welcome the year of the fire dog
with a bang!
the whole family of 103.7 lyceum campus radio says
hello to the year of the fire dog
with warm smiles,
higher hopes
and better broadcasting ideals!
watch out for the
2006 enduro-survivor hunt:summer series
starting this february!
if you're interested, you can start sending in your demo tapes and biodata by february!
WHAT TO PUT IN THE DEMO TAPE:
1. tell us something about yourself, and why you want to be a dj;
2. introduce and extroduce a song like a dj;
3. read an english or filipino news article.
IT'S THAT SIMPLE!
attach a copy of your registration form for 2nd semester, 2005-2006 to make sure you're a certified lycean, aight? hehe
the culminating welcome party
will be held in PUERTO GALERA
(or boracay. we're still thinking about it)!
have a great year ahead of you!
make sure to stay tuned in to batangas city's
BEST SCHOOL FOR RADIO
103.7 lyceum campus radio
My place. My nook. My home away from nowhere. Here where the sun thrives on my body's ink. Here is where evil is reborn. Eternally.
Dec 31, 2005
Dec 30, 2005
be careful with how you live;
you may be the only bible some people live.
where do i begin?
christmas day had got to be the most gluttonous day of my entire life. brunch, we had caldereta, afritada, relyenong bangus, morcon, fish fillet with tartar sauce, cucumber salad drizzled with nata, and lotsa rice.
merienda, we had sotanghon, a big pan of five-layered lasagna, lundres bread from bauan, puto, kutsinta and more salad.
dinner, we had more of the caldereta and afritada, sotanghon, the return of the relyeno, fried tilapia, and more of the puto and kutsinta (which eventually became the pulutan for the emperados brandy that my cousins drank).
the following morning (after a brief checking of blood sugar), we had reruns of the sotanghon, what was left of the lasagna (i ate a third of the pan), some omelette, more of the cucumber salad, puto and kutsinta, more relyeno and lotsa fried rice drizzled with hotdog bits.
needless to say, i gained weight. grr.
i don't think my wallclimbing would help lessen the flabs.
grr.
happy new year.
welcome the year of the fire dog!
you may be the only bible some people live.
where do i begin?
christmas day had got to be the most gluttonous day of my entire life. brunch, we had caldereta, afritada, relyenong bangus, morcon, fish fillet with tartar sauce, cucumber salad drizzled with nata, and lotsa rice.
merienda, we had sotanghon, a big pan of five-layered lasagna, lundres bread from bauan, puto, kutsinta and more salad.
dinner, we had more of the caldereta and afritada, sotanghon, the return of the relyeno, fried tilapia, and more of the puto and kutsinta (which eventually became the pulutan for the emperados brandy that my cousins drank).
the following morning (after a brief checking of blood sugar), we had reruns of the sotanghon, what was left of the lasagna (i ate a third of the pan), some omelette, more of the cucumber salad, puto and kutsinta, more relyeno and lotsa fried rice drizzled with hotdog bits.
needless to say, i gained weight. grr.
i don't think my wallclimbing would help lessen the flabs.
grr.
happy new year.
welcome the year of the fire dog!
Dec 21, 2005
after much contemplation over pounds of beef gyudon,
i decided to go through with it. bring it on.
it took me an afternoon of gorging into beef gyudon at tokyo tokyo to finally realize that i had to go through with my masters thesis final defense.
WHY NOT?
last saturday, i submitted my drafts to the graduate school office for final instructions before the original scheduled defense of december 19. to my dismay, dr. vera took one look at my thesis and then rammed me with a myriad of questions regarding her previous corrections to my manuscript.
shock overcame me; i was put under the assumption that i might have had to tear up my manu and re-do it again - this time, ti her suiting.
EA: ano po bang gusto ninyong mangyari mam?
VP: mali ito! asan na yung papel ng mga corrections ko? mali ito!
EA: mam, di ba kaya nga po may final defense pa is for the comments?
VP: you did not answer question number 2...
EA: uung interventions po? ito po... (flips pages)
VP: hindi yan yun. mali.
EA: mam, wala naman po comments yung ibang panel sa interventions...
VP: sila wala, ako meron.
EA: mam, kung ipapagawa ninyo po uli sakin yan ngayon, hindi ko na lang itutuloy. wala na po akong pera.
i left the grad school almost in tears. suddenly the girth i felt for the thesis waned, and i found myself in a writing slump once again.
when i got back to lybat, i had the longest face i've ever put on. i was ranting, jumping all around - much to the surprise and amusement of everyone. the only consolations i had for the rotten saturday? the kids winning P500 (which we will raffle off tomorrow at the reunion party) and a gas stove. yes, i won a gas stove. stop laughing.
