass walkway (OMG TO!!!)
[x] Had a block party
[ ] Cut class to watch a movie with blockmates
[x] Have at least 25 Ateneans on your Ym list

score: 43

[ ] Became an FFL (Fucking freeloader!)
[x] Traded dvds of American tv shows with your friends
[x] Went to Ewood for nothing
[x] Wore aviator glasses in Ateneo
[x] Ate in class

score: 47

[x] Became EMO for no apparent reason in school
[x] Thought friendster is a bust and multiply is SOOO much better
[x] Voted in the Sanggu elections vote abstain
[x] Read the Guidon and Matanglawin thoroughly
[x] Tried to avoid the guards because you left your oh-so-precious id

score: 52

[x] Engaged in deep-thinking while in Ateneo gardens such as Zen and SOM walkway
[x] Bought coffee from Figaro sa MVP basement!
[x] Nakapaghang-out sa isang MVP room
[x] Became an official YouTube addict while waiting for class
[x] Knew why Jesuit education is priceless

score: 57

[x] Learned a lot about life due to your Philosophy and Theology subjects
[x] Went to Ateneo even if you had no class
[x] Knew at least 7 famous Ateneo Alumni
[ ] Laughed at Tapdancers
[x] Ran out of ink due to numerous papers you had to pass

score: 61

[x] Maximized the use of your flash drive
[x] Celebrated diversity in the Ateneo
[x] Kept OrSem memories
[x] Watched a movie with fellow Ateneans that aren't from your block
[x] Has the hots for a fellow Atenean.

score: 66

Worth 3 points each:
[x] Attended simbang gabi at Gesu
[x] REGed2Vote
[x] Screamed in Araneta for the Blue Eagles
[x] Know at least 3 Ateneo cheers
[x] Memorized and sung A Song for Mary whole-heartedly
[ ] Got to be on the Dean's list for at least a semester
[x] Prayed to St. Ignatius of Loyola

score: 84

Worth 5 points:

[x] Called yourself an Atenean

ATENEO QPI: 89
B+ exempted ako sa final exam!!! yay!!!! hahah

A= 92-100
B+= 86-91
B= 77-85
C+= 69-76
C= 60-68
D= 50-59
F= 49 and below

Gawad Kalinga!!

Pinagpala ang lahat ng Atenistang nag GK ngayong araw ni San Ignacio.

All Ateneans who participated in GK this feast day of Saint Ignatius were made to shovel.

Once, while in delirium, as we were made to shovel excruciatingly heavy loads of dirt, I shouted into the air, "Kung hindi mo lang araw Ignacio, kung hindi mo lang araw..." It seems my little scream reached the other GKers and it became an inside joke... cool.

Gawad Kalinga!!

Pinagpala ang lahat ng Atenistang nag GK ngayong araw ni San Ignacio.

All Ateneans who participated in GK this feast day of Saint Ignatius were made to shovel.

Once, while in delirium, as we were made to shovel excruciatingly heavy loads of dirt, I shouted into the air, "Kung hindi mo lang araw Ignacio, kung hindi mo lang araw..." It seems my little scream reached the other GKers and it became an inside joke... cool.

what your last name means (Oropel, 2007)

A: you like to drink.
B: you like people.
C: you are really silly.
D: one in a million.
E: great in bed.
F: you are dead sexy.
G: you never let people tell you what to do.
H: you have a very good personality, looks and a very good kisser.
I: great in bed.
J: people adore u.
K: you're wild and crazy.
L: unbelievably great in bed.
M: great in bed.
N: you like to drink a LOT.
O: awesome kisser.
P: you are popular with all types of people.
Q: you are hypocrite.
R: fuckin crazy. (in a fun way)
S: easy to fall in love with.
T: you're loyal to those you love.
U: you are really silly.
V: you are not judgmental.
W: you are very broad minded.
X: you never let people tell you what to do.
Y: best boy/girl friend any one can ask for.
Z: always ready.

C: you are really silly.
A: you like to drink.
B: you like people.
A: you like to drink.
U: you are really silly.
A: you like to drink.
T: you're loyal to those you love.
A: you like to drink.
N: you like to drink a LOT.

