Showing posts with label Notes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Notes. Show all posts

18 November 2018

Cheerdance 2018 Notes

A compilation of my tweets on the most anticipated event of the season. Here's the 2018 UAAP Cheerdance Competition in 280 characters (max).



























There you have it, the UAAP Season 81 Cheerdance Competition. See you all next year!

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24 July 2018

SONA 2018 Notes

A compilation of my tweets on the third State of the Nation Address of President Rodrigo Duterte. This is SONA 2018 in 280 characters (max).






"These comedians in the House. Under state of calamity po ang maraming lugar sa Pilipinas, anong ipinaglalaban ninyo ngayon sa Batasan? #SONA2018" [edited]






"Bong Go for... 

P-Noy once congratulated Joel Villanueva for a job well done in one of his SONAs. Look where he is now. 

I rest my case. #SONA2018" [edited]






Kaya mo pa ba, Pilipinas?

Four. More. Years.

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02 December 2017

Cheerdance 2017 Notes

A compilation of my tweets on the most anticipated event of the season. Here's the 2017 UAAP Cheerdance Competition in 280 characters (max).

























Group Stunts winners are FEU Cheering Squad, Adamson Pep Squad, and UP Pep Squad. Congratulations everyone! To the other schools who missed the podium this year, there's always the next. 

Cheers to all the cheerleaders in today's competition. You're amazing, all of you.
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25 July 2017

SONA 2017 Notes

A compilation of my tweets on the second State of the Nation Address of President Rodrigo Duterte. This is SONA 2017 in 140 characters (max).



























































Yes, I am not a fan. If it isn't obvious yet. Yes, I did not vote for him. I didn't vote for any presidential candidate, period. None of them deserved my vote.

I realized at some point last year that I have become that person. You know that person who complains about everything that's going on in the country? That person who irks friends and followers on social media because of continuous rants it's almost necessary to unfollow? Yeah, that person.

And I didn't want to be one.

It wasn't my intention but I wasn't one to be quiet about what I see and hear. I don't like him, that much is clear. He probably doesn't like me either. I'm assuming but just to make me feel better I'm claiming that.

I have a very different idea of how my president should act. I have watched and heard leaders around the world conduct themselves in public. Most importantly, I have a very good idea of how older people should behave so the younger generation would do well with them as role models.

I did not grow up in a household where curse and foul words are okay. I did not grow up thinking those words are normal enough to be spoken on a regular basis. If any of you reading this knows someone from my family and knows firsthand he or she is not as proper as what I am trying to make them, remember I said I did not grow up hearing foul words at home. No, not in my house. I am not naive to think they don't either outside with friends and at work. It didn't happen with me within hearing distance, that much I'm sure.

If they did and still do, they probably are not on top of my favorite family members list.

I know of and use some. I'm not entirely clean of everything that may be considered bad words. I have the occasional S and D words slipping out of me; the Tagalog T and G but nowadays it's with the less mean (I think) E and I ending ones. Never directed directly to any person, that I'm conscious of. If I can't help it, I use the words parang and lang before and after the T and G words. I heard it said directly to me in school before and I didn't like it.

There was a time in high school when I caved. A small group in my class was so fond of the PI words, I thought fine. They practically used them in every sentence. I knew it was bad but in a moment of weakness, a lapse in judgment kind of thing. I embraced it. For a couple of days. A junior, yes, a junior told me off. I was a senior. He asked why I was using the words. It doesn't suit me then, so out of character. I'm a girl, first and foremost. I had no answers for him. The next day I completely erased them from my vocabulary.

I have a few more things I don't like about the president. His close relationship to questionable families and entities; his propensity to joke about women that often borders on being disrespectful; his breaking the laws of the land; and his handling of the drug war; but this is getting too long I have to end it. I probably need to write another piece to further explain myself.

I do recognize the fact he is the elected president of the Republic of the Philippines. A very popular one, even I have to acknowledge that. I'm just taking offense, constantly, of hearing him assault my ears with words I never wanted to hear. If I have children, and I'm very thankful I don't, I wouldn't want them around when the president delivers his speeches. Sorry, but no.

