Things have become rocky over the past days. Now that I'm done with my Master's thesis, I am free from all the stressful nights of studying. Apparently, as it turns out, I've not yet escaped the rigors of composing a research proposal in mind. That's because I'm planning to take my PhD in 2012. As a requirement, I am to submit a proposal.
But of course, life is not only about drowning yourself with a pile of books and burning the midnight oil. Thanks to more free time, I can reflect on which direction I would like to bring my life in 2012. Love life? Career change? Travels?
I love music. I appreciate any kind of musical genre ranging from pop, classical, techno, and even some ear-splitting rock pieces. While there may be variety in forms and melodies, music is simply a food for the soul.
Apparently, over the past months, I kept on hearing a song here in Brunei which I find funny, weird and scary. The song has been playing over the radio, in the morning, afternoon, and even at night. With that, I really can't help but notice it. So with so much curiosity, I searched the song in Youtube.
Last Sunday, I attended the 7th Birthday celebration of Roj, the son my friends, Dr. Rommel Curaming and Ms. Lea. The celebration was held at Pangsa Mar'azmala, where the Curaming family resides. Yours truly hosted the event.
There is something special about attending or hosting a children's party. Not only it reminds me how I celebrated my birthday when I was growing up. It also allows me to be a kid, once again. Yes, that's because of the wide-array of games that one could enjoy in participating. But since I was the host of the event, I set the party on fire!
Gooooosebumps! Congratulations to UP Pep Squad for winning the 2011 UAAP Cheerdance Competition. Mula beauty pageant hanggang sa cheerdance competition, UP shines! Mabuhay ang mga iskolar ng bayan. I'm so proud to be a UP graduate!
Last night, my friend, Senor Pablo, who I met in my event launch of Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf at Times Square, invited me to come over to their Open house. As you all know, an Open House is an Eid Celebration wherein Muslims invite relatives, friends, neighbors and acquaintances to dine at their house. Traditionally, guest come over wearing their baju kurung (For Female) and baju melayu (For Male). But for non-Muslims, wearing a comfortable clothing (insert: wholesome) is recommended.
Wanna know the interesting food that I really enjoyed that night and the friend I met? Read on.
Kailangan ay nakasulat sa Filipino ang entry na ito at baka mabasa ng mga dayuhang di dapat makabasa. Pasintabi sa mga nagwiwika sa harap ng pulong na parang lasing. Mabuti pa ang lasenggero sa kanto, may lalim ang pananalita.
Another weird TV commercial from Andoks. Watch na, now na! Hindi ko alam kung gugustuhin mo pang kumain ng Andoks after watching this ad. Or perhaps, pinaglalaruan lang ang ating imahinasyon through exaggeration in advertising.
Ang kuwentong ito na isinulat ko ay hango sa konsepto ng pagtugon sa pangangailangan mula sa pisikal at pinansyal na aspeto. Gaya ng paghahanda sa pagbuhos ng ulan, bawat indibidwal ay gumagawa ng paraan upang mamuhay at makapaghanda sa oras ng kagipitan. At ang pagtugon ay hindi simple. Madalas, kompleks ito at kakila-kilabot. Tara's saksihan ang kuwentong pinamagatang 70,000!
There is no denying that time flies really fast. At this time of last year, I was juggling two of Master’s classes, my work and my social life. Now, unimaginably, I’m already done with my masters or graduate studies. With hardwork and premium dedication, I finished my research with a heart warming feedback from my adviser.
Now that I’m done with graduate studies, I can’t help but contemplate on where should I bring the skills that I’ve acquired from a 2-year and a half of specialization. In my mind, with a degree in Development Communication, I am thinking of venturing into career options that enable the application of skills and new knowledge. On top of my list is teaching in a University or work in United Nations or any International Organization.
Setting aside my serious side and before I jump into taking a PhD, I reflected on the past years of sleepless nights in graduate school and I came up with the TOP 10 jobs which I’d possibly love to do if I am not an advertising copywriter, or would become a future Professor or communication specialist.
Just when I thought that my days would drown in a monotonous and dragging phase, a special surprise knocks in my door. Just last week, Kuya Lito, my choirmate in COLA Church, asked me if I can join another chorale group. This time, the group is composed mostly of expats,who are trained in chorale performances. Interestingly, the group is known for their performances every year; they do concerts, twice a year!
Without hesitation, and since I wanted to try something different that would increase my skills in singing, I said yes to Kuya Lito. And just last night, I attended the practice.
Wanna know more about my new musical adventure which you can experience and enjoy, soooon? Read on.
It has been a tradition during the Hari Raya festivities for Muslims to invite their relatives, friends, colleagues and even neighborz to their "Open House." An Open House is similar to a house party wherein invited guests can come, eat and share the merriment of the host family. Believe it or not, most guests visit more than one Open house in a day.
As of writing, most of my friends right now are enjoying the different and even ostentatious feast of the Muslim population. Apparently, on my side, I haven't experienced any Open House. First, I don't get invites from Muslim friends because I have few Muslim acquaintances. In our company alone, we only have one Muslim staff. And for that Muslim officemate of mine, he opts to do Open House only for their family and close relatives. On one hand, since I seldom stay in the staff house, I don't get to meet the Muslim family around. Despite this one time when my father met our neighbor, the relationship was not sustained for I really don't go out of my crib. Hence, with my exposure to the people around and the situation I'm in, I don't get invites in an Open House.
Luckily, I got one unique invitation. It is the kind of invitation that surprised me, despite the heads up on a scrumptious meal.