Monthly Archives: July 2010

be good

it was supposed to be a quick trip to ateneo’s xavier hall to pay for (yet another) transcript request. it was also days after i found out that rizal library already had its dress code in place, thus my being powerless to access its multimedia area due to my comfy Crocs. boo-hoo. the silver lining behind these little mishaps is my bumping into one of my favorite teachers, ma’am rica bolipata-santos. yesterday, after getting off at the entryway of gonzaga hall, i visited the chapel and made my way towards xavier hall. after passing by berchmans, i spotted a familiar lady! we hugged, and i will never forget the first thing she said to me: it’s nice to hug someone who’s as tall as i am. haha! i walked her towards ctc building, and typical ma’am rica, she was being greeted by students and alumni alike, hugging a petite girl and complimenting another, and mildly scolding a male senior for not keeping his word. when we parted ways, she called out her signature daily adieu to all her students: “be good!” i felt i was a freshman again, wide eyed and eager, looking up to her and feeling my spirit glow with those two words. now, that remark has a slight difference for me. i believe her “be good” is not just a two-word phrase, but the tail end of a longer statement: “i want you to be good” or “i believe you are good” or “i have faith you will be good.”

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thoughts in between text stars

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i am so giddy happy after stumbling into eileen tabios’ blog. *wide grin switching to a starstruck, bashful lip lilt

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it’s almost a weekly thing — our mah jong playing — and i’ve noticed my pattern: two wins out of every game that consists of an average of 20 to 30 rounds. i know, how pathetic. but you can’t entirely blame me. my inability to strategize springs from my OC mode — once I have a formation out of a rack, i stick to it to the end. i have to. in short, i get fixated.

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i posted my toy story 3 review on my other blog praising the dark horse of the movie. hee.

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my last song syndrome is very beautiful: collide by dishwalla. oh, how riveting and true.

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