30 August 2005
I was tagged by
(Sorry, sis, it took me this long to answer this one. I didn't have my PC with me for a few days, eh.)
Okay, here goes...
TWENTY YEARS AGO.
In 1985, I was a very shy and quiet 5-year-old girl. I was in kindergarten (at Dansalan College). I don't remember that much about my very first year in school. Maybe that's because I never really found kindergarten interesting because, the loner that I was, I didn't really have friends. I just sat in my place the whole time and didn't really talk to anyone. When playtime came, I remember I didn't even bother taking a single toy from the toy cabinet. I didn't really find the lessons that exciting either because, having older brothers I studied with even before I first set foot in the classroom, I already knew most of the things being taught. I was already reading "kiddie words" (short and simple words) when my classmates were learning their ABCs.
FIFTEEN YEARS AGO.
1990. I was in 5th Grade (at the MSU-Integrated Laboratory School). This particular year, I read my first "big girls' book". I was still a bit of a loner. My mom was my only real best friend. I was still extremely shy. I didn't really care much about people in school. I went everyday because I needed to. Most of the time, I'd just be sitting there munching on something, reading something or just observing people. This was also the year I started to hang out in the library.
Hey, don't get me wrong, I also played with my classmates, but not a lot because whenever I played I always ended up bruised, wounded and/or crying. I didn't like that and neither did my classmates! And, besides, I didn't like games that much. I was probably one of the few, if not the only one, who hated PE! My favorite part of the day was recess! :)
During this time, I was part of a group called MAGS. There were four of us in the group. The three other members were basically the only people I hung out with during those times. And, I was closer to the boys (few of them) than to the girls in my class. I don't know, but the girls in my class scared the hell out of me then! Hehehe:)
TEN YEARS AGO.
1995 was the wildest in my teeange years! I was in my third year in high school. I wasn't very shy anymore. I was a bit more confident than most of my classmates and contemporaries. I was an active officer in the school/student government. I was part of a group called the Joe Kidz Jr.! We were the noisiest, the wildest, the craziest group in the whole school. Most students, especially those younger than we, feared us! Imagine those kinds of groups, in the movies, that did nothing but try to make noise, hang out and do crazy and cool stuff. That was us in our school! Whenever we entered any of the canteens, students would scurry out whether they've finished or just started eating! Whenever we went to the Girls' Room, students would automatically head for the exit. No, we didn't really do anything to them. We were a friendly lot, too. It was probably because we were THE group. And, of course, we loved that!
That was also the year I looked my weirdest. I had braces on my teeth, I wore eyeglasses. Oh, but a year and a half before that was worse, now that I think about it, because I had to wear chin cap (twelve hours a day) for a whole year. Waaah, the things I had to undergo as a young teener!
FIVE YEARS AGO.
2000. The best year of my life... so far! I was so active. You'd see me jumping/running around the campus all the time. I did my parents proud when I finally graduated from college! I realized I wanted to be a teacher. That's just the kind of service I'd like to render my community, my people.
It was also during this year that I went abroad for the first time. Thanks to SSEAYP, I was able to visit Singapore, Burma (Myanmar), Malaysia, Indonesia, Thailand, Vietnam and Japan!
Looots of friends and looots of good memories! :)
THREE YEARS AGO.
2002 was my first year in UP. I got a taste of what it's like to live in a dorm and do things on my own. I got a taste of independence. I learned to stand on my own feet. I realized that I wasn't "a little girl" anymore, but my parents would forget that every so often (until this very moment!). I came face to face with a lot of realities in life and in the world. This was a transition time for me! :)
2004 was a good year, too. In the early part of the year, another one of my dreams came true when my article came out in PDI's Youngblood. I was so happy, too, because it was my very first time to send an article in. It took me some time to actually have the courage to submit anything. And, too see my name in the roster of Youngblood writers had been a dream for me since my high school days.
The latter part of the year gave me a chance to visit Japan again. This time for PPYEP! It was another unforgettable experience! I loved every second of it! That trip also became my first adventure trip. After the program, I went to Tokyo to meet up with friends. I was just there without any clear plan. I just left everything to... God! :)
Lots of realizations, too.
