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Attended the Singing Priests’ concert for a cause at Stella Maris Academy gym with Ate Kristy Magsangcay, Bong and Ate Angie. 🙂
And it was ate Kath’s turn to go home. 😦 I wasn’t that sad about it though because my mass schedules diverted my attention. It’s weird because “we” locked eyes again. I felt different. Is it possible that I am starting to like that GUY as well? (there’s no way I’m divulging any secret here, lol). What truly made my day, however, was the Eval result from San Pedro College where I first taught.
Debates in the morning with my 7:40 class and Fishbowl activity with my 4:10 sked students today. Does the feeling of inadequacy fill you at times? Today, I believed I just rattled on comments which I didn’t even mean. Congratulate me for not giving strictures today though. That’s an achievement! I wasn’t satisfied for, one, arguments posited by students weren’t that moot and convincing and two, I believed I wasn’t helping them out. Geez! Was I even able to teach them something??!! The fishbowl activity wasn’t also that engaging. And it’s for the same reasons. I wanted to point out their fluffs but I just couldn’t. Maybe I was or still am afraid of hurting a person again with my contemptuous insults. Then, it slowly occured to me how my past continues to haunt, taunt and daunt me that indubitably is the main reason for my debilitating grit. But (d****) it’s not going any farther. It’s not going to end like this. Neveeer! So past, please???
I admit it, I ditched my exercise routine for four days. :O That’s one of two consequences I hate whenever I go back home. Tsk! Yet, here I am now, forcing myself to walk though frazzled by my 4-hour sleep. I just lazed the whole day and capped it off (aside from praying and meditating) by watching “Monte Carlo” again. I think I’ve watched this movie for nth time already. Whenever the peevish me kicks in, I resort to viewing this film. Who wouldn’t love imagining one’s self standing in the Eiffel tower? Duh!
Reading this for my mass sked was hard and I don’t know why. The name’s probably or perhaps my voice and other sPeech mechanisms were just to weary for my voice acting auditions. Finally, I signed up for a premium lite account today at voices.com and recorded in a studio for my first auditions. The demos didn’t turn out to be good. (Sayang 500 ba!)
Davao bound with brother. Time to face reality again! And one good news: I was excused from the LCM meeting and was still given mass sked readings for July. Wohooo!
1:00 pm (Lunch at Casa Ramona with mama and John. Found out that my bro’s serious with Princess, our other househelp. It’s like a teleserye lovestory, you know. Ahem! I am not against it though for I see several positive changes in my brother.) 2:30 pm (Movie date with sister. Movie: The Fault in Our Stars. It’s Weird coz I wasn’t moved by the plot at all. Hmmmm???) 4:30 pm ( Got my eyebrows trimmed) 5:00 pm ( Had my Jollibee champ burger!!!) I miss this kind of life!
Only watched movies today at home. I was touched by the story of the survivor in the documentary: One Survivor Remembers. It’s about her experiences during the Nazi’s rule over Poland. In the evening, I set up my voices profile page and soundcloud area to prepare for my voice acting endeavour. Fingers crossed!!! (sorry for *again* the fast recounting of events)
As usual, we got it fixed again and so I ended being cuddled by my sister. Today’s independence day and Sta. Ana parish PCLM’s outing!!! The resort (Olaer) was not at all inviting. In fact, it appears squalid due to the fallen leaves from the trees that surrounded the spring resort. But it didn’t bother me at all! It’s the presence, the event and the people that truly mattered anyway. Usually, dressing up after a swim frazzles me but today, it didn’t. It was just fun washing up with three to four girls under a shower and only wearing *you know* in front of women who were completely undazzled by the scene. Tata (my other maid) and I stayed and enjoyed the oreo coffee and choco muffins in a certain cafe at Robinson’s after the outing.