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19 November 2016

Cheerdance 2016 Notes

A compilation of my tweets on the most anticipated event of the season. Here's the 2016 UAAP Cheerdance Competition in 140 characters (max).





















































This is why I need that EDIT button, Twitter!

"Wow! 4-peat! Super mega sale na sa SM! Yes! Congratulations, NU! #UAAPCDC79 #UAAPCDC2016" [edited]








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26 July 2016

SONA 2016 Notes

A compilation of my tweets about the first State of the Nation Address of President Rodrigo Duterte. Here's SONA 2016 in 140 characters (max).




"Okay. So we won't stop until the population is back to a manageable 75 million? He said below the ground, right? #SONA2016" [edited]
















"Free Wi-Fi everywhere! Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram galore! Goodbye worker productivity! Yehey! #SONA2016" [edited]




Well, we have six years of him. Let's see. Enjoy the ride, Pilipinas!

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04 October 2015

Cheerdance 2015 Notes

A compilation of my tweets on the most anticipated event of the season. Here's the 2015 UAAP Cheerdance Competition in 140 characters (max).








UP Pep Squad






DLSU Animo Squad






Ateneo Blue Bubble Battalion






NU Pep Squad








UE Pep Squad




Adamson Pep Squad




FEU Cheering Squad




"Ay, puso ba 'yon? #UAAPCDC2015"




 "Puso na naman? Valentine's? #UAAPCDC2015"

UST Salinggawi Dance Troupe








Awards, prizes

"Daming 'pinapamigay na malalaking tseke ah. #UAAPCDC2015"












The camera distance made it impossible for me to watch the cheerleaders up close and made me missed the painting job some teams did on their supposed to be joyful, smiling faces. Good thing though because they were definitely nightmare image material.

Congratulations to all the winners this year. Good job, all of you. To the losers, well, there's always next year! Cheers!
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18 December 2014

Simbang Gabi 2014 Notes

Day 1: You know it's the first night when there's that distinct smell of sweaters and jackets on their first excursion out of their owners' closets for the first time in months, maybe a year. Good for them. Cheers to temporary freedom!

Day 2: I fully understand the need of parents to bring the kids with them, I really do. Bring a toy if you must. We all know how kids are. But please, DO NOT let your kid play with a singing, dancing fish while at church. Seriously, DON'T. EVER.

Day 3: I tried to ignore them, truly. I reminded myself I was in church. That I was there to hear mass. Not to go grammar and spelling police so early in the morning. But... but I'd like to know who was responsible for the... the mistake? Who made those teenage boys wear green sash that says USHERETTE? You know what's even more sad? Those boys have no idea they are now, uh, girls.

Day 4: Wonderful singing voice by the one leading the Responsorial Psalm. You close your eyes and feel every word go right through your very veins. Yes, that kind. His voice quality is so outstanding I was half-expecting The Voice PH coaches to appear out of nowhere.

Chilly morning. Very Christmas-y. So refreshing especially since the mass is being heard out on the patio. You get a whiff of dog poop when the wind blows but it's just a tiny blip to enjoying Christmas mornings in Morong.

Day 5: I am officially an old maid. I get bothered easily by misbehaving kids, no, tweens, during mass. I can understand children. Those small ones have no concept yet of what's appropriate or not. But tweens, they're 10 to 12-year-olds, pass First Communion age, I'm pretty sure they know the difference between a church and a park.

Four of them, initially, were seated in front of me. Two steps down the patio stairs to be precise. One boy and three girls. Boy at far left has his head down on his arms that were resting on his knees, sleeping. And so was the girl at far right. The girl beside the boy has her cellphone out, checking out photos. I mean you can't help it. She had it out in the open, for everyone to see. No effort whatsoever to hide it or something. She had it on her hands, elbows on knees. It wasn't possible to miss really. The girl beside her was chatting with her, occasionally looking on what cellphone-girl was showing her.

The lector finished with announcements, prayers before Processional, priest arrived at the altar, officially started mass and so on. They group never stood up. Still sleeping, phone still out, still chatting.

