Monday, February 8, 2016

Learning Curve

"Choose a job you love, and you will never work a day in your life."

After a year of absence, I now know that this job is my calling. It can get stressful half the time but seeing these kids have fun makes it all worth it. 
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And I think this quote applies to students too. It's a challenge for us teachers to make the subject fun, but when we do succeed, the kids start to love it. And when they love it, the become more eager and driven, and they go at it no matter how challenging or stressful things get. And I think that's when they start learning.

This past week, I saw my students have fun. They had a hard time, sure, particularly the Exhibit class with all the snags and delays, but they were driven and excited. There's something about seeing your students excited about a project. Nakakatuwa, nakakainspire. I may just do this poreber. :))

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Believe Me When I Tell You


Why? Two reasons - they create beautiful music that hits me right in the feels (as they say nowadays), and they are the reason I have Kaze. I am so happy they're back. But even with their new songs and new sound, this one is still my favorite.

They recently performed an acoustic version of this song in one of their recent London gigs.

I am falling in love all over again. Just in time for February. :))

Tuesday, February 2, 2016


This is probably my 4th attempt in actually starting this post. Fell asleep the first three. LOL.

So I'm feeling a whole lot better than yesterday. Still in a weird funk and this time, It comes with shortness of breath. I think I'm having an attack. Hmm, maybe it's the meds that's making me so lethargic and sleepy.

I have this friend who owns a chocolate cafe, and she and her sister would always ask me first if I'd gotten any sleep whenever I try to order anything that has coffee. It's funny and cute and sweet in a way that these people are concerned with my sleeping patterns. So if ever you two come across this blog and this post, it's two in the morning and I'm just finishing this one up and I promise to go to bed as soon as this is published. :D (Nagreport. Haha.)

I have always been nocturnal. Concentration and focus comes so easily when everyone is asleep and the only thing I can hear would be the tapping of the keyboard, or the clicking of the mouse (or the squeaking of an actual mouse, but that's a story for next time), or music, or my voice inside my head. I tend to be more productive and creative. Sometimes, even after being awake for three days (with maybe one or two hours of power naps and copious amounts of caffeine in my system), I can still feel like I can take over the world at night.

But when I crash, I crash badly. Now I'm sick. I can't complain, though. Ginusto ko to. LOL.

The good thing about having a fucked-up body clock is that I rarely get to dream. It's been a while since I had a dream I can actually remember, and having no dreams can at least lessen my confusion/frustration/tendency to over think.

And I should stop before I start rambling again. LOL.

Monday, February 1, 2016

Stress Drilon

I mentioned to a friend earlier today that I think I am destined to be stressed forever. Just when I thought things were starting to pick up, something throws a wrench in the works and I go back to being a huge mess. 

Just to give you an insight as to why I'm posting emo shit like this, something happened today that basically inconvenience some members of my family and I can't help but think/feel that it's my fault and it's eating me. Yes, it's vague, but I do not want to go into details. Pa-mysterious, ganern. Or not.

I am going crazy.

Work, food and friends managed to distract me but my thoughts keep drifting back and I feel detached from everything. Which makes me feel worse than I already do.

Feelings like these make me wish I'm a potato. So I can just potate and not write stuff like this at 5am.

I shouldn't have had that cup of coffee (Kopiko Blanca. Effective, in fairness).

Sunday, January 31, 2016


I really don't know where to begin.

Hello, blog. It's been a while.

Okay, that was pathetic.

I miss those days when I had words. When I didn't care what I wrote, as long as I wrote. No apprehensions, no fear. Just me, my brain, and my fingers dancing over the keyboard.

Yep. I miss that.

I don't remember when I stopped. I used to be able to just write about my day, no matter how happy, crappy or weird it was. Now I can't even use up 140 characters.

Maybe it's because of micro-blogging. Or maybe I'm just tired of all the bullshit that words escape me.

Inhale. Exhale. I'm going to bed. Maybe the words will come back tomorrow.