Inkblots 9 at 79: Celebrating nine years of the fellowship of the pen.
On its 79th year, The Varsitarian, the official student publication of the University of Santo Tomas, will hold Inkblots 2007: the 9th UST National Campus Journalism Fellowship on October 22-24 at the Thomas Aquinas Research Complex and the AMV-College of Accountancy Building.
The fellowship will consist of seminars on news writing, sports writing, investigative reporting, feature writing, culture and lifestyle writing, and Filipino journalism.
There will be parallel sessions on column writing, writing for broadcast, cartooning, and photojournalism. Plenary sessions on journalism ethics and campus paper management will also be included, with a bonus news writing workshop added this year.
The fellowship is open to all student writers, campus press advisers, high school journalism instructors, and school officials.
Seasoned lecturers and media practitioners invited include Rodrigo “Jiggy” Manicad (host, Reporter’s Notebook, GMA 7), Ruel de Vera (associate editor, Sunday Inquirer Magazine), Quinito Henson (sports columnist, Philippine Star), Howie Severino (host, Sine Totoo, GMA 7), and Alice Colet-Villadolid (former Philippine Press Institute Executive Director), among others.
Fellows will be charged with a Php1,200 registration fee inclusive of workshop kit, supplementary materials, lunch, snacks, and an Inkblots 2007 bag and shirt.
Registration is ongoing. Pre-registration is required and will be on a first-come, first-served basis due to limited slots. Registration for UST students starts on September 24, 2007.
For more information, visit the Varsitarian office at Rm. 105, Tan Yan Kee Student Center Bldg., UST or call 406 1611 loc. 8235 and look for Celina Ann M. Tobias (0906 497 4838/0922 840 0928) or Nathaniel R. Melican (0906 315 7261). You may also email us at firstname.lastname@example.org or download the registration form at www.varsitarian.com.
Despite the fact that it was a Saturday, we had school today, but not in the way you think. Today St. Scholastica’s College celebrated 99 years of existence through various activities, and let me tell you; by the end of it I could barely catch my breath.
At five o clock in the morning (yes, you read right) the entire SSC community—sisters, students, alumnae, teachers, parents, employees—gathered at Roxas Boulevard for a Centennial Fun-run. Though it was absolutely draining (I don’t normally run/fast-walk 5 kilometers each day, so sue me), it was exhilarating to see the number of people present. Goodness, the medley of colors of shirts was dizzyingly amazing, and the whole event practically screamed school spirit! Anyway.
There were other events that followed the fun-run today, all prepared by the tireless Centennial Committee. These included the 99-car motorcade to St. Scho, the mass presided by the Papal Nuncio at the SSC grounds as well as programs and numbers that showcased the talents of the different sectors of the Scholastican Community. It seemed to be a battle of the crème de la crème, as both teachers and students went onstage to serenade, to dance—and even the manongs, manangs and security personal did a ditty themselves! It was all great, great fun and so excruciatingly tiring.
There was a bazaar that day too, and exhibits at the Amhrein Gallery and the High School Building. Elation was what I felt when I saw what both these exhibits had to offer. And hungry was what I felt when I saw all the delicious food being sold at the grounds. J
So, all in all, it was a great day! Sure, I do have some blisters on my heels and ankles, and my legs feel like they’re on fire, but it’s all good. I did get a workout after all. And if you’re wondering, I did finish the run…in an hour and a half. Well, I’m afraid I only go 3.33 kilometers per hour. Ergh. I never was an athlete.
December 3, 2006
Birthdays are loads of fun. Birthday parties are even more fun, especially if you know the celebrant really well. And this particular birthday party was both meaningful and enjoyable in every way.
Today, St. Scho turned 100 years old. Yes, she did. She celebrated her centennial with a mass (it is Scholastican tradition to glorify God in everything that they do, after all), and a parade featuring the new Scholastican Mascot. Inside St. Scho, hundreds of Scholasticans waited for the program to start---which included floats among other things. Snacks were even served to us! Yay! December 8, 2006
After a strenuous week of rehearsals and late dismissals, it has finally come to this (Drum roll, please.) The performances and numbers of this Grand Centennial Finale was a fitting end to one of the most important weeks in Scholastican history.
Way up in the stands of the Rizal Memorial Oval Track, one could see that every sector of the Scholastican community played a vital role in the outcome of the Centennial Finale. Everyone had something to offer, from the über cute girls of the Junior Prep to the ates of the High school and College Units. It was absolute love seeing the whole school united.
