Stargazing
Ever noticed I use the pseudonym (or whatever term is applicable) Stargazer alot? My blog is Stargazerspoint, my multiply is stargazersplace, my ym id is stargazer_xv and if you knew, most user names I use over the internet is Stargazer or something of the like. If you saw a player in an internet game with the user name Stargazer, chances are its me (of course there's a bigger chance that it's not).
Last April 21 I saw this exceptionally bright star under the moon. And to my frustration I can't look at it clearly or find out what it really is. I only had binoculars - damn good ones though, could see craters on the moon - but it still only looked like one big bright blur. Then I remembered that that night was the annual meteor shower that I've been trying to catch for the past couple of years, and sad to say, I have to wait another year to have the chance to catch it again.
That's why its become my mission to get me a telescope. No more noob stargazing with binoculars. Its time to become an amateur hobbyist stargazer.A telescope soon (timetable is set at before I turn 20) - I'll buy it with my savings, first job paycheck, cash I get somehow, through ebay, even if I have to make one myself. But through whatever way I'll have to get it somehow. It's more important than buying a car
I love to look at the stars. I love the way the night sky looks. i can't describe the feeling. It's peaceful, serene, perfectly calm and silent. The darkness just kind of sucks in all my emotions and leaves me in a tranquil state. Not to mention that the night sky is utterly beautiful and infinitely romantic. The stars look like diamonds up in the sky, and as cliche as it sounds there's no better way to describe them. And it's sad that only few people can admire them as they are, and only few people can ever truly see them. Its because lights from the city drown the starlight out from the skies and air pollution fouls up the air that you can't see them anymore.
And this is why I'm an environmentalist
The stars are more than just distant lights. They symbolize something more, an impossible goal, a romantic dream, distant guides; only to be admired, forever out of reach. Thats why I love looking at the stars, and that's why I 'm a stargazer.
Cheesy, isn't it? :p
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Summer Sucks
Summer officially sucks. Yesterday I only got to enroll in my Math class and nothing else[PS: Summer enrollment procedure blows]. I didn't get the foreign language class I planned to take and that just made me guiltier for wasting tuition cash for 1 class. Now I'm supposed to go to a 1 and a half hour class at 7:30 in the morning everyday from Monday for to Friday for the next 6 weeks. Thats fare money being spent to go to school and back for one class. Disproportionate spending of cash for 1 stupid subject I tell you.
I just hate it when my plans go to hell. Its an annoying feeling. Its a feeling that everything is ruined. I dunno, I hate the feeling when i don't control the situation, especially one that I planned myself. I have my own way of planning things, and if all goes to plan it's like a well-executed military campaign. And you know whats its like when a military battle goes awry...people become pissed.
Last time one of my plans fell apart this frustratingly was last December and I hated it. Now my mid-term college life planning gets screwed up because of registration procedures. *Sigh*........... anyway, there's only one thing to do wen one's plans fall apart. Take a deep breath, and plan again accordingly.
By the way, the Monday registration thing for my job was clarified and it seems we'll take a different one, which means I don't have to miss first day of summer class. oh great, uninterrupted Math. Whoop dee dee. [/sarcastic]
Summer officially sucks. Yesterday I only got to enroll in my Math class and nothing else[PS: Summer enrollment procedure blows]. I didn't get the foreign language class I planned to take and that just made me guiltier for wasting tuition cash for 1 class. Now I'm supposed to go to a 1 and a half hour class at 7:30 in the morning everyday from Monday for to Friday for the next 6 weeks. Thats fare money being spent to go to school and back for one class. Disproportionate spending of cash for 1 stupid subject I tell you.
I just hate it when my plans go to hell. Its an annoying feeling. Its a feeling that everything is ruined. I dunno, I hate the feeling when i don't control the situation, especially one that I planned myself. I have my own way of planning things, and if all goes to plan it's like a well-executed military campaign. And you know whats its like when a military battle goes awry...people become pissed.
