Bad news: starting next month, I’ll have no weekends

It’s official: our first semester in MAPAC is over. For me, it doesn’t necessarily mean to be idle this one-month long break. Now that the break (not a vacation) removes the pressure from studies, I can now shop some books for our project, plan for the next newsletter, train for the basketball tournament, and look for a LET review center. Last Wednesday, I was searching in the internet for nearby review center when I saw Mind Gym. It’s a jackpot since it’s near and not so expensive. I don’t know if their list of topnotchers for promotion looks credible. But anyway, I gave it a shot. I discussed it with my superiors and they approved it. Within two days, I enrolled there. I did it during this afternoon. So, I’m studying in MAPAC during weekdays and on the review center in weekends. That means 7 days a week of studies!

I’m not really bothered with these but what I will miss would be the urban poor kids in our apostolate. Their settlement site looks like our house. And I just blogged about their area being flooded during the typhoon and Ondoy (Ketsana). So another option for me is to to teach in the afternoon shift program students in Marist School. And that means studying in weekend mornings and teaching in the evening. I’ll be needing a lot of siesta in between these busy days. But don’t worry, this blog will not be offline. This is my online journal, right? Because I don’t like writing in notebooks; that’s too girly. And yes, I have machismo issues. I don’t like it it but I have it. That’s Spanish machismo influence still messing up with Filipinos since 1500s. That’s another story. Sorry.

Writing 101 (Day One): It’s worthless; don’t read this


“To get started, let’s loosen up. Let’s unlock the mind. Today, take twenty minutes to free write. And don’t think about what you’ll write. Just write.”

Okay. Now playing. Up Dharma Down playing on the radio (spotify). Indak… I wonder what’s the exact translation of this word in English. I’m typing really slow now… I’ll publish this after some word counts. I’m sorry if I’m erasing the wrong spellings… this is really what’s going on in my mind stream… that sounds like a river. Marikina River? Oh, I hope it’s not overflowing. Continue reading