And when we all formed the Pax sign and the 100, it was exhilarating to know that we were part of Scholastican history, and that this would be remembered 100 years from now, when other girls would be doing stuff for St. Scho’s bi-centennial. (I’m sure SSC would live that long, even if we won’t.)
Bago ang lahat, nais ko kayong batiin ng “Maligayang pagtatapos.” Iyan ang bunga ng inyong pagtitiyaga na pumunta sa ating mga tutorials tuwing Sabado. Ako, kasama ng inyong mga ate, ay talagang humahanga sa sipag na inyong ipinapakita. Sana ay ipagpatuloy ninyo iyan at natitiyak ko na magiging maganda ang inyong kinabukasan. Lagi kayong manalig at magdasal sa Diyos upang lagi Niya kayong gabayan sa lahat ng inyong mga gagawin.
Sa pagtatapos ng Taong Panunurang ito, huwag ninyo sanang isipin na ito na rin ang wakas ng ating pagkakaibigan at pagsasamahan. Magkikita pa tayo[ng] muli. Ngunit, sana sa panahong hindi na tayo magkakasamam, huwag ninyong kalimutan ang mga bagay na aming naituro sa inyo.
Patnubayan nawa kayo ng Diyos!
Muli, Maligayang Pagtatapos!
Marso 12, 2007
Sa mga minamahal na magtatapos ng SEP,
Binabati ko kayo sa inyong pagtatapos. Sana [ay or -‘y] marami kayong natutunan sa lahat ng mga gawain na inihanda ng mga nagprisentang ate mula sa Santa Eskolastika. Mula sa aming lahat, nagpapasalamat kami sa pagpunta ninyo tuwing Sabado upang matuto mula sa amin. Lagi kaming nananabik sa ating pagkikita kahit na minsan ay nakakabawas ito sa inyong oras upang maglaro kasama ang inyong mga kapatid o kaibigan.
Gusto kong ipaalam sa inyo na naging inspirasyon kayo sa aming buhay. Sana tayo’y magkita pa muli.
~ winner's circle should be in the computer by Tuesday (which is today, AGH)
~book and movie reviews should be given to Niki
~ assign someone to cover the ABS Sportsfest
~draw the Scholastican evolution drawing. It wasn't in the office after all. In case you were wondering, NO, the uniforms through the ages is not the Scholastican evo drawing. Jas:
~Experience of insider in St. Scho should have been in with Niki by Monday night (and it's not, in case you were wondering)
~Complete list of contributors
~ the blog entries and mag layout should be done by Friday. Neither the version you gave Jean nor the version you gave me are complete. You know, past December 6? What will Jean or I edit?
~More comments on the blog entries:
-- justify the text please -- switch pages 5 and 4 (so that 'light red' comes before 'magic breath') -- switch pages 6 and 7 (I think page six should be 'shopaholic' and 7 should be 'pastel stars'... or was it the other way around? anyway, those two pages, however you arranged them in the beginning, should be switched) -- Add the July blog entry to the ... blog entries. It's in the 'New Folder' folder amongst the stuff you gave us. Uh, Put it after the med mission article, which is page 4, so that the July entry becomes page 5 (Jean assumes you know that 'magic breath,' which was the original page 5, becomes page 6, page 6 becomes page 7, and so on) -- fill in the table of contents' staff box and contributor portion (Staff box, uh, you know the editors, contributors, I should get them from Jas... whenever you plan to give it, Jas dear) -- Like I said, FINISH the layout, especially of the December 5-8. Uh, EIC says, December 8 na nga yung pinakaimportante, yun pa yung wala -- Uh, please put a space after each paragraph. You know, what we (or I) usually do with our (my) LJ entries. The way it turned out makes it look a bit cramped.
~layout the Centennial quiz
I put even the reminders for non-internet/LJ users because I'm sure that after you read this you'll remind them when you see them, right?
Woah, like, oh my gosh, my legs hurt very, very much, but the extent of my injury only remains on my lower half. Haha.
I joined the 5K Fun Run yesterday (I'm sure several of you did) during the Centennial Kick-Off. Sure, there were the 3K and the 10K, but I think we joined the 5K because the high school wasn’t allowed to join the 3K. Maybe that was just a rumor.
We were up really, early, me and my sister and my parents, to go to the CCP Complex. When we got there some guys were already jogging around, while most of the high school students were gathered at the base of the CCP Theater, near the fountain. I couldn’t tell though if the joggers were going to join the Fun Run as well. Anyone, as long as you were from the Scholastican family (parents of students included) could join, so that’s why my parents came along. We needed the exercise anyway. Go us.