Last time one of my plans fell apart this frustratingly was last December and I hated it. Now my mid-term college life planning gets screwed up because of registration procedures. *Sigh*........... anyway, there's only one thing to do wen one's plans fall apart. Take a deep breath, and plan again accordingly.
By the way, the Monday registration thing for my job was clarified and it seems we'll take a different one, which means I don't have to miss first day of summer class. oh great, uninterrupted Math. Whoop dee dee. [/sarcastic]
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Beating the Summer Heat
Every night for the past two weeks I would stay up till past midnight, listening to slow songs on Myx. And every night before I sleep I lay with my eyes open in the dark and look out my window, gazing at the stars and thinking how beautiful the moon is at this hour and how few people know it. And its at these times that I realize that…
GAWD!!! I’M SO EMO!!!
Maybe its just boredom that drives me to think this way. Hell, it’s been almost a month since I last posted anything. For some reason when I’m bored I get lazier and therefore since I don’t do anything I just get more bored. I’m already excited to go to summer class.
Couple weeks ago I received an email about a summer interview job from DevSoc. For those of you who don’t know DevSoc stands for Development Society, my home org and the job is surveying stint for Canadian International Development Agency Pearl-2 Project. Curious and motivated by the perks (cash, being able to put ‘researcher of the Canadian International Development Agency Pearl-2 Project’ In my resume eventually, workshop training. this counting as OJT hours and the satisfaction of getting my first summer job) I inquired and ultimately applied. Arwin said he was also interested but I don’t know if he applied too.
This is a great opportunity for a new experience but my concern is that I’m also gonna be taking summer classes. Of course academics have to come first (can’t believe I just said that) and this might interfere or worse have clashing schedules. I was reassured that it won’t, well, actually told we will be the ones who will make it work. They say that the project will only go through if they get at least ten participants, meaning ten survey subjects per surveyor at the most. They also said we will be the ones who will manage how we will conduct the interview and that we will be trained on how do it. Given that, I decided to apply, and waited if it will indeed push through or not.
And you know what, it did. I received a text yesterday saying that the orientation will be on Monday in Makati. I was excited because I was accepted but quickly became apprehensive. It was at 8 AM, on Monday, the first day of summer class. I’ll have to miss my first day of classes if I will attend the orientation. I hoped this was a one-time clash of schedules thing, because if this was only a foreshadowing of things to come then I’ll have to put my studies as a priority. Or at the very least be stressed out making this work without affecting my grades.
I guess I’ll attend the orientation. I’m hoping it will end early and I’ll be able to run back to Ateneo for my classes, depending on what schedule I get. Well, here’s to beating the summer boredom with a stress stick.
Every night for the past two weeks I would stay up till past midnight, listening to slow songs on Myx. And every night before I sleep I lay with my eyes open in the dark and look out my window, gazing at the stars and thinking how beautiful the moon is at this hour and how few people know it. And its at these times that I realize that…
GAWD!!! I’M SO EMO!!!
Maybe its just boredom that drives me to think this way. Hell, it’s been almost a month since I last posted anything. For some reason when I’m bored I get lazier and therefore since I don’t do anything I just get more bored. I’m already excited to go to summer class.
Couple weeks ago I received an email about a summer interview job from DevSoc. For those of you who don’t know DevSoc stands for Development Society, my home org and the job is surveying stint for Canadian International Development Agency Pearl-2 Project. Curious and motivated by the perks (cash, being able to put ‘researcher of the Canadian International Development Agency Pearl-2 Project’ In my resume eventually, workshop training. this counting as OJT hours and the satisfaction of getting my first summer job) I inquired and ultimately applied. Arwin said he was also interested but I don’t know if he applied too.
This is a great opportunity for a new experience but my concern is that I’m also gonna be taking summer classes. Of course academics have to come first (can’t believe I just said that) and this might interfere or worse have clashing schedules. I was reassured that it won’t, well, actually told we will be the ones who will make it work. They say that the project will only go through if they get at least ten participants, meaning ten survey subjects per surveyor at the most. They also said we will be the ones who will manage how we will conduct the interview and that we will be trained on how do it. Given that, I decided to apply, and waited if it will indeed push through or not.
