Kausap ko ang estudyante ko kanina. Pinag-uusapan namin ang isang historical landmark na napuntahan niya sa Maynila - ang EDSA Shrine. Sabi niya, nung panahon ng EDSA revolution, walang kalayaan ang mga tao na gawin ang maraming bagay. Sinabi niya rin na wala rin daw "freedom of depressed".
Natahimik ako sa sinabi niya. Maganda yun ah. Freedom of Depressed.
Sa panahong talamak ang ka-emo-han at ka-OA-han sa mundo, malamang dapat nating isulong ang kalayaan ng mga taong depressed. Sakop nito ang mga privilege ng mga taong tinamaan ng matinding depresyon sa kanilang buhay.
Matindi ang pinagdadaanan ko ngayon pero hindi ko masabi kung depression nga ba ito. Alam ko na pagdepressed ako, marami akong karapatan. Tulad ng..
1. Maglasing araw-araw sa loob ng isang buwan. Kilalanin ang lahat ng cocktail na nakalista sa menu.
2. Lumamon ng lahat ng pagkaing gusto ko. Kulang nalang, humilata sa kama at abangan ang stroke.
3. O di kaya, kalimutan na kailangan ng katawan ko ang pagkain. Gawing idol si Karen Carpenter.
4. Matulog buong araw. Aakalain ng mga kasama ko sa bahay na na-stroke na nga ako.
5. Makinig labsongs umaga hanggang gabi. Masokista, sobra.
6. Magpost ng status sa FB maya't maya, daig pa ang adbertays ni Villar sa TV.
7. Isubsob ang sarili sa trabaho. Ultimo paglilinis ng banyo sa opisina, feel kong gawin.
8. Pumunta sa mataong lugar at tumunganga mag-isa.
9. Umiyak habang kumakain ng ice cream.
10. Magpa-manicure at pedicure linggo-linggo.
Para sa akin, ito ang mga bagay na sakop ng Freedom of Depressed dahil ginawa ko ang lahat ng ito minsan sa aking buhay. Sa ngayon, ang nagagawa ko pa lamang ay ang number 8. Hindi naman ako gaanong tumunganga. Nagpa-cute lang ng konti sa mga lalake sa kabilang la mesa at umuwi agad ng kinilabutan na. Siguro depressed ako, siguro hindi. Siguro natutunan ko na ang mga pinaka-epektibong paraan upang magmukhang normal kahit malungkot.
Freedom of Depressed. Alam kong barok pakinggan at alam kong dapat kong pinagtawanan ang estudyante ko kanina. Subalit nakaisip ako ng isang mahalagang aral. Kung karapatan ng tao na maging masaya, may karapatan din siyang makaramdam ng lungkot at maghanap ng paraan upang maibsan ito, basta't wala siyang naapakan o nasasaktang iba.
Nagtatagalog ako kasi napagod ako sa kaka-ingles buong hapon.
Bow.
5.05.2010
5.04.2010
Day One
Day One is all about the jitters and the excitement and the two-hour thrill in preparation for the big day. Today is my day one.
I was invited by my IELTS review center to join their team. Without thinking twice, I said yes. And today was the first day of my stint as an interviewer.
I was once on the receiving end of the mental torture you get when reviewing for the IELTS. Today, it felt quite good to be on the other end haha.
The first student I interviewed was jittery. And so was I.
Nikka: Good afternoon.
Boy: Good afternoon Ma'am.
Nikka: Have a seat.
Boy: (takes his seat)
Nikka: Good afternoon.
Boy: Good afternoon Ma'am.
Sheesh. But as the hours went by, I realized how I shouldn't be the chicken in that scene. So I picked up the pace and tried to enjoy the afternoon. It was nice to hear their opinions and the varying ways they answer.
It's only my first day and I already had lots of fun. Yes, I admit, my students had bloopers and my evil twin was laughing the whole time but I'll save these stories for drinking sessions and chillax paloozas. But I'll take it as my responsibility to help and counsel the students; I know how much everybody wants to be on greener pastures for a change.
I know it's only day one. But I like the job so much that I hope to keep it for the longest time possible. Day One is for dipping my toes in the water and I think the water is just right.
Thank you Lord. You are amazing.
Cheers!
I was invited by my IELTS review center to join their team. Without thinking twice, I said yes. And today was the first day of my stint as an interviewer.
I was once on the receiving end of the mental torture you get when reviewing for the IELTS. Today, it felt quite good to be on the other end haha.
The first student I interviewed was jittery. And so was I.
Nikka: Good afternoon.
Boy: Good afternoon Ma'am.
Nikka: Have a seat.
Boy: (takes his seat)
Nikka: Good afternoon.
Boy: Good afternoon Ma'am.
Sheesh. But as the hours went by, I realized how I shouldn't be the chicken in that scene. So I picked up the pace and tried to enjoy the afternoon. It was nice to hear their opinions and the varying ways they answer.
It's only my first day and I already had lots of fun. Yes, I admit, my students had bloopers and my evil twin was laughing the whole time but I'll save these stories for drinking sessions and chillax paloozas. But I'll take it as my responsibility to help and counsel the students; I know how much everybody wants to be on greener pastures for a change.
I know it's only day one. But I like the job so much that I hope to keep it for the longest time possible. Day One is for dipping my toes in the water and I think the water is just right.
Thank you Lord. You are amazing.
Cheers!
5.03.2010
Oh The Memories :)
Here are recent photos that I absolutely adore. :)
This was taken weeks ago, after the shoot for the latest set. Takmu, Nikki and me just fooling around. Nikki is in her best element! Bwahaha.
Last April 29. 2010, Mama celebrated her 50th birthday. And since my friends lived in the neighboring towns, I invited them to come over. This is Japoy, my friend's bro. I like this photo cos I never knew I could laugh that hard again! :)
These are some of my most amazing friends. Pepito, Esme, Mamu and Belle. A lot of people are still missing in this pic: Gian, Beri, Gideon and Eking. Hopefully we could all get together one day. :) Seeing them makes me realize how much I missed out on in the past couple of years.
These were the youngest and noisiest and hungriest guests on my Mom's birthday. Love love love. :) The kid on the photo is my cousin Allistair. He knows too much about dinosaurs.
See how much she has grown! :) This is Nia trying to be a dalaga by imitating what I'm doing. She got her lips too red after this shot.
I'm having a blast and these photos aren't enough to prove it. Life is good :)
Cheers! :)
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