Thing is, I'm just not used to the extreme physical exertion. Sure, I can WALK for a very long time, but the people I was with were jogging and running, and I didn't want to be alone, so I ran, which I could do anyway. But running and walking and jogging for around an hour (yeah, I know, I’m slow) may be just too much. It was really fun though, watching the people manning the water stations who were frantically pouring whole buckets of water onto the glasses that lay on the table, watching the juniors selling water bottles, greeting teachers I passed on the way, and pointing out a few billboards of men in briefs and calling them 'pictures of encouragement.' I guess I just wasn't so ready for the pain I would be experiencing afterwards.
You know what? I can’t remember much of what happened after that.
I came from the Medical Mission just now. Gah. This day was just so funny. My feet are killing me. DoctorSCHO ‘yan! is one of St. Scho’s activities for the centennial. :) **Early as usual I woke up at 4 this morning because Ms. Cruz said the bus to Bay, Laguna was to leave at 6. I just realized that Bay is the place my relatives have been calling ‘Ba-EH.’ I live under a rock. I was already at school at . I didn’t know I walk that fast. (x_X) There were a few teachers there. Only then did I notice that I was the only student joining. It was a good thing my classmate’s mom is a medical technologist, so she was there too.
**Bus We waited for an hour for the late doctors who were going to join the medical mission. It’s funny, come to think of it. Late doctors. (What if you were dying and your doctor came late? ‘Oh, I’m sorry you died, the traffic was bad.’) o_O On the other hand, we did get free breakfast. The egg looked funny though, so I didn’t eat it. My classmate, Louise, fell asleep beside me in the bus. She looked so cute, I wanted to take a picture. Blackmail *evil smile* I miss my class.
**Bay, Laguna and interesting purple outfits A big tent was situated in front of the municipal hall of Bay. That was where the people were going to have their check-ups. Ten minutes after getting off the bus, I just stood there, taking notes. I saw the titas and teachers distributing funny-looking lavender tops. They’re similar to the tops surgeons would wear. (No, not the coats. I think they’re called… scrub suits? Forgive me; I am not introduced to these things). The first thought that came to me was ‘Thank God, I’m just here to cover the event,’ then I saw one of the titas’ daughter, Justine, wearing one of the said lavender tops. My classmate approached me seconds later and handed me one. So, what happened was, I was a doctor for a day. People would approach me every ten minutes asking me about their sickness. (X_x)
**Rx paper, scissors and the latest tambayan After we came back from our break, someone asked us for more prescription papers. I went to ask Ms. Mendoza. She said she didn’t know so she sent me to ask someone else. The person said there weren’t any left. When I told Ms. Mendoza, she told me to ask Ms. Cabandi. Ms. Cabandi told me to look for her box which was with Ms. Galan—ahhh! *distressed face here*
30 minutes or so later, Ms. Galan came with sheets of prescription paper. We, Louise, Justine and I, had to cut them in four since there were four Rx papers in one sheet. We continued to cut until it rained. Ms. Mendoza said, ‘you have something to write about now. Tell them about your quest for prescription paper.’ Yes, miss. That’s very cute. Please don’t remind me about quests. (X_x) When the tent got a bit crowded because of the rain, Ms. Mendoza asked us to cut somewhere else. Thus we were introduced to our latest tambayan, Tita Lai’s van.
**Lunch, interview and something called puypuy A little after lunch, Sir Cabrias approached me saying, 'Blue Flame, may interview tayo.' He laughed seconds later and continued, 'Blue Flame na pala yung pangalan mo noh?' Yes, Sir, Blue is my name and Flame is my last name. Quite nice, I must say. So there, we interviewed a lady and a man, who they said was the ‘right hand of the mayor.’
Sir Cabrias: Good afternoon po. I’m Mr. Cabrias, editor-in-chief of the HSFA newsletter.
He looked at me. I stared back for about 5 seconds then I realized I had to introduce myself that way, too. (T.T) And so I did, with a bit of mumbling and uncertainty.
Note to self: PRACTICE
Somewhere in the conversation, the lady mentioned one of the places in Laguna called Puypuy. I’m not really sure of the spelling, but that’s how it was pronounced. Mr. Cabrias then said, with a sheepish grin, “lugar pala un! May babae kaninang tinatanong sa 'kin ‘yun pero sabi ko 'pumunta po kayo dun sa pharmacy, dun niyo po hanapin yung puypuy.'” Funny. :))
**Jamming with the titas A LOT of things happened that day. For the first time in my life, I saw little boys being circumcised, hung out with the titas, saw a different side of teachers, and much more. The day ended with merienda with the titas and with Justine. The titas were so noisy, very Scholastican. I must say, they, too, are Scholasticans at heart.