And you know what, it did. I received a text yesterday saying that the orientation will be on Monday in Makati. I was excited because I was accepted but quickly became apprehensive. It was at 8 AM, on Monday, the first day of summer class. I’ll have to miss my first day of classes if I will attend the orientation. I hoped this was a one-time clash of schedules thing, because if this was only a foreshadowing of things to come then I’ll have to put my studies as a priority. Or at the very least be stressed out making this work without affecting my grades.
I guess I’ll attend the orientation. I’m hoping it will end early and I’ll be able to run back to Ateneo for my classes, depending on what schedule I get. Well, here’s to beating the summer boredom with a stress stick.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
The Trap of a May Night...
My stressful week has just ended...And left me a cough and a nagging headache. Anyway, with the end of my hell week came our class play - and what an amazing play it was, if I do say so myself.
Well, to be fair I haven't seen other plays made by the other English blocks, but judging by our production, effort and teamwork, I say ours was more than an amateur class production. As Kevin put it, it was like a small event already by an org. In comparison, no high school production I've seen can match what we have put together. Not that I'm being cruel at my alma mater - on the contrary, I love my high school - I'm just saying that what we did was beyond that level.
Okay, so I may be exaggerating quite a bit, but you can't blame me: We've rented 500W halogen floor lamps, fabricated several house design props, transferred a complete sala set's worth of furniture from different houses to Cervini, fixed up the background of the venue, took quite an acting workshop (the main actors at least), produced two sets of tickets, took an effort to provide proper costumes, took ballroom dancing lessons (me included), got a cello-ist and violinist to play, set up a professional lights cue, reserved numerous places in the course of the month for practices and got the help of 3 Tanghalang Ateneo trained people to put our little production together, which, by the way lasted only in a little over 30 minutes.
But the result was spectacular (again, I may be biased. Right, I am biased). I was still a bit doubtful up to the presentation itself, but when it was play time, everything clicked together. I was amazed, I was stunned, I was awestruck. The lighting, the musical background, the acting - oh God the acting. the Actors performed beyond my expectations, and by the look of the audience, beyond theirs as well. It was truly a sign - this is college, and everything is up a notch. I wish some of my other friends could have watched it. Those who I have invited didn't come *sigh*
There was another memorable thing that happened during that Friday. I was asked to look for an amp for our play, and managed to borrow K's, which is in Anna's condo. Skipping unnecessary details, I came to Xanland with a copy of Ann's unit key since she said she might not be there and I could just pick it up myself. Arriving there I decided to ring the bell before trying to use the key. Waited 3 seconds and thought that nobody was there so I tried to open the door. To my surprise, I found it unlocked so I let myself in. Guess Anna was home. The bedroom was closed, and even as I was closing the front door I heard the bedroom door clamoring open. I quickly jumped into the kitchen, thinking I could scare Anna senseless. To my surprise, it wasn't Anna, but some girl I haven't seen in my life.
And the look on her face was priceless!It was pure terror. I was shocked at first but seeing that look just made me smile. Well, I may be cruel now: she was in the condo of her friend all comfortable when she suddenly sees a guy- not at all good-looking- she doesn't know invade what is supposed to be her safe zone. You could imagine what she thought -or felt. She could have thought Stalker, murder, kidnapper, burglar, mugger, and dare I say it, rapist?
Anyway, that shocked gasping look actually got repeated several times since there actually a group of girls inside the bedroom. Sensing it was getting out of hand, and that the girl I scared white may be suffocating already since it already must have been a few good seconds since she got a proper breath of air, I called Anna to finally end their shock. she realized it was me and finally explained to her friends. They were relieved.
Well, most of them anyway. I got the amp and left. Anna said that she herself was scared. Well, again I can't blame her. i am sorry for the girl I scared the bejesus out off. That must have been traumatic. Well, really my fault I guess. I was purposely approaching her while she was gasping her entire lung capacity out repeatedly after I saw that she was shocked and afraid. I was being naughty I guess. *sly smile*Hehe.