At least Sanny's says she's good for something... I end up a loyal, uber-silly alcoholic. (alcoholic to an abysmal degree) I have a record 5 you like to drinks.... oh yeah... yuckness! crap! don't you dare, bidol man gid! (making gaya sanny... for annoyances' sake)

Ignatius Day 2007

Damn, these Jesuits are the best...

teach me.

Ignacio, I want to be like you.

special friend

God, if I could ask just one last favor
Make this second last forever
a blissful dream that never ends
this second with a special friend

hope.

to fight, and not to heed the wounds.

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Turnip, Vegetable Soup.

Okay... I'm backtracking to last Tuesday for the initial part... I cut Physiopsych (no judgements kiddies) so I could spend time in Caf-up. The most part of my time there was spent singing "makulay ang buhay pag may sinabawang gulay." I curse the song's composer. Elitism aside, it's a good campaign, which will draw kids to at least TRY vegetable soup. Speaking of which... I haven't had vegetable soup in ages... maybe I should try a bowl. Anyway, I then went to my Expepsy class... then our professor asked us if our lab partners had the attention span of a turnip. We then pointed out that turnips don't have attention spans. Poor turnips. We now continually call ourselves turnips. Again, poor turnips. Life has been slow lately hasn't it? I'm not wishing for more work though... this is just fine. It gives me time to recollect my thoughts, and it gives me drawing time... sigh... I apologize for an odd, mediocre post. Socrates is dead.

Being afraid of death presumes that you know something about it.

papá

¿comó és tú papá?

yo no lo conozco mí papá.

My First Massage.

I've just been through my very first massage.
It was an odd experience...
specifically because I made it weird.


She held my hand, and I said:
"I don't think our relationship has reached that level. I barely know you."

She doesn't understand english, so it's quite alright.

Then she started rubbing my back, from thoracic to sacral, and I said:
"A bit frisky, aren't we?"

Then she lowered my shorts to massage my buttocks, and I said:
"What? Not even dinner first?"

She continues to stare at me, mouthing that she doesn't understand english.

Then she goes to my shoulders and inflicts pain, so I said:
"Was I that bad?"

Then she lifts me up, which is miraculous, so I said:
"I like my women strong."

Then she finishes and leaves me alone on the massage bed, and I said:
"Hey, that's my job."

Being bored in a spa does that to you.

Next time, I'm having my feet done, and nothing else.
My shirt will never again come off.

A Boxed Set of Characters

He opens his eyes to the sun’s bright rays, and scowls his response to a new day. A trip to the bath, with hot water in a basin, and the emptied contents of a henna dye bottle. He dries his hair and looks into his closet, deprived of all hues. He walks down the stairs and nods at his mother frying his breakfast on a Teflon pan. He waits at the train station, his eyes focused on the people that pass him by. He turns his eyes away from society. He turns up the sounds that plug his ears, his senses, and his mind. The world does not deserve his attention. He walks through those halls with a frown on his face, and he mutters a breath that curses humanity. He hates the injustice. He hates the stereotypes. He leaves his paper blank come exam time. He sees no use in lined education. He comes home to screaming parents, and the tut-tuts of his siblings. He storms into his room. No one understands him. No one knows what he fights for. He screams at the world to listen to his cry. He writes, and posts his views on paper strips. He will not be ignored.

Hear Me.

She opens her eyes to the sun’s bright rays, and grins her response to a new day. A trip to the bath, with warm water in the tub, and a dresser full of creams and make up. She paints her nails and face and sighs at what she perceives is her: imperfection. She hugs and fakes a smile at her indifferent mother, sitting in a futon. She waits at the train station, her eyes focused on her mirror. She turns her attention to society. She smiles, and twirls her hair, bats her eyes, and even softly sings a gentle tune. She knows to seek the world’s attention. She walks through those halls with a smile on her face, and mutters greeting to her so called friends. She hates the injustice. She hates the stereotypes. She answers her exam as best she can. She sees no use in lined education. She comes home, academically triumphant to uncaring faces, and distant siblings. She goes into her room. No one understands her. No one knows her pain. She cries, and brings out the box of her memories. She writes her woes, only to burn them to ashes. She must not be discovered.

ACED

I passed ACED! I'm soo happy :D finally, something truly worthwhile to do... anyway...problem now is that the GA of ACED is at the same day and time of the AJMA and Psyche GA's as well... this is gonna be trouble... I say go to ACED and peek into AJMA, then hookey on Psyche. HOOKEY ON PSYCHE FOREVER!

