I went to the school yesterday to audition for the oration contest for our intramurals this coming Wednesday to Saturday. I'm not a good orator at all. In fact, I'm terrible with speaking in public. In my college days with my first course I never joined oratorical contests. I don't know this time. I just felt like it would be an interesting thing, to join an oratorical contest. I'm also interested in the extemporaneous contest. If they'll let me, I'll audition as well. But in our department (nursing), it seems very few are interested in these stuff. Most people are into dancing, singing, and sports contests.
So I went there yesterday afternoon. One CI told me my piece was good, but that they need a speech that deals with a universal subject or issue, like education, as the audience would make up the students from the different departments and not only the nursing students.
I would have to make another piece and present it this afternoon. I'll try. But what will I write about? Education? What about education?
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Short-term goals
Things that I want to do in the near future:
1. Start a book club.
2. Go to a gym, build my body.
3. Learn ballroom dancing, particularly salsa.
4. Join a Bible study group.
5. Study theology.
6. Get a full body massage. :)
1. Start a book club.
2. Go to a gym, build my body.
3. Learn ballroom dancing, particularly salsa.
4. Join a Bible study group.
5. Study theology.
6. Get a full body massage. :)
Saturday, August 27, 2005
A poem
I wrote this sometime last year when my GF was still working in a pharmaceutical company. Kind of corny but I'm posting it anyway. =)
Insecure lover
As soon as you leave my sight
to travel to distant places
where you have to work,
I begin to grow anxious.
Anxious because
you might meet someone
nicer than me,
more kind than me,
more gentle than me,
more clever than me,
more handsome (this is debatable) than me.
In short –
better than me in many ways.
It might happen in a v-hire
on your way to Liloan,
or in a pumpboat to the island of
Negros.
It might happen in a multicab
to Dumaguete,
or in a bus to Santa Catalina or Bayawan,
Tanjay, Bais, or Mabinay,
or the towns nearby.
It might happen in a Supercat trip
to Bohol, or in a jeepney in Siquijor.
It might happen in one of your company’s
bi-annual conferences
or business meetings.
Despite your reassurances
that you love and will always love only me,
I’m still insecure.
But I love you
and will always love you.
I will never bind you
or attempt to possess you.
Because love needs freedom
to grow.
If ever you will change your mind
about your love for me
and seek or accept the love of someone else,
although you will be throwing me to the darkest,
deepest pit of hell,
know that I will not cage you.
Although you will be wounding me deeply,
and scar my heart for life,
shatter my soul, and cause me to swear
never to entrust my heart to anyone again,
I will never shackle you.
You are my first
and you are my last.
Insecure lover
As soon as you leave my sight
to travel to distant places
where you have to work,
I begin to grow anxious.
Anxious because
you might meet someone
nicer than me,
more kind than me,
more gentle than me,
more clever than me,
more handsome (this is debatable) than me.
In short –
better than me in many ways.
It might happen in a v-hire
on your way to Liloan,
or in a pumpboat to the island of
Negros.
It might happen in a multicab
to Dumaguete,
or in a bus to Santa Catalina or Bayawan,
Tanjay, Bais, or Mabinay,
or the towns nearby.
It might happen in a Supercat trip
to Bohol, or in a jeepney in Siquijor.
It might happen in one of your company’s
bi-annual conferences
or business meetings.
Despite your reassurances
that you love and will always love only me,
I’m still insecure.
But I love you
and will always love you.
I will never bind you
or attempt to possess you.
Because love needs freedom
to grow.
If ever you will change your mind
about your love for me
and seek or accept the love of someone else,
although you will be throwing me to the darkest,
deepest pit of hell,
know that I will not cage you.
Although you will be wounding me deeply,
and scar my heart for life,
shatter my soul, and cause me to swear
never to entrust my heart to anyone again,
I will never shackle you.
You are my first
and you are my last.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Worse day
Today is probably the worse day of my life as a nursing student. I didn't get any sleep at all since yesterday because I was preparing for my report for our group in Anatomy and Physiology. But during my report this afternoon I completely sucked. I couldn't think straight, couldn't say sensible words to the class. I was mouthing incoherent senstences to the class and the teacher. It was my worse reporting ever. Ever!
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Nitaas na pud ang presyo sa gasolina...
I was shocked to find yesterday (or was it the other day?) that the price of gasoline has reached 34 pesos. I mean, 34 pesos! Wow. Amazing. Last year it was only about 28 pesos... grabe ang increase. And that's not all. Next week oil prices are expected to increase by 2 to 3 pesos! Unsaon na lang. I drive a car once in a while when I go to school, but now it has become very costly.
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