HAVE YOU EVER SEEN ROCKS PRAY?
TILT YOUR HEAD TO THE LEFT, AND SEE.

today was a quasi-productive day for me.

woke up at around 4am, and started layouting the invite for the communication convention (almost 200 people have committed to attend the event; don't worry, i'm done with the wedding invites).

took me a while to design something simple enough for the marketing peeps to reproduce, but not too mediocre that it'd look stupid.

THE DAY BEFORE
the foreign service majors went to greenbelt for the 2006 german silent film festival. much to their (and my) dismay, the tickets were sold out five minutes before they arrived at the venue- this was contrary to what the goethe institut told me three weeks ago: that the event did not require reservations.

i was so frantic that i did not sleep until all the kids got home safely. and then there's the matter of paying the van they used. grr.
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took breakfast in the bus - one bottle of mineral water and enerva solution. when i got to school (not to my surprise), the parade hadn't started yet. i got a burger (an a puff) for breakfast.

parade started around 8.30am; cheerdance, around 10am. markie was insisting i had something to confess. i did not budge LOL

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when i got home, i dropped by the printing press and ordered some cardboard for the invitations. paper will arrive on friday. since i've already done the design, all i'll have to do is print it when all revisions have been made.

this afternoon down till early evening, we finished the master guest list. 120 people are slated to come; and my wallet says 'ouch' LOL

***
i'm spending for the wedding. almost all of it.
heck, all of it.
bought my mom an eggpearl necklace. hope she likes it.
it's her birthday on sept 16th.
i'll just buy myself a soda float on my birthday.
wala na akong pera eh ;p

be safe, always.
still here po.

it's almost here - almost at the tip of my fingers.
i'm almost there.
getting hitched, i mean.

we've just finished finalizing how the
invitations might look like -
fonts, colors, design. (yung ilalaman na lang, i.e.
the entourage, ang hindi pa masyadong napapag-usapan.)

we've also decided to use CDs
(and mylen's gifts) as souvenirs for the ceremony.

we're still figuring out, though,where to hold the reception.
the idea of having it at el grande has crossed our minds
but grace is hesitant because of the "dim past" el grande holds
(it used to be a favorite motorist lodge in the late 90s).
we might try la corona.

as for the gown, i've seen the design she wants;
i'll look for a gown to modify na lang siguro
(i have no budget for the fancier ones,
since i'm spending for everything LOL).
i've seen an orange-hued barong at onesimus-
it has hand-painted baroque designs on it.

i also found a cute cake to match the motiff-
it's three layers of carrot cake
drapped in white fondant. the middle layer is colored yellow.
the cake is dressed up by sunflowers and orange slices (i'm serious).

bale simbahan na lang ang kulang LOL

***

on the heavier side, some teacher (let's give her the acronym T.M.)-
the one who raised her voice at me a few weeks ago -
raised the issue again at the teachers' meeting with the VPAA recently.
looks like things still aren't quite okay with her.
what does she want from me?!

now the other teachers are staring at me
like i was a criminal or something; some are even shying away from me.
although i don't really care.
i love my job; i love what i'm doing.
i love my kids, my friends, and the radio.
i love grace above most.
that's what's important, right?

i dunno how things'll go for the wedding.
sobrang dami kong iniisip. sana magawa kong lahat.
ei, still here ;p

honestly, masama ang loob ko sa pamilya ko ngayon. LAGI NAMAN EH. i feel like the only reason why i exist and live in the house is because i give money.

a couple of nights ago, my father asked if i had money. naubusan daw the gasul. my family hasn't really been the same since my mom resigned from work. i mean, ever freakin' time, i have to shelf out money for them (unlike before).

not that i'm totally complaining, but i just feel like i don't have an obligation to help out. the only reason why i give money is because i want to. because i understand the family's situation. but not like this.

call it selective perception, but why is it, everytime - after i give money during the 15th and 30th of the month - my clothes get washed, i have dinner waiting for me when i get home, the mood at home is lighter than usual. as for the rest of the days in the month, everything's dragging, a lot of eerie silence after dinner (if i get any), awkwardness.

just now, on my way home, my sister texted me up. my dad didn't make any money today (he works in the cockpit as a kristo). he's asking if i got paid na for the 15th. i honestly went to the bank prior to sending grace home; this was to no avail. i believe the school would pay us up by tomorrow morning pa, since it doesn't release salaries on a monday (chinese belief).


i've started developing qualms over the married scenario now - what if i get married? would i still be marred by the same "obligation"? what of MY family then? would my responsibility towards my family supersede the family i'd be building? that really doesn't sound fair to me.

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on the lighter side, we've already bought cd's for the souvenirs. add the fact that my future mother-in-law is starting to seemingly like me, and things are a bit okay.

have a great day, y'all.
;p

no. i'm not writing about lanate (adj, hairy) people.
i just noticed that a lot of events're happening this coming september, and the school's all fuzzy about it.

i mean, i'm glad that everyone discovered that preparation for events should take around one to two months prior to the event, but geez, it's like everyone's being asked to do all the preparations all at the same time!

***

i'm getting wearisome for the coming communication convention. it's like noone from the mass communication association is helping me out. i feel like everyone's forcus is at bandista (a bandshowdown i stopped coordinatiing to make way for the new radio management; and because some teachers were starting to question my visibility in all mass com events).

it's like everyone is working for that, and i'm left alone to work on the convention by myself. grr. i know mylen will help me out. i guess i just have to ask first; but i feel that the kids are too focused on bandista, and not on the convention.

what's even worse, director joey reyes hasn't replied just yet for the convention. i'm calling him later this afternoon.

i hope things go as planned. i'd hate to be put in a position where embarassment meets remorse.

this week has got to be one of the most challenging weeks that i've ever had so far.
couple of things happened:

1. a student questioned my authority in class. i was addressing the majority of the department's plans to call the attention of parents of students whose absenteeism was becoming frequent. one reacted; although he wasn't one of the students i called attention, he started asking me to show my class record as proof. he was saying this in an intimidating tone. i was flushed. i acknoeledged his concern and sat down. my BP went up.
2. that very afternoon, grace and i had a fight. she left her wallet at the office - money, atm and all. i didn't go balistic, but i told her i was a bit disappointed. that statement blew out of proportion. the following morning, she was giving me back the engagement ring. needless to say, my BP went up. mid-day the following day, we were texting "loveu" again.
3. i was called to my attention by a teacher who was complaining about procedural use of the mass com lab. i told her that i could not decide whether or not she could be given a form so she could use the lab next tuesday. all hell broke loose, and she started raising my voice at me (don't worry, i was calm, collected and civil. i laughed after she left).
4. this afternoon, mylen talked to me, telling me that some faculty were talking bad things about me: that i was becoming boastful; that i was becoming too officious and too "visible" in almost all activities; that i was fastly becoming the "lord of the mass com people"; that people were noticing my exposures more than they should. i broke down and cried to mylen.

the week was more than enough to handle.
darn week. keep close aight?
;p