highly in-demand

Here’s a pictorial account of some things that kept me occupied during the hiatus of my blogging.

There was the IT Week which I emceed thrice in the span of the 5-day event. First was the opening program, then the IT Quizzes held the next day which, I must say was the most demanding part since separate quiz sets were held for every year level. And since I belong to the seniors, I was quizmaster for the other 3 levels and that meant reading set of 25 questions per year level, twice.

Our instructors mandated our participation in the quizzes so somebody else had to be quizmaster while I competed in the senior category where eventually I was winner with 2-question lead. Considering that two of my classmates were the official quizzers who represent our school in regional competitions, it’s quite a surprise that I won! Must be my lucky day; the cash prize was 300% ROI for my registration fee.

Part of celebration of our school’s Founding Anniversary which coincided with the IT Week was a seminar for graduating students. It featured talks on preparing a résumé, handling job interviews and work ethics. Again, I was emcee.





























































And in the afternoon of the same day was the closing and awarding program of the IT Week. That explains why I’m wearing the same thing minus the jacket.




















































































I don’t know why they do not seem to get tired of me as program host. I’m highly in-demand. Hope I become ‘highest paid‘ too.

perfect time

Finally, our colleague and friend Dorothy marries her prince.

Time indeed was fast. Gone are the days when she could only joke that everything is ready for her wedding – everything but a groom. As well as the many times she had been the subject of ridicule of some officemates for being left behind in the race to finding a partner. Now, she could be proud she’d made it.

What I know about their love story is certainly just a tad of the whole thing nonetheless I feel privileged to have been entrusted with such fragments which Doth would usually share over breakfast. She used to be very private with her affairs so when she started sharing things about Pete when their relationship was in its early stage, I can tell it is love actually.

I just can’t refuse to be part of the action when Jing told me they were arranging a bridal shower. I was the emcee/facilitator of the rather wholesome (the groom was there to attest) shower which was mainly dinner with games and well-wishes attended by close friends.

The wedding was held in the bride’s hometown situated about 2 hours away from our city so we had to travel and spend the night there before the big day.

The bride started her day early and happy; truly she was most beautiful. It was wish-come-true that her bridal bouquet was made of yellow tulips – something she had fancied long before she even met Pete.

Here are some funny facts I recall on the wedding day:

• The priest did the ceremonies quite differently and forgot to prompt the couple to kiss. The couple only kissed when the photographer had to capture the moment. By that time, the wedding proper was over and the priest was out of the chapel.

• During the ceremonies, the priest ordered the couple to bow their heads for a prayer. But to translate word for word in Filipino, the order ‘bow your heads’ would come first before to whom it was addressed (‘the couple’). As a result, the assembly bowed upon ordered and undid the action when ‘the couple’ was mentioned. Wide grins followed.

• In the reception, the bride’s mom had mentioned in her privilege message that “should you (the groom) only hurt our daughter, you better return her to us.” When it was the turn of the groom’s clan, Pete’s uncle in behalf of his father used the same words about returning the groom.

Finally, Doth has someone to start her day with by having breakfast together. She’ll now be celebrating her birthdays with a family of her own and somebody else shall give her yellow flowers. Indeed, her dance to the beat of Beyonce’s “Single Ladies” has been replaced with her wedding march – “Perfect Time”, finally.

fortunately for me

YEESSSS! I got a perfect score for pre-final exams in Discrete Math. And it was also the first time I had finished an exam in that class before time was up.

A couple of nights before we got the results, I had a bad dream. I dreamt that I only got one item correctly. So when reality proved otherwise, I was actually more relieved than overjoyed about it. I muttered a brief prayer of thanks.

For few friends however, the day hadn’t been as good. One lost her wallet which contains an ATM card, a ring, and cash amounting 15,000 pesos. Worse, her camera phone was also missing; all these she was quite sure were in her bag. With her awful dismay she wished she rather lost the whole bag than find its zipper broken which only confirmed that the items were stolen – in the computer laboratory. I’ve learned that later on, the wallet was found in the ladies’ room, empty.

For two other classmates, misfortune was when their capstone project was deemed not feasible for implementation after the academic website (suddenly) integrated a feature that’s similar to the system they’re proposing. As a result, they have to come up with another project which would not have been as disheartening if they aren’t aiming to graduate next month. My, I feel sad for them. Why wouldn’t the panel consider the fact that these students has been working hard on their proposal for the whole semester already while the subject functionality was “coincidentally” integrated to the school’s website just a few days ago? Is it to be charged against them if they weren’t informed that the school has been working on a similar system already? Could we regard it as mere coincidence that the school’s developer uploaded a similar system few days before our classmates were scheduled to defend their project when from the very beginning, the developer served as their contact person on the ways and means of the system? We wish our assumptions are wrong…

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Disclaimer: This post contains adult theme. If you find such offensive, do not read any further.


School was dragging. We were left alone to work on an exercise but the computer I was using won’t cooperate. My frustration’s worsening. I muttered, “This is so boring, I’d rather have sex”. Some classmates overheard and no sooner it was literally the talk of the class.

These (some) other versions were later concocted by my fans err… classmates:

“It’s so difficult, I’d rather have s**”

“Read about our report ok?” “Ugh! I’d rather have s**”

“We might be late. We better have s**”