WE WON THE INTRAMS. :D I must say the sophomores were very good. The championship basketball game of the seniors vs. the sophomores was-- what's the word for it... Let's just say, thank God for free throws and Ina's MVP-ness. It was a good game, sophies. Next year nalang kayo mag- champion. :D
My batch is just... amazing. We bagged basketball, swimming, table tennis, chess, marathon, cheering, the Scholastican Singing Idol award, Best Drummer award, and most disciplined batch. *hearts* You, batch, are so lovely. I find it funny that we're STILL the most disciplined batch though. Haha. How that happened, I have no idea. :))
~*CONCERT I didn't even see any of the bands perform, but I must say that tonight was very, VERY interesting. :)) Let’s see, what did I miss? Imago (hearts hearts), 6 Cyclemind, Julianne and Cherry Cornflakes. Hmm. I’m glad I missed it. I met 3 lovely people tonight ( at the SSC field). :D This night is definitely worth remembering.
December 3 : CENTENNIAL DAY: ST. SCHO is ONE HUNDRED YEARS old!
First thought upon entering the Ninoy Aquino stadium at : AIRCON. ahsdjkashfjk. Yessss.
This was probably the longest mass I've been to, and the priest was so hyper that I couldn't help but catch his cheerfulness. Haha. The damdam-ko and other claps are still stuck in my head. x.x I swear, one of these days my hands are going to fall off and my brain is going to shut down but all I would think about would be those claps.
The flaglets we were carrying got in the way at first, until someone finally thought of putting it under her seat. Smart girl. So I've been waving around that flaglet like I was a Prep student for how many minutes? >.> Ah well. At least that's... uh... a form of School spirit. XD
After the Mass we walked the relatively short way back to St. Scho (back to Pennsylvania Avenue-er, Leon Guinto). I swear, if I didn't bring an umbrella, I'd probably be complaining like the others were. Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with the weather. It's December, but it feels like summer. On a side note, there were floats behind us, carrying pseudo-five Benedictine sisters of 1906. :D
When we entered the gates, we were given ice cream (! Ice cream!) to cool our heads (SMART PEOPLE, I tell you. Smart and thoughtful). Then, we were dismissed. O.o NO CLASSES TOMORROW! Haha!
From what I heard, though, there were more activities during the afternoon, like the Grand Alumnae Centennial Homecoming. Apparently, the following happened:
*The Generation Awards (makes me wish my entire bloodline was composed of Scholasticans XD)
*Honoring of Prioresses and Presidents
*Honouring of SSAFI Presidents
*The 100 Outstanding Alumnae Awards
*Reunion of / Recognition Rites for the Boys of Sister Gratia
*100 ScholastiCAKES (!!!!!!! BUFFET FOR 300 PESOS ONLY! WHY DIDN'T THEY TELL US???)
*Dinner, Singing and Dancing, and Fireworks!!!! (;.; can we have a repeat of this day?)
I would have loved today if I hadn't heard of that afternoon I missed. D:
I think I was about to see who the mysterious person was, then I felt a sudden vibration. It was my phone, seemingly active, as it was ridding of the fog and clouds of Dreamland all energetically beeping and vibrating like it was being paid to do so. Today’s Sunday, and we have
classes! ?But on the good side, today, my school is 100! ? Okay, so maybe I was not THAT ecstatic to be going to the Ninoy Aquino Stadium (I was sleepy!) and maybe because I was not in celebratory mood just yet. I remember, a few months ago, while browsing pages from my planner, I saw written under December 3 was Community Day, and I simply said “Oh! That’s the day we get free ice cream!”
Going back, I arrived at the stadium just in time for the Mass. It was a “grand” Mass. Besides the fact that there were like 200,000(?) people inside, the praiseworthy music department also conducted the music live. (side note: I just read an article about the history of our music department in the Philippine Daily Inquirer, and it made me so proud. ?)After the Mass, we were given sandwiches and water by the nuns. Never expecting how things would go about afterwards, my friends and I just ate and chatted along. Having done that, we prepared to go out for the parade.