THE DAYS BEFORE
sunday went as usual. i went to see grace at around 2.30pm at lodlod church. a friend of hers was getting married, and she was the maid of honor (much to her, and my surprise). she was stunning in the apple green and orange gown, although people couldn't see well 'cause there was no electricity LOL when the SERAPHIM CHOIR sang "kordero, maawa ka" lights went on. or at least until the end of the wedding ceremony. during the pictorials on the altar, lights went off again hehe
i wore a red shirt with vertical white stripes, a khaki pair of pants, and my new brown leather shoes. grabe, before the party was over, i realized i over-dressed for the ocassion LOL i was under the assumption that the crowd was class A-B, because the venue of the reception (which i hosted) was the posh El Grande Haciendas hotel. i was dead wrong LOL
after the party, grace and i went back home - to our respective houses LOL i returned to my writing slump, and decided to not think about the thesis. that same night, my sister and i went to the mall to buy stuff. took us three hours to buy her exchange gift. a measly bottle of strawberry-scented perfume. grr.
monday, i had to go back to school. the PC of the radio station crashed. darn it. three capacitors blew up from the motherboard, and the thing wasn't even turning on. i took the CPU to the property office for a standard check-up. they decided to have all our files backed up - all 12Gbs of it, though i lost my mp3 player software. anyway, i had to leave the kids to air using manual techniques, i.e. the use of two vcds interchangably for airing. i had to go home early to meet a friend.
***
i met wally at the CAP auditorium at around noon. i wasn't sure at first if he was really hosting the kliddy party, but when i overheard his voice, i was calmed LOL
he went out of the auditorium after a few minutes, downing a clown's costume and a santa hat. he did not have any make-up on. he was furious at his brother for not taking his other bag of party paraphernalia. i was surprised that he had a gift for me as well. we were like the kids at the exchange party. i gave him a toy monkey and a paper weight. he gave me candles and candle holders.
(ON THE SIDELIGHT: Wally is a friend of mine who teaches part-time at the lyceum of the philippines. he hosts kiddie and corporate parties. he's well-versed in the arts, languages, and is a graduate of broadcasting performance from UP Baguio. he worked for several advertising firms before, and has taught at UP Manila as well. he is currently taking up his masters in theatre arts at UP Diliman. he earns tons of money from his hostings and recently planned buying a condo unit and a 40" flat TV.)
i went to the mall after seeing him. he had to go back to manila by three. i was still pooped.
this is where the gyudon saga started.
THE NIGHT BEFORE
i went home after eating tons of gyudon - to grace's dismay - realizing that i had to go through it. my adviser texted me that night:
no bone, no boner hehe
u got me anxious too... i talked with
the GS pipolkanina, worid abt havng 2cancel
kng tlgang d m tlga kya
they dnt bliv n d m kya.
my adviser is probably one of the coolest professors i've ever met. we go out for yosi break after class LOL she invites us students hahah B.I. LOL
THAT DAY
clad in the same red shirt i wore the previous sunday (since i wore the shirt for less than 3 hours, sayang ang damit. mahirap maglaba.), i went on to the defense with fiona, ryah and lil john.
the kids couldn't believe how passive i was during the defense. i started off with a prayer. then presented my findungs. the knitty-gritty part came after. what happened?
as an output, i have to construct: two visual presentations - one for city planners, the other for rural residents; a comics magazine on community participation; and a brochure on why people whould participate in development initiatives. grrr. that and tons of graphs and tables i have to add.
all in all the comments were minor. syntax mainly. and a few grammar points i overlooked. i was actually touched that before the four-hour session was over, the panel almost edited the whole thesis.
i have to submit the new manu by 1st week february, get their comments, consolidate them, then submit a final hard-bound copy by 1st week march. yes, dar it, i freakin' passed my oral defense.
WHAT'S NEXT?
i need to gather all my additional materials first.
then i'd have to consolidate.
but enough about that. i have to prepare for the reunion party of the radio tomorrow, get the software i need, and plan that trip with the boys to galera after christmas. my sched ain't hectic, noh? hehe
thanks for reading. i appreciate it.
happy christmas to all, and to all, a good night/day/afternoon (as the case may be)
i decided to go through with it. bring it on.
it took me an afternoon of gorging into beef gyudon at tokyo tokyo to finally realize that i had to go through with my masters thesis final defense.
WHY NOT?
last saturday, i submitted my drafts to the graduate school office for final instructions before the original scheduled defense of december 19. to my dismay, dr. vera took one look at my thesis and then rammed me with a myriad of questions regarding her previous corrections to my manuscript.
shock overcame me; i was put under the assumption that i might have had to tear up my manu and re-do it again - this time, ti her suiting.
EA: ano po bang gusto ninyong mangyari mam?
VP: mali ito! asan na yung papel ng mga corrections ko? mali ito!
EA: mam, di ba kaya nga po may final defense pa is for the comments?
VP: you did not answer question number 2...
EA: uung interventions po? ito po... (flips pages)
VP: hindi yan yun. mali.
EA: mam, wala naman po comments yung ibang panel sa interventions...
VP: sila wala, ako meron.
EA: mam, kung ipapagawa ninyo po uli sakin yan ngayon, hindi ko na lang itutuloy. wala na po akong pera.
i left the grad school almost in tears. suddenly the girth i felt for the thesis waned, and i found myself in a writing slump once again.
when i got back to lybat, i had the longest face i've ever put on. i was ranting, jumping all around - much to the surprise and amusement of everyone. the only consolations i had for the rotten saturday? the kids winning P500 (which we will raffle off tomorrow at the reunion party) and a gas stove. yes, i won a gas stove. stop laughing.
