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What I keep on reminding myself.

 Almost everyday, I pass though the walkway that connects Landmark to the rest of Greenbelt. Countless commuters rush on their way home, all of them clad in long-sleeved shirts or click-clacking high heels. They look almost like robots, programmed to leave for work in thee morning, stay in the office for the next eight hours, only to go back home the same way later on. Their faces are almost expressionless, eyes just focused on what it is in front of them. Everyone is just trying to make their way home.

I am no different. More often than not, I just want to go home too, like everyone else. It really can't be denied -- a house to go home to and a bed to crash into are every much desirable at the end of a long day at work.

As I make my way, bumping into the other people doing the same, I constantly have to remind myself that I am coming home from work. Primarily because what I do for almost ten hours in a day does not seem like work. I don't even know what to call it. School, maybe? But definitely not work.

It's not to say that what I do is all fun and games. Yes, there are stressed-out days, and bad hair days, and hell days -- the oh-no-I-want-this-day-to-be-over-with days. But I guess what soars above everything else is that I feel this is where I really belong.

To most of you who know where I am coming from, I guess you aren't really that much surprised. Becoming a teacher is the only thing I have ever wanted since high school graduation. It was pretty much the only thing I hoped for and worked towards. and I guess my being in this reality right now is more than I could ask for.

For the past four years, I have talked on and on about "Ithaca". And I cannot tell you enough how wonderful my journey to Ithaca has been -- how it has given me so much and how it is still giving me so much.

My high school self would probably think that becoming a teacher is Ithaca in itself. Today, I am slowly learning that Ithaca does not stop at this. I marvel at what else it has been giving me. And as I continue in my journey, I feel myself growing. I feel myself learning the ropes, feeling my way through, discovering what I can do, doing something about my faults. Ithaca is, as I have discovered, a continuous process. And what is so beautiful is that it does not stop.

And something that I pray for is that Ithaca never come to me. The journey is beautiful -- for as long as I keep my eyes wide open with my gaze toward the better, always the better.

I am learning.

“Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is, than falling in a love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the mornings, what you will do with your evenings, how you spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide everything.”
- Fr. Pedro Arrupe, SJ

My Ithaca has been about allowing God to take me by the hand and lead me where He wants me to be. In what I do, in my teaching, I have found God -- because I know deep in my heart, this is where He wants me to be. I am exactly where God wants me, and I have fallen in love with His will.

This is why I get up every morning. This is my joy. I have fallen in love, I stayed long enough to find out whatever was in store for me, and it has made all the difference in my life.

To faith, hope, and love.
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An entry that Nicole will hate.

 
Loved the Beatles more when I met Marco.

I just really wanted to say how much I love bazaars now that I'm earning my own money. When I was cash-dependent, I was too shy to ask my dad for money to go shopping (as in, cash kind of money). So where was I? Bazaars = lots of good stuff in one place = CHEAP.

The Rockwell Urban Bazaar was this weekend, and I went yesterday! 

The Loot:
Suelas Llanura in gold
Beatles earrings (as seen in picture!)
Owl necklace
Ceramic coffee mug
Lace Skirt

All for Php2149. NOT BAD!! I swear, I could have shopped more, but I guess I'll wait for the next one. :) AZIEL YOU SHOULD HAVE COME. I'm getting to find that most of my really good finds come from bazaars. 

I know I have too many owl necklaces (or owl things in general), but the one I got yesterday has a mommy owl and a baby owl perched on a branch!! :3 But really!! CONTROLLING THE URGE. The ceramic mug is for school. (I love that it's totally legit to say "school" instead of "work" for me.) I keep bringing home my tumbler, it's getting ridiculous. What I love about this mug is that it has a coffee cover (like the ones in Starbucks and stuff). Awesome for my coffee-dependent self!

The skirt was the most amazing find for the day! <3 I loooove it! I think it goes with the lace top I got at another bazaar. :D I can see the outfit in my head, and I'll probably wear it to Maria and Mea's birthday. :)

Still planning to get two more pairs from Suelas -- they're so comfy I wanna dieee! :)) I use them when I teach. Best feeling for my feet, ever!! I love that they're relatively cheap, cute, comfortable, and made by Ateneans! :))

And so this was a total ditz blog, but I don't really care. I somehow feel fashionably repressed for no apparent reason. Or not. :)) It feels soooooo great to just talk about clothes and shopping after a whole term of teaching LIterature. Not that I hate it -- but in college, I had Aziel to talk to almost 24/7.

But I love my life as a teacher. And I love the fact that I don't have to lock this entry because it has nothing to do with school! 
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I howl and aye, owl!

