I guess happiness just comes around once in a while, sometimes in things you won't expect it to be in. Just like this post. :)
Sunday, February 7, 2010
WELL.
This is the first post of 2010. Doesn't it make you go... WTF? Really?! It's already February and no one posted since the last day of 2009.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Top 5 Things I'm Thankful for in the Decade
No one's writing anymore, but I don't really care if anyone reads this. Well maybe I do, but whatever. Just a little ranting on my part, hee hee.
Siguro the Top 5 things I'm thankful for this 2009, and maybe this decade even:
5) Class of A and Sibol. Yes they're tied because they give me much of the same thing. Friendship.
4) Getting closer to my parents. Signs of maturity? Baka lang. Sana hindi.
3) Sense of Urgency to make my life worthwhile. OA ba? Well totoo naman, :P
2) Feminine Friends. Because it proves that I'm not shallow.
1) Her. Pa cool ba? Haha, I couldn't think of any other simple way to say that so... piss off if you judge me. Her hands, her smell, her shoulders, her little waist, her legs, her skirts, her jeans, her face, her lips (which I haven't gotten to know enough), her cheeks, etc etc etcetera.
And of course Top 0) si God. Top 1 doesn't do Him justice.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Christmaaaaaaas
Well, it's been a really long time since anyone has blogged here before. I guess we all forgot to keep this site alive. In the hopes of trying to revive this obliterated blog, here I am posting.
Today is the Christmas party. The last day together in 2009 as a class. I'm betting we're all gonna have fun, so why not spend the last day, rejoicing, giving gifts to the people you care most about and actually have that sense of happiness which was taken away from us by projects and what not.
We'll all find happiness eventually, but at least for the last day of 2009 as a class, this Christmas party is a great way to end it.
This year has been a great one. 2010, here we come.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
26.5 hours late
I knew I was missing something.
Happiness in Marte Caronongan's point-of-view is holding a camera in your hands, acting like the professional photographer you strive on becoming, forcing perspectives, forcing more perspectives, and zooming in on the best moments in life.
Many know me as the class, and maybe even the school's "official" photographer. My pictures have appeared not once, but quite a few number of times in the Ateneo website, as well as other publications. Knowing that these pictures which I did not expect to reach such heights DO reach those heights make me a happy, happy panda. I knew that my hard work was not wasted on those pictures.
Yes, I am bent on becoming the slut you know I was going to turn into a famous photographer sometime in the future, and I know that such dreams require hardcore dedication and perseverance, qualities which I lack sometimes. But you know what they say, "Libre lang mangarap."
And now, I start my Pursuit of Happyness. One frame at a time.
PS I know I can be gay and just change the date and time I posted this entry, but I'm not gay. Yeah, my Profile Picture in Facebook can be deceiving at times.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
The End (?)
[This isn't graded. I just felt I needed a place to tell this.]
"It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. I hope you had the time of your life."
That line made me so miserable the moment I heard it. I was literally holding my tears back :((
I guess it's a mutual feeling in the whole class. Everybody was sad to see Mrs. De Peralta leave. We've known it since the start of the school year, but it just became a harder pill to swallow as time passed by. Honestly, I have no idea how Ma'am affected us this much; personally, I think it was just a relief to be out of 2nd Year English. But no, I'm quite sure Ma'am did more than take us out of there. I mean SO MUCH MORE than that.
As I tried to draw Ma'am on the illustration board as accurate as I could (sorry if it doesn't look like you, Ma'am :))), I can't help but be a bit depressed. She was leaving the class and the class loved her. By that time, we had no idea (or didn't remember) why she had to go. We didn't want that to happen; we've started great, and I just don't want anything like this to end in something opposite.
On the day itself, I was sure everybody was thinking of how to say goodbye to Ma'am. Things like this shouldn't just crumble like that. We wanted to make Mrs. De Peralta feel like we were worth remembering, because she was for us.
And then she told us she was leaving for good, and perhaps we wouldn't see her again. Talk about heartbreakers. :((
That we were her last class EVER. More heartbreaker stuff. =((
[On a more personal note, I can die peacefully now, after hearing Ma'am speak in Filipino. It was one of the things on my "Things That Should Happen Before I Die" List.]
We can't say how much you meant to us Ma'am. I don't know where to start. I don't even know when to end. Ma'am, it's just...
