Victory to Sorry
February 10
Very busy day:
I had to cook breakfast for my visitor. I fried boneless bangus and prepared salted eggs with tomatoes as a side dish.
I rushed to school to meet the contingents to San Sebastian College. I had no time to buy my lunch so when I saw Ate Anna, I spooned some of her food. I loved the veggies.
At the contest venue, I was drafting a press release due at 6p.m while watching good and lousy orators. Ada Peñaflor, a sophomore communication major, was chosen as one of the finalists in the Community Chest Foundation’s Oratorical Contest. She bested 13 other participants and would compete on March 3 at the PICC to represent FEU-ORADEC. I am very proud of her and I hope she will win this one. I wrote her oration piece which highlights the need to practice the “principle of conjugality” to stop pornography.
She needs to have a power dress and has to be more certain with her hand gestures. If these cues are enhanced, she will become more persuasive given her very powerful voice and clear diction. She has all the components of a winner.
I encoded the press release on the 1st Tripartite Confluence. It tackled the plans of the administration, top alumni, and current student leaders to improve the image of FEU in the corporate world. As a jumpstart, alumni networking must be enhanced.
I rushed to SM San Lazaro to help my cousin do her shopping using her credit card. It was her first time to use it. Her siblings call her as Dora because she knows every nook of Metro Manila. So I said, “Swiper no swiping, swiper no swiping” to prevent loss of control in card use. We ended the night with a good meal at Rai Rai Ken. I love the lemon grass jelly.
February 11
The third batch of MC0232 speakers impressed me. Preparation and mastery are clichéd but still effective formulae. My students applied what they learned and I hope they would keep it up.
Then I learned more about my student whom I badly wanted to berate one time. She was absent for the midterm examination. I tried to inquire her whereabouts that day but no one from her classmates immediately replied. Then I asked, “Does she have any friend in class?” One said right away with a smirk, “None!” Curiously I replied, “Really?” Then the catalog of reasons:
I learned that she ran away from home because she is not in good terms with her dad. Her dad had contacted some of my female students to encourage her to return home.
I also learned about her rage against her mom for “giving her away.” She used her tuition for this midterm exam and preferred not to take the exams for fear of being turned down by the Profs. Then most of the girls said that no one likes to get along with her because she is a showoff.
Now I completely understand her personal history. Deep inside I want to talk to her and find a way to mend the fences. She needs her dad in order to brave the rain. She needs to go down from her ivory tower and learn the value of social commerce. She will be my challenge.
February 12
After four years I visited my aunt who took care of me when I was in college. She cooked, as always, good lunch – mix of Ilocano, Pampango and Visayan dishes.
It was my first time to see in person my aunt’s five-year-old grandson who is autistic. I am also his godfather. I embraced him tight and his parents took our pictures with the strawberry-choco cream cake I bought for him. Lessons learned and observations made:
1. My cousins accepted his fate only two years ago. For one year, his father did not attend masses. I understand the blow. It is normal. Now I am happy they have fully accepted him and their duty to the boy. His wife is 3-month pregnant. The couple said someone would now take care of Josh if they were gone.
2. Josh needs all the attention. He always stays on the second floor because there are fewer objects to touch. He has his own table where he can put his toys. He has a fixation to tear a paper. He loves Jollibee very much. He knows how to get his portable CR to pee. He must not eat chocolates two days before his therapy because these make him hyper. Etc.
3. He threw to the air his puzzle pieces then picked them up. He drank my Gatorade even if he had his own bottle.
4. I learned that one indicator of an autistic baby is lack of eye contact. I also read some guidelines on taking care. What struck me is the need to give physical prompting if repeated instructions are still disobeyed.
His parents must be patient. I am trying to think God’s plan for giving my cousin this special lovely boy.
I watched Munich when I reached home. No dull moment for an almost 3-hour film. Each plan to kill the Black September terrorists is worth the wait. Of course, I do not glorify violence since it breeds a horrendous cycle of murders. Eric Bana is great. His internal strife seen through his eyes will perhaps make him win a Best Actor.
February 13
I was pissed off that I could not find my E700. I hoped that it was just left home. I was pissed off for being clueless about one document I was asked to submit. I spent 3 hours surfing the net to find a prototype then I submitted my draft. They liked it but I don’t. Hmmm, when actions are only for their sake they really lose meaning.
My throat was painful. It seemed to be a prelude to catching cold. I have to take care of my self. I hope I will still be fine before my dates on February 18 and 19 with friends. I have to visit the spa for a good massage. Oh, I need a spa-mate. I am willing to pay all costs just to avoid boredom while inside the sauna. But I have no choice and turn like a hermit if I cannot lug a friend with me.
Thank God I saw my phone at home.
February 14
I need to attend a benefit concert tonight at the RCBC Plaza and assist the organizer. I hope I can escape it. It is not really my responsibility but it seems so for PR wits. To put it bluntly, I am dateless today but I am not in search of one.