I came back to work after quitting or being on leave for a few months. I got addicted to UAAP Basketball! I'm thinking of giving up one of my "jobs" and just hope for the best! I will be finishing all my academic course work. I'm going to start working on my master's thesis.
I will be focusing on my thesis writing and, before the year ends, get my master's over and done with! I'll try to find myself a scholarship grant abroad (preferably in Japan or the UK).
TEN YEARS FROM NOW.
I see myself in MSU... nowhere else. Once, my friends and I were hanging out and one of them suddenly blurted out, "Where do you see yourself ten years from now?"
Without batting an eyelash, I replied "In MSU!"
That reply made them laugh. They said I didn't have to be so literal or something to that extent. I laughed along, but the whole time I was thinking, "I wasn't really literal-literal."
Why? Well, MSU isn't merely a place for me. It's a state of being for me. MSU means happiness. MSU means all my dreams. MSU means home. MSU means my people. MSU means my ocean! So, when I say that I see myself in MSU ten years from now, I mean I see myself happy, contented and living my dreams. Insha-Allah. :)
WHO I WOULD LIKE TO PASS THIS TIMELINE TAG ON:
Whoever wants to... Whoever is in the mood...
(Oh, and please do inform me so I can check your answers out.)
24 August 2005
One night, I was comfortably lying in bed, totally engrossed in a book, when in the silence I suddenly heard the soft sound of wings flapping. Knowing it was some insect or worse a flying cockroach, I quickly jumped out of bed armed with my Baygon (insect-killing formula)! I stood still waiting for the thing to make its presence felt again. It felt like time stood very still with me. And then, suddenly, I heard it again so I jumped and sprayed like crazy. The thing was actually a really big bug that looked very much like a cockroach.
Relieved when I saw it fall to the floor, I slowly went to take a closer look. I saw that the thing was on its back with all its feet (3 pairs) raised up to the air as if begging for help. As I got closer, I noticed that it was actually struggling and fighting for dear life. I felt really sorry but it was too late, I've already sprayed (too much, too) on it and it was slowly dying.
I continued looking at the little thing because, for some unknown reason, I couldn't get my eyes off it. One by one, its feet stopped moving (right side first and then left side). As the last of its feet stopped moving, my heart went out to the poor thing. I was so sorry I felt like crying. I don't know, but I really felt scared as well. I wanted to give it a decent burial and all, if that was the only thing I could do to actually show how sorry I was. It wasn't really the first time I've ever spray-killed an insect or anything, but it was the first time I ever had something die right before my eyes. And, it was such a slow death, too.
I picked it up with a tissue paper and threw it out as I knew I couldn't really dig up a grave for it. I couldn't focus on my book any longer for all I could think of were those little legs/feet and that little buzzing sound it made that, in my ears, sounded like "Murderer! You're a murderer!" I fell asleep conscience-stricken and with thoughts of death. I actually cried myself to sleep that night. :(
The next morning, I woke up to a nice, new day. I went on my usual routine without any thought of my "crime" the night before. It was another ordinary day. That night, before going to bed, I started spraying again... this time with not even a shred of remorse. Spraying assured me safety and protection because all the wretched insects would have died when I finally got in bed! This 'act of killing', which made me feel so bad just the night before, gave me satisfaction that particular night. "To protect myself, I will (have to) kill..."
"Real killers" probably go through the same thing, I guess. Or do they?
17 August 2005
I got this "questionnaire" from my email. Answering it was fun. Since there's been so many surveys and questionnaires going around in the blogworld, I decided to post this one in my blog and spread it as well. :)
So, for this one, I'm tagging:
Your complete name:
-- Diandra-Ditma Aguam Macarambon
-- Islam, Literature (all genres), Culture (especially the Meranao culture) and People, Languages, Travel, Arundhati Roy, Soccer, Basketball (especially UAAP), The Internet, Figure Skating (just watching; i do skate, but i really don’t do fancy stuff), Musicals/Plays, Instrumental Music, anything/everything Pink, Asian stuff, Animals (especially cats and dolphins), Food, and last but not least, anything/everything about Japan! Oh, and my men: David Trezeguet, Maksim Mrvica, Hideaki Takizawa, Takuya Kimura, Ken Hirai, Hiroyuki Sanada, Denzel Washington, Orlando Bloom, Prince William (of Wales), Ken Zhu (of F4), Tony Leung Chiu Wai, and uhm... Yousif Aljamal! :)
What things can’t you live without?