 

Finally got around to dragging my butt to Forever21. I didn't check out clothes, but this is my loot. Obviously, my priority was getting my hands on more owls. And here we are! <3

EE, if you are reading this -- let's go? :)

(AZIEL WE NEED ZE DITZ DAY.)
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Covering home base.

 To the outside world, I have been blogging -- just so you know. Everything has just been friends-locked because I don't think it's proper to post stuff related to work for the whole internet world to see. (Even if it's just about the outing or even my co-teachers and fellow Proby1's.) 

But this is just a picture of my desk. And so, I guess this is one of the few exceptions. :D

It's cluttered. But what else is new? It's only semi-decorated -- I want to tack up a few pictures, a cork board, and lines from Ithaca. Also, I want file folders. Or whatever those are called.
On the table:
  • Icon of St. Marie Eugenie (Foundress of the Assumption)
  • Blue clock bought specifically for the retreat last March, now it has a new and permanent home!
  • Baunan :)) And yes, my tumbler now named Scout (like Scout Finch from To Kill a Mockingbird)
  • A few books -- the required ones plus others
  • The postcard Gracie sent from Venice
  • Daily gospel, Bible (I know you all miss my Metal Edition Bible!)
  • TAMBAK = Bag + Plastic Envelope + UbD Units + Paper, Paper, Paper + Yellow Pad
  • Constantine <3
  • Mug with pens, highlighters; stapler; markers;glue
  • OWL! :D
  • Calendar for the SY, in the perfect place
  • The birthday card my team (Reading/Literature) gave me
  • My Batch Motto -- It's a joy to see this everyday. :)
And that's pretty much the update.
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Bad romance.


If Glee was awesome last night, I bet next week's will be phenomenal! (Aesthetically, at the very least!) I stole these pictures from the Glee Facebook page:



I loooove Quinn Fabraaaay. :D



And isn't Kurt just fabulous? <3

In other news, I actually like working. For some reason, I couldn' stop working yesterday, and I can only hope for the same today. :) Stopped to watch Glee, and then the boyfriend came over with dinner. :) Then I spoiled the entire episode for him. HAHAHA. Also -- he's turned himself into my personal coffee supplier. I now have enough coffee to last me two months. :))

PS - On yesterday's episode: I FRIGGIN' KNEW IT.
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Make room fer some chaaayn-gis!

But first, What I Have Been Up To Lately:


Whilst it looks like pleasure reading, I beg your pardon because it is not! This is work. It amazes me, that I get paid for reading -- but I get paid for reading four books only: Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird, Victor Hugo's Les Miserables, and Shakespeare's Hamlet and Macbeth. That and a whole other array of shorter texts and poetry. And I guess they're not paying me to read them, but teach them. Or make other people read them. Same difference?

But of course, I am brought back to my memories of how boring the first few chapters of To Kill a Mockingbird are. I am reading the novel while making my unit plan for Macbeth. Which is a whole other novella to tell.

But the un-teacherly I did today was Get A Haircut. To which this is the outcome:

 

The cut was from the usual guy -- Louis Kee. I love him, but I think I'm getting bored. Making a mental note to go somewhere else for my next cut. And on the creative side -- I think he's lost a bit of his charm... Haircut-wise? It's boring.

But I do love my hair. I like it short more than I like it long -- longer hair is just easier to put up with. Just took a bath, and my hair kind of looks nothing like that picture anymore, since the waves have taken over. Not complaining. :)

Thoughts?

After my haircut, I trotted over to PowerPlant Mall to do some shopping. With Gracie's help, I bought a pretty dress for my birthday. <3 And then I did some School Supply Shopping, something I don't normally do, not even for college.

I bought pens, post-it's (how I love these, Badong memories!), paper, a stapler, pencils, a sharpener, an envelope. And a book. Hihihi. I've been putting together a throng of things to bring to school once we start again on Monday. There was this one time when Malini asked me, "Chris, aren't you going to bring your stuff here?" I glanced at my table. I was empty, bag and a few books aside. And so:



TA-DAH! :D
  • Planner
  • In the box are (besides the stuff I bought today!)
  • The Anvil Guide to Research Paper Writing
  • That Blasted Book By Kate Turabian
  • M-W's Garfield Dictionary (I'm sorry!)
  • To Kill A Mockingbird
  • Macbeth
  • Hamlet
  • Les Miserables
  • Pencil Case
  • Clock (from retreat!)

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The Indelibles!

Along with the whole country, I voted today. 
 

I walked to the Magallanes Clubhouse after eating breakfast. (Good thing I did, too!) It was about 9:30am, and this was what faced me.


Again, at 11:00am. Ish.


And close enough, at around 12:00nn. My biggest regret was not bringing a book to read (and I have many!) or at least an iPod. Oh well. I made it.

Not without bitching for a while. But that's not a very important story. :D

 
What really matters is that I am Indelibled. 

Are you?