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Wisps of Nostalgia ♡
Catching up on Diary High school Thomasian Life
Thomasian spirit! :)

Credits: @margefoz (FOZtography) (at University of Santo Tomas)

Thomasian spirit! :)

Credits: @margefoz (FOZtography) (at University of Santo Tomas)

When we are together, I want all of you. The fullness of you. I want to experience you. Truly experience you.
-Renee Robinson ; A Letter To My Boys (The Real Reason I Say No To Electronics)
Vanity»> School works AKA Home “delights” according to Ma’am Beltran

Vanity»> School works AKA Home “delights” according to Ma’am Beltran

It has been two weeks since I last logged in on Tumblr. So,  just to summarize, the past two weeks have been a taste of hell.

Almost every day of these two weeks were spent doing various school works and group performance tasks. My body’s so messed up and this weekend (07/09-10/14) was the only one where I had actual sleep at hand. I had to:

06/31/14

  • Make a curriculum for Robert in SPED7
  • Prepare for FIL3 Performance Task
  • Review for EdTech Summative Test
  • Review for SPED3 Summative Test

07/02-03/14
  • ASSURE Model for EdTech (Wherein I made instructional materials and gave a mini lecture to my sister)
  • Design & fix my portfolioS
  • Find BIR Form 1700
  • Define terms given for ETAR
  • Review for ETAR Summative Test
  • Review for SPED4 Summative Test
  • Review for PSY 1 Recitation
  • Prepare Role Play for SPED3

TAPOS YUNG SCRIPT PA SA FIL3 KAY MA’AM GUALVEZ HUHUHUHU

It may not look as tiring as it seems but between a fully loaded schedule plus commuting from QC-Manlia everyday, it’s really becoming hard to manage. :(

Aside from these, since I’m also the block president, I have to attend to other matters involving the class.

  • Conduct elections for GuTS Representative
  • Attend central board meetings
  • Facilitate the Tulong Tayo, Tomasino donations for those affected by Typhoon Glenda
  • Follow up with other class issues I’m not specifying here.

I’m so tired and I couldn’t accept the fact that it has only been a month since this academic year started. I really abhor this new curriculum in our college. OBE is f*c*ing everything up.

Stressed »> Tres na lang I guess.

I don’t want to merely survive, I want to thrive in this life with you.
-Renee Robinson ; A Letter To My Boys (The Real Reason I Say No To Electronics)

Minsan nahihirapan ako kapag may nakikita akong grammatical errors sa dashboard, newsfeed, or Instagram/Twitter feed ko.

I really have this urge to comment/tweet the corrent usage not to embarass them butto practice the correct usage. Ayaw ko na rin naman kasi na hinahayaang mali-mali yung pinopost ng mga tao at para matuto sila.

Nerdy.

*But do pardon me if I commit some errors here, I really really make a lot of typo-errors kasi e.

My first sleepover after 17 years of existence. Hoorayyy! :> (08/07-08/14) (at Project 8 Quezon City)

My first sleepover after 17 years of existence. Hoorayyy! :> (08/07-08/14) (at Project 8 Quezon City)

Social Awkwardness

Dear you,

I saw my old class pictures. Like class pictures from way back elementary days. The years where I first transferred to my high school. I saw my guy bestfriend who back then I never would have guessed that he will be. I saw some of my former “best friends.”

It just sucks reminiscing how gullible I was back then. I used to do everything just to please my “friends.” I even kneeled in front of my supposedly “best girl best friend” for Pete’s sake. It was just sad how I was always the awkward nerd at the back who didn’t know how to fit in. Was kind of bullied and got frequent hair cuts that were made het hair too short to boost her self esteem.

Guess this is why I’ve never been the ice-breaker and why I’m so scared when meeting new people.

Reminiscing my sucky elementary days,
Yel

*6/25/14: Please do keep in mind that this post is months old. I am just transferring in from my other blog to here because I will be deleting the other one.

Because sooner or later, we’ll wonder why we gave up.
-Almost Is Never Enough (Ariana Grande)
Achievement Unlocked: First sleepover!

What’s up Yamina, Margot, & Marge! *Insert Sam here* :D

Achievement Unlocked: First sleepover!