Very busy day:
I had to cook breakfast for my visitor. I fried boneless bangus and prepared salted eggs with tomatoes as a side dish.
I rushed to school to meet the contingents to San Sebastian College. I had no time to buy my lunch so when I saw Ate Anna, I spooned some of her food. I loved the veggies.
At the contest venue, I was drafting a press release due at 6p.m while watching good and lousy orators. Ada Peñaflor, a sophomore communication major, was chosen as one of the finalists in the Community Chest Foundation’s Oratorical Contest. She bested 13 other participants and would compete on March 3 at the PICC to represent FEU-ORADEC. I am very proud of her and I hope she will win this one. I wrote her oration piece which highlights the need to practice the “principle of conjugality” to stop pornography.
She needs to have a power dress and has to be more certain with her hand gestures. If these cues are enhanced, she will become more persuasive given her very powerful voice and clear diction. She has all the components of a winner.
I encoded the press release on the 1st Tripartite Confluence. It tackled the plans of the administration, top alumni, and current student leaders to improve the image of FEU in the corporate world. As a jumpstart, alumni networking must be enhanced.
I rushed to SM San Lazaro to help my cousin do her shopping using her credit card. It was her first time to use it. Her siblings call her as Dora because she knows every nook of Metro Manila. So I said, “Swiper no swiping, swiper no swiping” to prevent loss of control in card use. We ended the night with a good meal at Rai Rai Ken. I love the lemon grass jelly.
February 11
The third batch of MC0232 speakers impressed me. Preparation and mastery are clichéd but still effective formulae. My students applied what they learned and I hope they would keep it up.
Then I learned more about my student whom I badly wanted to berate one time. She was absent for the midterm examination. I tried to inquire her whereabouts that day but no one from her classmates immediately replied. Then I asked, “Does she have any friend in class?” One said right away with a smirk, “None!” Curiously I replied, “Really?” Then the catalog of reasons:
I learned that she ran away from home because she is not in good terms with her dad. Her dad had contacted some of my female students to encourage her to return home.
I also learned about her rage against her mom for “giving her away.” She used her tuition for this midterm exam and preferred not to take the exams for fear of being turned down by the Profs. Then most of the girls said that no one likes to get along with her because she is a showoff.
Now I completely understand her personal history. Deep inside I want to talk to her and find a way to mend the fences. She needs her dad in order to brave the rain. She needs to go down from her ivory tower and learn the value of social commerce. She will be my challenge.
February 12
After four years I visited my aunt who took care of me when I was in college. She cooked, as always, good lunch – mix of Ilocano, Pampango and Visayan dishes.
It was my first time to see in person my aunt’s five-year-old grandson who is autistic. I am also his godfather. I embraced him tight and his parents took our pictures with the strawberry-choco cream cake I bought for him. Lessons learned and observations made:
1. My cousins accepted his fate only two years ago. For one year, his father did not attend masses. I understand the blow. It is normal. Now I am happy they have fully accepted him and their duty to the boy. His wife is 3-month pregnant. The couple said someone would now take care of Josh if they were gone.
2. Josh needs all the attention. He always stays on the second floor because there are fewer objects to touch. He has his own table where he can put his toys. He has a fixation to tear a paper. He loves Jollibee very much. He knows how to get his portable CR to pee. He must not eat chocolates two days before his therapy because these make him hyper. Etc.
3. He threw to the air his puzzle pieces then picked them up. He drank my Gatorade even if he had his own bottle.
4. I learned that one indicator of an autistic baby is lack of eye contact. I also read some guidelines on taking care. What struck me is the need to give physical prompting if repeated instructions are still disobeyed.
His parents must be patient. I am trying to think God’s plan for giving my cousin this special lovely boy.
I watched Munich when I reached home. No dull moment for an almost 3-hour film. Each plan to kill the Black September terrorists is worth the wait. Of course, I do not glorify violence since it breeds a horrendous cycle of murders. Eric Bana is great. His internal strife seen through his eyes will perhaps make him win a Best Actor.
February 13
I was pissed off that I could not find my E700. I hoped that it was just left home. I was pissed off for being clueless about one document I was asked to submit. I spent 3 hours surfing the net to find a prototype then I submitted my draft. They liked it but I don’t. Hmmm, when actions are only for their sake they really lose meaning.
My throat was painful. It seemed to be a prelude to catching cold. I have to take care of my self. I hope I will still be fine before my dates on February 18 and 19 with friends. I have to visit the spa for a good massage. Oh, I need a spa-mate. I am willing to pay all costs just to avoid boredom while inside the sauna. But I have no choice and turn like a hermit if I cannot lug a friend with me.
Thank God I saw my phone at home.
February 14
I need to attend a benefit concert tonight at the RCBC Plaza and assist the organizer. I hope I can escape it. It is not really my responsibility but it seems so for PR wits. To put it bluntly, I am dateless today but I am not in search of one.
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