I was confused, annoyed, flabbergasted, you name it. At some point they were joined by some of their friends, how many I wasn't sure. I tried desperately to concentrate on the mass, looked straight, never looked down. There was a rustling sound some time, I ignored it. Gospel, Homily passed, they were still in their own world. I guess I lost it at Offertory. I can't hear the priest, the group's voices were drowning what's being said. I let out a "Shhh!" then look down at them for a second. They got the message, for a minute. Then back on. I was at a loss for words. Just before the Lord's Prayer, cellphone-girl stood up. I was like, 'Oh finally!' But no, she got out of her seat, stepped down the steps and walked away, presumably to the restroom. Before the Lord's Prayer!

Thankfully, at long last, the group stood up to sing Ama Namin. Praise the Lord! Then sat down again after. Cellphone-girl came back to sit again. I was dying in disappointment. And believe it or not, when Communion is about to start, they stood back up again, to receive the Holy Communion. I was about to go crazy. For the love of... I stepped down, fell in line. Didn't come back there after. I chose a spot meters away from them and just stayed standing up until the end of the service.

i don't believe they were still there but for my own sanity I let myself in the fantasy.

I'm... I'm... What was the point exactly? Why bother getting up so very early in the morning just to... just to... hang?

Oh, I discovered the reason for the rustling sound before I walked away from them. They were eating! Like Chippy! That also explained the coughing fit I heard. Too much salt with no drinking water. Well...

I tried my best to concentrate but there's too much going on in front of me. I was so bothered by the utter disrespect for the church and of the Holy Mass of those young people.

I felt guilty myself for not being 100 percent into it. I hope to do better tomorrow. But please, kids, if you can't or won't participate in the service, don't bother coming at all.

Mass distraction, that's what they are. May they receive enlightenment hopefully before Christmas day.

P.S. Dear teenage girl in a blue Apartment 8 dress. You look good. Dress looks great on you. But the transparent part on the midriff area and down below close to the hemline is too inappropriate to wear to church. Seriously.

Day 6: As I have said before, I understand why parents bring their small kids to church. What I don't understand is why they felt the need to buy them a toy that is sure to disrupt the service. The twinkling multicolored lights are disturbance enough but tolerable. One that yells dancing tunes, that's just too much.

You have a toddler, you should know by now how to deal with your kid. A little manipulation never hurts. You give a child a toy that squeaks and sings, chances are he will get that thing to squeak and sing, over and over again.

I wanted very much to snatch the toy away, take out its batteries then give it back to the kid. Tell him the toy got tired and decided to sleep. Maybe he should sleep, too?

Day 7: Visiting priest from Pampanga was late for 45 minutes. Nothing else to do but people watch. Kid from yesterday turned up with his family clutching the source of my irritation. I chanted silently, "Oh no, not here. Not here. Move along." Lucky they did.

Service was fast but insightful. Morning chill chills. Seven down, two to go.

Day 8: Quiet service. Almost done.


Day 9: Done! It's raining though so the mass was held inside the church. And I was a bit late because of two nieces who decided to join me for this last night. Church was packed. But people here are nice and merry they lent us their plastic chairs so we weren't standing all throughout. 

I could do with some Christmas carols at the end but it's just me. I feel like we all need cheering up after the rains somehow managed to 'rain on our parade' literally.

Anyway, I did it. Again. From start to finish. Although it didn't finish the way it started, it was still the same old Simbang Gabi. Dawn masses, not the anticipated ones for me this year.

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ME AND TO YOU ALL!

Let us not forget the reason for the season.
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16 September 2014

Cheerdance 2014 Notes

A compilation of my tweets on the most anticipated event of the season. Here's the 2014 UAAP Cheerdance Competition in 140 characters (max).
























































Big, big congratulations to the NU Pep Squad for defending the crown, the UP Pep Squad for always introducing something new to the world of cheerdance, and to the UST Salinggawi Dance Troupe for making it back to the podium after years of absence. To the other teams, you did well, but you can always do better next year. Cheers to all of you! 
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