Polydipsia for L.O.V.E.

I just finished watching the anime series called “chobits “, I’ve heard it before from my high school friend who is so into anime stuff, it was just now that I started watching it and it was really good.

the story goes like this…

Hideki a farm boy goes to tokyo to attend cram school (somewhat like a review center where you have to take classes, in order to take another university exam) and on his stay, finds a thrown persocon (a robot that looks, acts and works like a human, except the emotions and feelings) and brings it home with him. soon he calls it chii, teach her stuff and slowly falls in love with her unknowingly.  Chii on the other hand, was a legendary persocon known as Chobits, with her memories erased by her past owner, she soon figures that deep inside she is looking for her “one and only”. As time went by many things happened that helped them learn more about their feelings for each other at the same time confused hideki and chi about their feelings. In the end the power of love sufficed but…. it would really be great if you can watch it rather than just reading it here. try to find the ending yourself. hahahah

As I was watching, I just noticed that somehow, I am on chii’s shoes when she was still trying to find his “one and only”, and by the time I find him, I will choose the path chii decides to take. As i observe chii’s innocence on certain emotions, it was funny the same time true, ironic as it may seem, people try to define the forsaken word called “love” so easy but they still can’t find it and still can’t be happy. words diminish the real meaning of LOVE that sometimes people take it for granted, but the only thing that I’m certain of is that “love is an enigma”.  The fear of losing someone you love is too painful that sometimes people decide not to fall in love.

lolilala dibedoptada deee!

today I sing the happiest song I made. yeay! the day the first semester of my second year in college ends. wheew!

yesterday…

our professor in health ethics more commonly known as our college dean announced one thing that will forver change our lives… “EXEMPTED NA KAMING LAHAT SA FINALS NIYA!” YAHOO!! how great can that be? dba?! I mean its not everyday that you get to be exmepted lalo na sa finals and sa isang professor that has a VERY high standard. hahah. after class, some of my class mates cried because of the new that spread earlier that week na super nagincrease na yung tuition. another reason was because some were afraid of being told that they didn’t pass the quota grade, so before they get kicked out of the course.. uunahan na nila… haay. I was also kind of scared though, not because I think I won’t make it but because I not scared of the thought that I might not make it. heheh.

3 days ago…

we (my block mates and I) were still struggling for the finals week, though we already had some of our exams in our minor subjects last week, still I find it difficult to store up everything I’ve studied before, like something in my mind tells me “you already know that so what’s the point of reading it again?”. I know, being lazy is one of the unfavorable sin I’ve had so far. another thing is I want to challenge myself and see how much knowledge I’ve gained since the first day of first semester of my second year.

geesh I’m not really in the mood to tell stories right now. I find it hard to gather and place my thought in order that some would understand. I feel like I’m getting worst every single day that I know I’m happy.

growing old with you

what does it feel to promise yourself to someone you can’t live without???

just visited my grandparents yesterday in bataan, damn I missed them so much that I didn’t care if this week is our FINALS. I have always loved listening to my “lolo” and his guerilla moments, the time when he fought against the Japs. he would always share his sacrifices, funny moments and suffering while fighting for freedom. like my lolo, my lola is also a veteran (one of the youngest) and they would tell their amazing stories on how they survived, but of course that time they still don’t know each other, like strangers from two different world. my lolo is older than lola, can’t remember when and where they first met, but I do know that their story is really funny, like it was destiny. so to cut the story short , they got married in a very young age, but until know they still have each other. after loving each other for more than 57 years, 3 sons and 6 grandchildren they are still together.

my lolo is a very funny man, if would get to know him you would die laughing on his silly jokes and it never fails… a very humorous guy. contrary to my lola’s attributes, a strict, proud and patriotic woman with great passion to help people in need. If you’re asking how they get along, don’t ask me, no one knows cause this is always the scenario:

* almost everyday, they would argue about something and not one of them will bring down their pride to give way to the other, but after a couple of minutes, they would act like nothing happened.