Yehey!

Food...

I had an hour of tennis this morning... sure, it was fun... but... i dont have lunch money today :( im hungry!!!! waaah!!!! libre moko. sige na. I'm still scared to go to the President's board to see the results for the ACED interview... I hope I made the cut... I really do want to help 'em out.

After a year... what do I now know?

I've been revisiting my old friendster account/blog again... for reminiscing's sake... and I found Kat's old message... I felt so guilty... in so many ways...

hola miguel.. :) this was a note i was supposed to
leave on your blog, but apparently, i do not know
how to do that. haha :) it's been a long time since
we last talked.. last time i saw you, you just sat
and ran from our expsyla class... wasn't even able
to say goodbye.. (well, i didn't know you were
transferring till i asked where you were) anyway, i
won't hold it against you. :) you have quite a few
more weeks to enjoy your freedom (while we begin
being roasted in hell by our chem prof) before
classes in the other side of the world begins :) i
trully wish you the best.. i know this has been your
long term dream.. and now it is very close to
becoming a reality :) keep posting bout your soon
to be life in the blue world. i enjoy your rants(?), i
read them when i run out of things to do on the
net. hehehe :) and remember, AMDG, Ad Majorem
Dei Gloriam :) ALWAYS for the greater glory of
God. :) i know you will do well in Ateneo. just don't
forget to look back once in a while :) we will miss
you. :) take care over there (i mean, in riding the
LRT). till then :) adios miguel.. yo te echo de
menos..
-gato

i'm sorry everyone for being such a jerk about the whole thing... especially to kat >.< ...seriously this time... i was too brash and offensive about a choice, which i now realize i, personally had made. it was never a fault, just another very memorable experience... i do look back... i do remember... it does still hurt... it doesnt matter anymore what was past anyway, right? i'll be seeing you guys in the future. (preferrably july 26.)

Backtracking to: The Ateneo Cheer Rally 07'

Backtracking to the Ateneo Cheer Rally last Friday... all pics still blatantly stolen from Joel Jayme... (pacopy Joel ha :p)

there was a tree... and the TR people...

there was perspiration, and odd faces...

there was dancing, from the actual athletes...

there was Chris Tiu (tama ba spelling?)...

there was kuya nonoy... (go kuya nonoy!)

there was a Song for Mary :)

there was that rivermaya guy...

there were happy faces...

there were friends in a can...(PATROL pare, PATROL!!!)

there was eating...

galing website yang last pic... lalang...

Mid Class World

Doors open

then blaring drums of jubilation

as the bell rings in constancy

bears that dance

an ecstatic population

girls thrown into the air

they fall to earth, i do not care

for i can see their underwear

paper lanterns on strings

flaglets waving in the air

but again i do not care

I'm a Psych Major! Yipee!

I'm just happy to be a psych major.... it just hit me... I'm a psych major! My books are hella thick and full of technical crap... and... im satisfied! I love it!

Music Stuff

Got this from Avila.... Redoing it again. Go to your music player of choice and put it all on shuffle. Say the following questions aloud, and after each one press play. Use the song title as the answer to the question. What do you think of me? Anyone Anyone by Dashboard (Its such a human song) Will I have a happy life? 4 AM by Kaskade ('someday I know there's a way') What do my friends really think of me? Quiet Poetic by Urbandub (pwede rin...)Do people secretly lust after me? Switchfoot- Tokimeki no Doukasen from the Fushigi Yuugi Soundtrack (WTF!?) How can I make myself happy? I Feel Like by Kaskade ('This time love can be real?') What should I do with my life? Rise and Fall by Craig David ft. Sting (thats so apocalyptic....) Why must life be so full of pain? Clothes Off by Gym Class Heroes (promiscuity?) How can I maximize my pleasure during sex? Running Out of Days by 3 Doors Down (I should hurry up?) Will I ever have children? Rape Me by Nirvana (Desperado e....) Will I die happy? Superman Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down (I’ll die EMO!) Can you give me some advice? Never Again by Kelly Clarkson (I should forget She Who Musn't Be Named? ) What do you think happiness is? Shooting Star by The Teeth (WTF?) What's my favourite fetish? Vindicated by Dashboard Confessional (Chris Carraba?)