THE DAYS BEFORE
sunday went as usual. i went to see grace at around 2.30pm at lodlod church. a friend of hers was getting married, and she was the maid of honor (much to her, and my surprise). she was stunning in the apple green and orange gown, although people couldn't see well 'cause there was no electricity LOL when the SERAPHIM CHOIR sang "kordero, maawa ka" lights went on. or at least until the end of the wedding ceremony. during the pictorials on the altar, lights went off again hehe
i wore a red shirt with vertical white stripes, a khaki pair of pants, and my new brown leather shoes. grabe, before the party was over, i realized i over-dressed for the ocassion LOL i was under the assumption that the crowd was class A-B, because the venue of the reception (which i hosted) was the posh El Grande Haciendas hotel. i was dead wrong LOL
after the party, grace and i went back home - to our respective houses LOL i returned to my writing slump, and decided to not think about the thesis. that same night, my sister and i went to the mall to buy stuff. took us three hours to buy her exchange gift. a measly bottle of strawberry-scented perfume. grr.
monday, i had to go back to school. the PC of the radio station crashed. darn it. three capacitors blew up from the motherboard, and the thing wasn't even turning on. i took the CPU to the property office for a standard check-up. they decided to have all our files backed up - all 12Gbs of it, though i lost my mp3 player software. anyway, i had to leave the kids to air using manual techniques, i.e. the use of two vcds interchangably for airing. i had to go home early to meet a friend.
***
i met wally at the CAP auditorium at around noon. i wasn't sure at first if he was really hosting the kliddy party, but when i overheard his voice, i was calmed LOL
he went out of the auditorium after a few minutes, downing a clown's costume and a santa hat. he did not have any make-up on. he was furious at his brother for not taking his other bag of party paraphernalia. i was surprised that he had a gift for me as well. we were like the kids at the exchange party. i gave him a toy monkey and a paper weight. he gave me candles and candle holders.
(ON THE SIDELIGHT: Wally is a friend of mine who teaches part-time at the lyceum of the philippines. he hosts kiddie and corporate parties. he's well-versed in the arts, languages, and is a graduate of broadcasting performance from UP Baguio. he worked for several advertising firms before, and has taught at UP Manila as well. he is currently taking up his masters in theatre arts at UP Diliman. he earns tons of money from his hostings and recently planned buying a condo unit and a 40" flat TV.)
i went to the mall after seeing him. he had to go back to manila by three. i was still pooped.
this is where the gyudon saga started.
THE NIGHT BEFORE
i went home after eating tons of gyudon - to grace's dismay - realizing that i had to go through it. my adviser texted me that night:
no bone, no boner hehe
u got me anxious too... i talked with
the GS pipolkanina, worid abt havng 2cancel
kng tlgang d m tlga kya
they dnt bliv n d m kya.
my adviser is probably one of the coolest professors i've ever met. we go out for yosi break after class LOL she invites us students hahah B.I. LOL
THAT DAY
clad in the same red shirt i wore the previous sunday (since i wore the shirt for less than 3 hours, sayang ang damit. mahirap maglaba.), i went on to the defense with fiona, ryah and lil john.
the kids couldn't believe how passive i was during the defense. i started off with a prayer. then presented my findungs. the knitty-gritty part came after. what happened?
as an output, i have to construct: two visual presentations - one for city planners, the other for rural residents; a comics magazine on community participation; and a brochure on why people whould participate in development initiatives. grrr. that and tons of graphs and tables i have to add.
all in all the comments were minor. syntax mainly. and a few grammar points i overlooked. i was actually touched that before the four-hour session was over, the panel almost edited the whole thesis.
i have to submit the new manu by 1st week february, get their comments, consolidate them, then submit a final hard-bound copy by 1st week march. yes, dar it, i freakin' passed my oral defense.
WHAT'S NEXT?
i need to gather all my additional materials first.
then i'd have to consolidate.
but enough about that. i have to prepare for the reunion party of the radio tomorrow, get the software i need, and plan that trip with the boys to galera after christmas. my sched ain't hectic, noh? hehe
thanks for reading. i appreciate it.
happy christmas to all, and to all, a good night/day/afternoon (as the case may be)
Dec 11, 2005
ei man
the language pack i cannot download. grr.
today i spent time with her, and realized how lucky i was
to have her in my life.
kitsune was right all along.
we should be glad with what/who we have;
and be more glad that there were things/people we don't have
in our lives, now.
'will try to redecorate this blog. Jesus help me.
logging out. mwah.
the language pack i cannot download. grr.
today i spent time with her, and realized how lucky i was
to have her in my life.
kitsune was right all along.
we should be glad with what/who we have;
and be more glad that there were things/people we don't have
in our lives, now.
'will try to redecorate this blog. Jesus help me.
logging out. mwah.
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