-- Family and friends. And, books!
If you were a guest on “Fantasy Island”, what would you ask for?
-- A fun and totally stress-free vacation in a large, beautiful island (with fine white sand) with my loved-ones (i.e. the whole family and my closest friends, and their families as well). No disagreements. No work-related talk or stuff. And, everything should be free of charge.
What do you have handy at your bedside?
-- My cellular phone, at least one book, Vicks inhaler and Pasbi.
A big movie producer wants to cast you in his film and lets you pick your role… what would you pick?
-- Pride and Prejudice’s Elizabeth Bennett. Or somebody like Angelina Jolie's character in "Mr. & Mrs. Smith." :)
If you had a chance to spend one whole day with a TV character, who would it be?
-- Phoebe Buffay (from Friends, played by Lisa Kudrow).
If you had to talk about something for 2 hours, what would it be about?
If you could choose one person who would remain youthful forever, who would it be?
-- My mom.
At a moment’s notice, you were given a chance to step into a “talent duplicator machine” which could duplicate any person’s talent and make it yours for life. What talent would you pick and whose?
-- Maksim's talent in playing the piano!
If you had to live in another country, where would you go?
You get transported into Cartoon Land and get to pick any cartoon identity to have as your own. Which cartoon character would you choose?
-- Walt Disney’s Mulan.
If you had a choice to pick one person in the world, from the past or present, who wouldn’t die, who would you pick?
-- Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w.)
If you were given the chance to pick the world’s 8th natural wonder, what would you choose?
-- Banaue Rice Terraces or Mt. Fuji.
If you were invisible for a day, what would you do?
-- I’ll follow a really bad person (or a person I totally hate) and do things that would freak him/her out or scare the hell out of him/her (if s/he is really, really bad that is).
If you were chosen to be the first person to relocate to Jupiter, and could only bring five personal items, what would they be?
-- An album containing family pictures and pictures with close friends, the Holy Qur'an (with English transliteration and translation), an I-Pod (with a huge collection of songs or pieces that I like), Pasbi, and my blanket (which I named BabyPink).
Looking back in time, which year would you have wanted to last twice as long?
Who is the person you most admire and look up to?
-- Potre Aguam Macarambon (my mom).
What, for you, is the most memorable line from a movie and from what movie?
-- “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn!” (said by Clark Gable playing Rhett Butler in “Gone with the Wind”)
If you were stuck on a desert island and could have only one kind of food for the rest of your life, what would you want it to be?
-- Arroz Caldo.
If you had to be a lifeless object for a day, what would you be?
-- A book.
If you had to be an animal, what would you want to be?
-- A cat, a bird or a dolphin.
If you were to choose a song that you could associate yourself best with, what would the song be?
-- R. Kelly’s “I Believe I Can Fly”.
Name the top 3 dream jobs you’d like to have.
-- 1. A teacher or educator
2. A newscaster or a travel journalist
3. A writer
Complete this sentence:
I am the only person I know who…
-- ...finds so much pleasure in brushing the teeth. (Like, I can brush my teeth the whole day and I wouldn’t be bored.)
What is your favorite feeling?
-- Being at peace with myself, with everything and everyone around me.
What do you think is the worst feeling in the world?
-- Hatred. And, being discriminated.
What’s the best advice you’d give yourself today?
-- Go for it!!!
Who would you like to meet and spend the whole day with? (can be someone from the past)
-- Dr. Jose Rizal.
Describe your dream vacation.
-- Cultural immersion in a foreign country. (I’d really love to do that in Japan.)
Describe your dream home.
-- A place where everyone can just breathe freely… a place where children can be comfortable anytime of the day or year… a place where there is peace, love and lots of laughter… a place where you can just lie around and the first place that comes to mind when you are stressed and want to relax… a place that’s not too big, but nice and just comfy and easy to clean. And, has to have a library. :)
Your ideal man/woman?