PS: When you live in a condo or dorm, don't forget to lock your doors, even when you are inside.
My stressful week has just ended...And left me a cough and a nagging headache. Anyway, with the end of my hell week came our class play - and what an amazing play it was, if I do say so myself.
Well, to be fair I haven't seen other plays made by the other English blocks, but judging by our production, effort and teamwork, I say ours was more than an amateur class production. As Kevin put it, it was like a small event already by an org. In comparison, no high school production I've seen can match what we have put together. Not that I'm being cruel at my alma mater - on the contrary, I love my high school - I'm just saying that what we did was beyond that level.
Okay, so I may be exaggerating quite a bit, but you can't blame me: We've rented 500W halogen floor lamps, fabricated several house design props, transferred a complete sala set's worth of furniture from different houses to Cervini, fixed up the background of the venue, took quite an acting workshop (the main actors at least), produced two sets of tickets, took an effort to provide proper costumes, took ballroom dancing lessons (me included), got a cello-ist and violinist to play, set up a professional lights cue, reserved numerous places in the course of the month for practices and got the help of 3 Tanghalang Ateneo trained people to put our little production together, which, by the way lasted only in a little over 30 minutes.
But the result was spectacular (again, I may be biased. Right, I am biased). I was still a bit doubtful up to the presentation itself, but when it was play time, everything clicked together. I was amazed, I was stunned, I was awestruck. The lighting, the musical background, the acting - oh God the acting. the Actors performed beyond my expectations, and by the look of the audience, beyond theirs as well. It was truly a sign - this is college, and everything is up a notch. I wish some of my other friends could have watched it. Those who I have invited didn't come *sigh*
There was another memorable thing that happened during that Friday. I was asked to look for an amp for our play, and managed to borrow K's, which is in Anna's condo. Skipping unnecessary details, I came to Xanland with a copy of Ann's unit key since she said she might not be there and I could just pick it up myself. Arriving there I decided to ring the bell before trying to use the key. Waited 3 seconds and thought that nobody was there so I tried to open the door. To my surprise, I found it unlocked so I let myself in. Guess Anna was home. The bedroom was closed, and even as I was closing the front door I heard the bedroom door clamoring open. I quickly jumped into the kitchen, thinking I could scare Anna senseless. To my surprise, it wasn't Anna, but some girl I haven't seen in my life.
And the look on her face was priceless!It was pure terror. I was shocked at first but seeing that look just made me smile. Well, I may be cruel now: she was in the condo of her friend all comfortable when she suddenly sees a guy- not at all good-looking- she doesn't know invade what is supposed to be her safe zone. You could imagine what she thought -or felt. She could have thought Stalker, murder, kidnapper, burglar, mugger, and dare I say it, rapist?
Anyway, that shocked gasping look actually got repeated several times since there actually a group of girls inside the bedroom. Sensing it was getting out of hand, and that the girl I scared white may be suffocating already since it already must have been a few good seconds since she got a proper breath of air, I called Anna to finally end their shock. she realized it was me and finally explained to her friends. They were relieved.
Well, most of them anyway. I got the amp and left. Anna said that she herself was scared. Well, again I can't blame her. i am sorry for the girl I scared the bejesus out off. That must have been traumatic. Well, really my fault I guess. I was purposely approaching her while she was gasping her entire lung capacity out repeatedly after I saw that she was shocked and afraid. I was being naughty I guess. *sly smile*Hehe.
PS: When you live in a condo or dorm, don't forget to lock your doors, even when you are inside.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
I've been meaning to post something profound and meaningful, but since I've been bot busy and lazy, I'll just post a couple of things so that my blog won't appear deserted...ooh, tumbleweed..
Literature class has thought me one important thing: If you think you made good poems in highschool when you were going all emo about your love life(this doesn't apply to me though), THINK AGAIN. There is more to it than just chaining a couple of rhyming words and sentimental phrases. Get Pulan as your teacher and you'll know why.
