Movement: Train


I commute to school, and it’s quite interesting. Many think that most, if not all, people who ride trains are just dead zombies who don’t move until they’ve reached their station. But if one does observe well enough, each person moves. Although, not so much that everyone notices. I have to keep myself busy because I travel very far, and it would be a pretty boring ride if I just stood there staring out the window.

I notice that a lot of people who move the same way, even if they are completely different from one other. People who stand clutching the handrails usually shift their eyes to the slightest movement that distracts them from staring outside. People who are seated usually just sleep or relax, but they shift and adjust because the seats in the LRT are quite uncomfortable or the person next to them is fidgeting.

Here’s what I saw yesterday.

As I was climbing the steps of Vito Cruz station, I noticed that I was the only person there. I was hoping that there were no people or at least a small number of people on the station platform. After the station guard shuffled the things inside my bag, I had to race to the ticket booth because a group of old ladies just arrived, and they were right behind me. The ladies in the ticket booth must be so bored; I can’t imagine myself doing a single task for eight hours straight. Taking money then giving tickets, repeat until desired or dead. Continue reading “Movement: Train”

The Breakaway

So a week ago, I got a class at DLSU, which I thought was creative writing for fiction or non-fiction. It was–much to my surprise–creative writing for poetry. Poetry class was not something I was hoping for, since I did want to learn how to write literature. I’ve been planning to write a book ever since I got into my university. I just don’t have the knowledge and experience to write it. (Experience=life experience. Not as a writer, but as a person).

Our professor told us to get a brand new notebook for journal entries. He wants us to see how we think and how we give our opinions on something–which I believe I am excellent in doing aka blogging. Basically, he wants to know that we are alive, and I do mean that in the most literal of sense hahahaha! Our first entry: anything you want to talk about. So here’s what I said. (The following has been greatly edited and improved.) Continue reading “The Breakaway”

Everyone Gets Older

First photo shot with my instax <3 I seriously thought my mom was 42-years-old >.> Happy Birthday!

My Running Addiction

The Philippines has gained a new trend, and I think it’s a trend that’s here to stay. That is of course if the man who started it all will continue his legacy. Coach Rio, you truly are a man worth mentioning.

I got these bad boys (shoes above) from RIOVANA in Katipunan. We were initially just going to look for a book. We took a bit of a detour when I saw a tarpaulin of a football (not American football. That’s called handegg.) speciality store, Bootcamp Football Shop. I was taken aback when I saw a pair of boots that costs Php22k ($515). I put the boots back like they were made of crystals.

I exited the store and came across a lovely looking barbershop, Titan 22. I’ve always wanted to have my haircut in a classic barbershop, so I took the liberty in doing so.

Taguig branch

After my lengthily haircut, I went into the next store, RIOVANA. I was curious on how running was so popular here in the Philippines, so I snooped around.

I learned that there are different types of feet and there are special types of shoes that cater to them. There are also different ways a person can run. I apparently have a mild overpronation on my right foot, and the store guy told me that stability shoes would be suited for me, hence the shoes above.

I just recently jogged/walked 7km with these on, and I must say they are AMAZING. I never knew that I could go on for 7km, let alone 5km. Working out is just so refreshing, especially running.

I think people are addicted to running because of the culture behind it: the apparel, accessories, the events, the people who you meet and interact with. It’s like football culture, only it’s not. Heh?

I’ve been looking at the iPod Nano because it can track my progress without having to buy that thing that you have to out in your shoe. I’ve also been eyeing at a runner’s circle starter’s kit, but I’ll probably get it when I finally join a fun run or something.

Expect me to jog twice a day, everyday :D

How To Expel Someone From DLSU

I don’t think I ever talked about this on my blog, but I did get someone expelled from DLSU (or at least I think I did). So what happened? You ask. Of course you’d ask, everyone does. To protect myself from danger, I’ll make the nouns, pronouns and proper nouns as vague as possible hahaha!

My professor said to group ourselves for a project. I got two of my friends in plus four more people who I just got to acquaint myself at that time; one of them was the guy that got expelled.

So what do college students first do when a group has been established? Make a Facebook group, of course. We made sure that everyone was connected and in check. We could see each one of our progress.

We divided our group into three smaller groups. The first group consisted of three people, me and my two friends. We were responsible for making the paper itself. The second group consisted of two people. They were responsible for making the script for the video. The last group consisted of two people, one video editor and one assistant. The guy who got expelled was the assistant.

We put that guy–let’s just call him Mr. Ass–in the last group. We heard that Mr. Ass was extremely lazy. I know this to be true because my friend was a group mate with Mr. Ass in another class. Anyway, we put Mr. Ass as the editor’s ASSistant (see what I there?) because it was the most chillaxing job. Continue reading “How To Expel Someone From DLSU”