...we can't explain it enough in words how much it meant for us to be your students, and the last ones to boot. :D
We can't accept the fact that the credits are now rolling in front of our eyes. But life goes on, and however much it may make us miserable to think that 3rd Year English does not anymore include Mrs. De Peralta, we still need to get the show going, 'cause that's the only way to show how much you meant to us :D
At least you could have finished the year with us, Ma'am. It would have really made 3rd Year really really really nice. But in the end, it's your choice to make, and whatever you choose, Ma'am, we'll be behind you, supporting :D :>
I hope you'll never forget us Ma'am, because I'm a hundred percent sure we won't.
"It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right, I hope you had the time of your life"
Mrs. De Peralta, we'll always remember you, and we love you! >:D<
"It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. I hope you had the time of your life."
That line made me so miserable the moment I heard it. I was literally holding my tears back :((
I guess it's a mutual feeling in the whole class. Everybody was sad to see Mrs. De Peralta leave. We've known it since the start of the school year, but it just became a harder pill to swallow as time passed by. Honestly, I have no idea how Ma'am affected us this much; personally, I think it was just a relief to be out of 2nd Year English. But no, I'm quite sure Ma'am did more than take us out of there. I mean SO MUCH MORE than that.
As I tried to draw Ma'am on the illustration board as accurate as I could (sorry if it doesn't look like you, Ma'am :))), I can't help but be a bit depressed. She was leaving the class and the class loved her. By that time, we had no idea (or didn't remember) why she had to go. We didn't want that to happen; we've started great, and I just don't want anything like this to end in something opposite.
On the day itself, I was sure everybody was thinking of how to say goodbye to Ma'am. Things like this shouldn't just crumble like that. We wanted to make Mrs. De Peralta feel like we were worth remembering, because she was for us.
And then she told us she was leaving for good, and perhaps we wouldn't see her again. Talk about heartbreakers. :((
That we were her last class EVER. More heartbreaker stuff. =((
[On a more personal note, I can die peacefully now, after hearing Ma'am speak in Filipino. It was one of the things on my "Things That Should Happen Before I Die" List.]
We can't say how much you meant to us Ma'am. I don't know where to start. I don't even know when to end. Ma'am, it's just...
...we can't explain it enough in words how much it meant for us to be your students, and the last ones to boot. :D
We can't accept the fact that the credits are now rolling in front of our eyes. But life goes on, and however much it may make us miserable to think that 3rd Year English does not anymore include Mrs. De Peralta, we still need to get the show going, 'cause that's the only way to show how much you meant to us :D
At least you could have finished the year with us, Ma'am. It would have really made 3rd Year really really really nice. But in the end, it's your choice to make, and whatever you choose, Ma'am, we'll be behind you, supporting :D :>
I hope you'll never forget us Ma'am, because I'm a hundred percent sure we won't.
"It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right, I hope you had the time of your life"
Mrs. De Peralta, we'll always remember you, and we love you! >:D<
Think happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts...
Nothing’s coming to me, especially since my palm was just burned by an idiot. Now how do you write about happiness if each press on the keyboard sharpens the sting on your fingertips?
Maybe that’s what makes happiness so hard to recreate. It’s the feeling that makes your eyes wrinkle when you smile, ignore the irritating noise that won’t let you concentrate or the sensations from my throbbing fingers. Happiness is effortless.
It’s the feeling which wipes away almost everything else. A peace that wraps you as good as a condom from those convenient stores. So great that you always worry if it will go away. So fragile because of its rarity yet so sturdy in that solitary moment before it rips and leaks away slowly. Bliss. Though momentarily, in the end we will only just remember how it feels.
-Stephen Narciso. Im pretty sure I asked THEM to add this earlier. :D
Nothing’s coming to me, especially since my palm was just burned by an idiot. Now how do you write about happiness if each press on the keyboard sharpens the sting on your fingertips?
Maybe that’s what makes happiness so hard to recreate. It’s the feeling that makes your eyes wrinkle when you smile, ignore the irritating noise that won’t let you concentrate or the sensations from my throbbing fingers. Happiness is effortless.
It’s the feeling which wipes away almost everything else. A peace that wraps you as good as a condom from those convenient stores. So great that you always worry if it will go away. So fragile because of its rarity yet so sturdy in that solitary moment before it rips and leaks away slowly. Bliss. Though momentarily, in the end we will only just remember how it feels.
-Stephen Narciso. Im pretty sure I asked THEM to add this earlier. :D
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