Anywho, here are my cracks on making a "proper" poem as per training in Lit 14:
Riddles of a Thirsty Man
An oasis of a thousand minute fountains
An effervescent lake at eventide
And on its surface a frozen sliver of moonlight
As cold as a dew drop on a blade of grass
As sweet as when your love is in sight
A black sea within a glass you can hold
Whose sweet waters glow red against the light
Oh what refreshing joy it is to have untold
To drink Winter's sable-scarlet nectar on a summers night
If you got the meaning of that I'll give you a cookie :D
___________________________________________________________
Science Transcendent
Why does the World tread the Sun’s path
‘round through day and night?
Or the Moon cling to the Earth’s shadow
in eternal starlight?
Why does the Salmon suffer the frozen rage
unforgiving?
Of the lonely River that runs to the Sea
unending?
What gives Stone the strength to endure
against the endless Time?
Or the Vine to escape the Earthen clutch
and climb?
What sculpts the lowly Carbon, black
and unflattering?
And make a crystal Diamond, brilliant
And glittering?
In God’s wisdom known, what in Man’s hidden;
the Truth in all that has been said before
What Science’ knowledge has yet to prove;
The Universe is bound and swayed by Love
just allusions and metaphorical images.
Blogthings
When bored, answer blogthings! hehe
Brown? No shit
Well, that's all for this time. Still waiting for that profound post...
Literature class has thought me one important thing: If you think you made good poems in highschool when you were going all emo about your love life(this doesn't apply to me though), THINK AGAIN. There is more to it than just chaining a couple of rhyming words and sentimental phrases. Get Pulan as your teacher and you'll know why.
Anywho, here are my cracks on making a "proper" poem as per training in Lit 14:
Riddles of a Thirsty Man
An oasis of a thousand minute fountains
An effervescent lake at eventide
And on its surface a frozen sliver of moonlight
As cold as a dew drop on a blade of grass
As sweet as when your love is in sight
A black sea within a glass you can hold
Whose sweet waters glow red against the light
Oh what refreshing joy it is to have untold
To drink Winter's sable-scarlet nectar on a summers night
If you got the meaning of that I'll give you a cookie :D
___________________________________________________________
Science Transcendent
Why does the World tread the Sun’s path
‘round through day and night?
Or the Moon cling to the Earth’s shadow
in eternal starlight?
Why does the Salmon suffer the frozen rage
unforgiving?
Of the lonely River that runs to the Sea
unending?
What gives Stone the strength to endure
against the endless Time?
Or the Vine to escape the Earthen clutch
and climb?
What sculpts the lowly Carbon, black
and unflattering?
And make a crystal Diamond, brilliant
And glittering?
In God’s wisdom known, what in Man’s hidden;
the Truth in all that has been said before
What Science’ knowledge has yet to prove;
The Universe is bound and swayed by Love
just allusions and metaphorical images.
Blogthings
When bored, answer blogthings! hehe
| Your True Love Is a Taurus |
 Why you'll love a Taurus: Romantic and sentimental, a Taurus can provide you with the security you need. And you both share a fondness for the finest things, from great food to luxury vacations. Why a Taurus will love you: You have the honesty and direct approach that down to earth Taurus desires. And enough elegance to show a Taurus a few new decadent delights! |
| Your Eyes Should Be Brown |
 Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart |
Brown? No shit
| You Are The Fool |
 You are a fascinating person who is way beyond the concerns of this world. Young at heart, you are blissfully unaware of any dangers ahead. You are a true wanderer - it has be difficult finding your place in this world. Full of confidence, you are likely to take a leap of faith. Your fortune: You are about to embark on a new phase in your life. This may mean changing locations, jobs, friends, or love status. You are open about what the future will bring, and free of worry. You have made your peace with fate, and you're ready to start down your new path. |
| Your Brain's Pattern |
 You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy. You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts. People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused. But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination. |
Well, that's all for this time. Still waiting for that profound post...
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