* my lolo is a very stubborn man, most often than not, he would do things even if he knows it would have a bad effect on him. my lola on the other hand would constantly tell her not to do those things mainly because he’s old and not as strong as before. again an argument will rise.

* my lolo would always lament on how my lola does not express her feelings anymore, on the other hand my lola will just tell her that he’s being too emotional and that they are too old to be mushy.. haha.. then my lolo would say ” eh ano naman? dahil ba matanda na taoy hindi na tayo pede magmahalan? hahahah…

* and there are more stories to tell which is better if you would hear and see, rather than reading it here.

why am I writing this down?

* I admire my lolo and lola so much that I want to tell the world how great he is, even if this is just a mere post.

* Every time I visit them, I always get this feeling of having hope that someday, I will find my guy and someday I would argue with him like the way my lola verbally fights with my lolo and still be in love with me. hahahaha

* I just think that their story is a great subject to inspire people who is losing hope of growing old with someone.

* nowadays you can barely see old people, holding hands, being mushy and embracing each other. awkward diba? pero come to think of it, does expressing your love has to be defined by age? pag tumanda ka na, does it mean you’re losing the right to tell and express you love for someone?

*I just want to write about something inspiring(?). something not about me and my unfair world.

knowing this things and seeing them together after everything they have been through, I’m starting not to lose hope of finding my own “someone to grow old with”. To My old folks, I hope they live a longer life and love eternally and I hope they stop or if not possible decrease arguing. heheh kahit na they look funny and childish… sabi nga ni achi… “napaka-classic nilang dalawa” parang everyday is another episode of their perpetual love affair.

hell week. part1

(listening to Yo La Tengo)

alas! its all over! the sleepless nights, midnight editing, research paper headache and grinding pressure. I feel like flying with joy and jumping endlessly. talk about hell week. everything had to be rushed and everyone was busy like, tomorrow is the world’s end and every single second counts LITERALLY! this week we had our return demonstration that’s still stuck in my mind and honestly I didn’t get the grade I expected, I thought it was easier than the last one, turns out I’m wrong. now I have to get a High grade in our Final Examination to have salvation and still be able to enroll in the same course next semester.

midnight editing is over. thank God! I edited our video for our case study presentation and hell, was it really hard. I had to cut some scenes, press the space bar a couple of times and put extra thingys just to empress myself and our professor (aka our Dean). ok so maybe its not that nice like those that my brother makes, I had to admit that I’m miles and centuries away from him when it comes to computer stuff and designing. He is one of the few people that inspired me to do things differently from other people, from being unique. hahah ang layo na ng mga pinagsasabi ko. can’t help it, I idolize him too much and whenever we talk about brothers in school , I don’t fail to tell people how great my brother is. ok enough of the “kuya stuff”, back to case study dilemma. earlier this day we presented our case study and although the our Dean did not react so much in our case, I didn’t really care, maybe because I wasn’t aiming for exemption like the other groups (although it would be really great to hear that our group is exempted), all I cared about during our presentation was that, I have to get over this and that time I can almost feel the air of slight freedom. freedom from finishing projects and from the pressure that it gives me.

hell week helped me a lot, it opened my mind into many things and helped me appreciate other people better. this was the time when I felt that all I could do was give up but then just when you’re about to, you remember that many people is depending on you and trusting that you would do great in school. you remember that there are many people waiting for you to give up but you want to show and prove them wrong. I realized that I’m standing at the peak of a very high mountain. I’m looking for the right angle to look for the next place I should go, a mountain that has a more amazing view than the one I have right now. Climbing a mountain is hard but when you get to the top, its all worth it. The pain, the long and trembling experience. I just wanna say that you can’t get a better view of the things around you when you don’t try to climb a mountain.

I have so many things that I want to share but I’m running of out the urge to type. and this is just the first part of my hell week. there is still one week left. another week that I had to get through without regrets.

damn don’t know how to finish my post.