[busy signaL]
[Saturday, June 21, 2003]
the malate [literary folio] test was high school english-y. i can't believe ms padua is still haunting me. at least i had an advantage over the other applicants in the literary knowledge portion of the test. they also asked me to write a poem about legolas. yuk. i paired him up with gimli, haha. anyway i finished by 5pm so it was off to cell group.
i took an express jeep because i was in a hurry and halfway to bicutan. i suddenly noticied that it was raining. hard. on the service road. but not on the expressway. i even stuck out my hand to double-check. i was convinced that god's sense of humor was working overtime until i looked up... and saw the skyway. oh, right. when the senses start to diminish with age, common sense goes first.
so naturally during the runs crossing bicutan and sucat i was soaked to the bone. of course this had to be the first day since school started when i did not bring my jacket. the irony is that whenever i got into a jeep, the rain slacked off. grrr.
since it was rush hour, there was a considerable queue for a trike from lopez. mostly grade and high school students. i lined up behind one guy and then i realized that he was one of the youths i facilitated during the last sk lss. he was looking at me like he saw me before too so i smiled at him [no i am not a pedophile, thank you very much]. then he took a trike and left. maybe i should have talked to him.
our topic during cell group was knowing yourself and one of my realizations is that the way i love myself is through my relationships. i justify my existence with people who need me, so to speak. although "need" is a stronger word than i wish to use and "want" is a place i do not wish to visit at this point in time. ate pats called me an "analyst" [whatever that means] and said she couldn't wait to know me better.
dan dan dan!
sige ingat.ΓΌ
posted by stani at 7:23 AM
i took an express jeep because i was in a hurry and halfway to bicutan. i suddenly noticied that it was raining. hard. on the service road. but not on the expressway. i even stuck out my hand to double-check. i was convinced that god's sense of humor was working overtime until i looked up... and saw the skyway. oh, right. when the senses start to diminish with age, common sense goes first.
so naturally during the runs crossing bicutan and sucat i was soaked to the bone. of course this had to be the first day since school started when i did not bring my jacket. the irony is that whenever i got into a jeep, the rain slacked off. grrr.
since it was rush hour, there was a considerable queue for a trike from lopez. mostly grade and high school students. i lined up behind one guy and then i realized that he was one of the youths i facilitated during the last sk lss. he was looking at me like he saw me before too so i smiled at him [no i am not a pedophile, thank you very much]. then he took a trike and left. maybe i should have talked to him.
our topic during cell group was knowing yourself and one of my realizations is that the way i love myself is through my relationships. i justify my existence with people who need me, so to speak. although "need" is a stronger word than i wish to use and "want" is a place i do not wish to visit at this point in time. ate pats called me an "analyst" [whatever that means] and said she couldn't wait to know me better.
dan dan dan!
sige ingat.ΓΌ
posted by stani at 7:23 AM