-- A Muslim (in the true sense of the word, but not a “fanatic”), someone who would totally understand me and the things that I’d like to do, someone I can understand, someone I can talk to and be silent with at times, someone I can be crazy with and who's willing to be carzy with me, someone who can break "that wall." :)
Your most unforgettable experience?
-- The 27th Ship for Southeast Asian Youth Program (SSEAYP 2000).
Your happiest moment?
-- My college graduation.
Your motto in life?
-- One broken dream is not the end of dreaming.
What do you want to be remembered by?
-- The Meranao girl who made a difference… even in her own little way.
09 August 2005
I got this from
Number of books on the shelves:
Where I'm currently staying:
I only have a study table in my dormitory room, no shelf. I have around 15 books on the table. I have my other books in two balikbayan boxes; I have some books on the floor as well. :)
My book shelf is full (I don't know how many books I have there) and then I have another box full. :)
Those that I own/bought:
Maybe around 300 or more (academic ones not included). :)
5 last books that I bought:
1. Lualhati Bautista's "Gapo"
2. L. M. Montgomery's "Anne of the Island"
3. Carol O'Connor's "Mallory's Oracle"
4. Rebecca Wells' "Little Altars Everywhere"
5. Arundhati Roy's "The God of Small Things"
Book/s I’m reading now:
Paulo Coelho's "The Pilgrimage"
Last 5 books read:
1. J. K. Rowling's "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince"
2. Rolando Tinio's "A Matter of Language: Where English Fails"
3. Murasaki Shikibu's "Genji Monogatari"
4. Alfred and Emily Glossbrenner's "About the Author"
5. Tsao Hsueh-chin's "The Dream of the Red Chamber"
Books I’ll cherish:
1. "The Holy Qur'an"
2. Abdu Dharr Macarambon's "Poetry in Prose: Fifteen Instaces" -- that's my dad. :)
3. Arundhati Roy's "The God of Small Things"
4. Paulo Coelho's "The Alchemist"
5. "Commanding a Dynamic Islamic Personality" -- i forgot the name of the singaporean muslim author. :(
6. A looot more!!! :)
I'm not going to tag anyone in particular. If you feel like answering this, then you're tagged! :)
05 August 2005
I feel pretty good.
It seemed like the past weeks actually exhausted me, what with my job, graduate school and my "new career" as a serious cheerer/fan of the UP Fighting Maroons and the Ateneo Blue Eagles in the UAAP 68th Season. I haven't missed a single game of both school teams. There was even one time I went to the games by myself because my other UAAP friends couldn't make it.
These games actually keep me sane and they've become my instrument for de-stressing. I get really stressed in some games, though. But, it's the kind of stress that's not really that bad or that wouldn't add lines or wrinkles on my face or anything. The games are really fun!:)
My baller IDs... they're part of my "uniform".:)
Being always tired and all, my body's resistance to 'common diseases' considerably decreased so that I had another bout with gastritis and had some allergic reaction to some things (salmon that wasn't very fresh, chicken and dust). My allergies got really bad - to the point that the whole right side of my face (also right ear, neck, nape, both arms, and both legs) became really swollen and red and itched like crazy. Even my eyes were red. But, thanks to Virlix and Zantac, I have completely recovered, now, from both gastritis and allergies.
The past week and a half (from Wednesday of last week until today), I have actually been on-leave from work. I've missed some classes as well. And, the whole time, I've been pretty much relaxing. It felt like I was on vacation, except that I was scratching half the time. I was able to do some reading for my classes and also read Harry Potter Book 6, which made me very sad.
I also got to thinking about a lot of things. One of the things that I have realized is that I want to live life one pace at a time. I want to enjoy a lot of things. I want to be able to actually 'smell the grass and look around me' and just appreciate and take in everything while I'm still here and still young. If being too serious and working too hard would lead me to speedy success at the expense of not giving the world or life and the beauty around me anything more than a glance, I would rather settle for the slow climb. I may get there (wherever there may be) later than a lot of my contemporaries, but I will definitely get there! Oh, yes, I will and when I do, I shall have enjoyed most of what the world or life has to offer... I shall have known the 'smell of the grass' by heart... I shall have felt, seen and looked at beauty (in life and the world) face to face... I shall have lived!:)