What’s up Yamina, Margot, & Marge! *Insert Sam here* :D

I can’t believe I’m saying this but I’m going to miss having a Math course. You see,  I am a Special Education Major and we only have Basic Math and College Algebra and that’s it. No more Math. Ever. :(

Self Fact: I actually like Math but I’m not entirely good at it.

I just wanted to get that statement out of my chest since everyone’s like, “Yayyyyy! No more Math forevs! Woop!” I want to tweet so badly that I’m gping to miss Math even though a part of it gave me headaches in the past. Yes, I blame you Statistics and Analytic Geometry.

At least on Tumblr I can scream I’M A MATH GEEK AND I’M PROUD. <3

*6/27/14: Please do understand that this post is already months old. I’m just transferring this from my anonymous account since I will be deleting that.

Maybe we weren’t just right?
-Almost Is Never Enough (Ariana Grande)

My The One That Got Away

My The One That Got Away

As I was scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed, I stumbled upon this status by my old schoolmate who happens to be a few batches ahead of me and is now studying @ UPD.

This triggered so much feels that I’ve had of not being able to be allowed to study in the University of the Philippines despite all the reassurances I offered my parents. It’s an agony that I can’t seem to shake off even though the University of Santo Tomas gave me a great whole school year as a welcome experience for me in college.

Not that I do not love my Alma Mater (UST) but I guess UP will always be my “The One That Got Away” and it sucks that simple matters bring up a lot of the What ifs that I’ve been trying to move on from. :(

Nonetheless I am and forever will be, a proud Thomasian at heart.But I guess I will also be a self-proclaimed Iskolar ng Bayan too.

*No hate please. :( I love UST with all my heart.

*6/27/14: Please do understand that this post is already months old. I’m just transferring this from my anonymous account since I will be deleting that.

It’s such a nostalgic night feeling seeing my old Alma Mater and my friends who have just graduated as I scroll down my Facebook and Twitter feeds. I miss high school so much. I miss my friends, my teachers, the administrators, and the janitors, I miss my friends and all the activities. I SOMEHOW EVEN MISS THE STRESS Of HIGH SCHOOL. :(

Tapos my old seatmates are spreading shenanigans all over my timeline. It’s annoying and funny and sad at the same time. I miss them. :(

Valentine’s 2014

The closest I’ll ever get to “Sparks on Valentine’s” will be while I was on the bus on my way home. For some insane reason the traffic was just outrageous! My ride took about 2.5-3 hours from Manila to QC. Here’s the catch, I rode a bus that was almost full. In other words, I need to stand up and hold on or else I fall and look stupid.

We just passed the Welcome Rotunda (I think?) and while I was busy concentrating on not falling someone tapped my shoulder. Though hesitant, I looked back only to see this guy from another university offering me his seat.

Not wanting to leave him hanging I accepted his offer. That’s when the weird feeling of guilt and pity came in. We haven’t even got that far and yet the bus was so freaking crowded and the vehicles were moving at a snail’s pace.

The guy that offered me his seat was fine at first until the traffic jam got insanely unbearable that it vehicles were almost at a stop most of the time. The guy was standing beside me the whole time and he started cracking his knuckles and it made me feel guilty for taking the seat and relaxing while he’s beside me getting sore and squished. :(

An hour or more passed, he started massaging his arm muscles that were getting sore and started sighing. Even with earphones on I could see, hear, and feel his pain. It took about 15-20 minutes for me to muster up some courage but when I did I really asked him where his stop was.I felt even guiltier after knowing that his stop was almost as far as mine. Adding it to the fact that my seat was the second seat he gave upwhen he could’ve just took it and slept the whole ride.

     ”Gusto mo ba muna maupo Kuya?”

     He smiled. “‘Di! Sige. Okay lang.”

He sat for less than 20 or even less than 15 minutes I think. :(

I wanted to greet him Happy Valentine’s and tell him that I’m really grateful for the seat but he was wearing his earphones on the way out.

Well, that’s the closest to a date or a boyfriend that I could ever get. I’m such a loser. Ha-ha.

*6/27/14: Please do understand that this post is already months old. I’m just transferring this from my anonymous account since I will be deleting that.

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vitanica