Surprisingly, the “party mode” was already being initiated. Men wearing ethnic costumes were beating their drums as loud as they can as several cars and floats were beginning to progress. There was even a carabao on the float! Nah, it was a fake! So, we started walking in front of HarrisonPlaza while people on cars and on the streets were indifferent, shocked or alarmed that several people wearing the same outfits strolled their domain. Cruel enough, weather was not on my side that day. As we were walking, the used-to-be-bright-star turned into a ball of hot molten lava, burning and slowly smoldering our skins until it gets torn apart leaving us with only our skeletal system. (Okay, that was just gory!) So maybe I exaggerated a little bit, but the point is, it was HOT, freezing hot. To add my luck, I didn’t even have a cap or pair of shades to give a little bit of relief. No, all I had was the bottle of water, given by the nuns and my leftover sandwich (which I happened to bestow upon a little kid who I chanced upon in the street fronting the Rizal Memorial.) Catching sight of Gate 1, hope came to me and I was so excited to finally end this walk-a-thon. But then, the people before us did not make the highly anticipated left turn, but instead they went straight, heading for the street near gate 7. oh no! we were going around the whole school! Suddenly, the ‘memorial strolling’ turned out to be a ‘death march’ like how the soldiers were punished during the Japanese occupation.To continue, the music was already slowly fading as we were panting and catching our breath. I recall a certain incident, back in my former school, I was a member of a sort-of “marching band” (it sounds weird if you view it that way, but at least I was playing an instrument!) on one almost similar occasion, we were playing our instruments while the rest of the school was walking. Halfway through the walk, our lyres were just hanging on our backs as we walked and drank water to alleviate us. No music was heard for a long period of time ( we were tired!!) As we reached gate 5, people started giving out what I had almost forgotten about that day…ice cream! I quickly unwrapped and relished every bit of that frosted delicacy as the sun competed with me by melting it and causing it to drip. An explanation of the symbols used in the floats was done as everyone was busy rejuvenating themselves. It turns out that St. Scholastica’s started in Tondo, and Tondo back then, was a farmland, explaining the existence of the fake carabao. Then, they moved to Singalong where we are reaping the fruits of the German nuns’ labor and severe dedication. The day ended with band music and everybody went home. I, for one, was tired and weary, yet another side of me was saying: “this is one centennial to remember” and I just smiled.
Today was our Grand Centennial Celebration. Thankfully, we weren't really forced to go to the real celebration (which took place that night, for the alumna), so we had a half-day and a free day after that. And then some Field Demo practices under the sun until the real thing takes place on Friday. Gee, I wonder how dark I'll be by then...
Maybe, in a way, it was worth it to wake up at 6:00 in the morning, doze off in the shower before putting on my uniform, go to a crowded stadium, look for your friends and classmates (for the attendance), attend Mass with thousands of somewhat recognizable people, walk back to school while causing a huge traffic jam along the way, and emerge inside St.
Scho, only to cheer for a bunch of people and hear the Fealty Song while flooding the streets with colorful people.
Hmm... it did seem kind of flattering, cheering for your alma mater's centennial year. Although we had to postpone most of our tests to give way for the occasion, I felt alright, considering how some of our subjects look at the Field Demo as our Periodical test. So I feel as if the rest of our December weeks serve a purpose on calming us down before we face the huge barrage of Long Tests waiting for us in January.
Anyway, like what I mentioned, we had a Mass inside one stadium. And usually, when you stay inside a place like this, you'll end up hearing the same deafening cheers and shouts until you get that urge to shout as well. I felt the same thing. Well, you know what they say---if you can't beat them, join them. A
After draining some water and cramming some food (in my section's case, burgers) at the stadium, we proceeded to the streets, where we lined up and watched some kalesas carry one or two Grade School officers and a parent wearing a saya. What struck me most were the horses---they were decorated with assorted materials, from ornaments to clothing. A monkey was even
attached to one of their heads. One of my friends pointed that out to me, and for a moment I thought she was referring to a real monkey. Wow.
My friends and I waited in the line, eventually crossing Vito Cruz and chatting animatedly with each other while the vehicles on one side honked furiously at us. We had to stop midway to give way to a parade of St. Scho athletes, sisters, parents, and eventually ourselves, all of which were led by a single van with a speaker perched on top of it. Mrs. Paraan was inside the van, shouting out some names of former Scholasticans.
"’Di bale," I heard one of our batch mates giggle to another, "ilang taon nalang at kasama na rin yung pangalan natin!"
Well, yeah, for a fat chance, that could happen.
Anyway, after walking such a long distance, we stopped at Gate 4, where nuns served water, ice cream, and Benedictine medals that marked our Centennial Year. Panting, we stopped in a nearby area inside the Parking Area (like the rest of us did) where the horses and their carriages stood, and squatted while laughing at each other's stories. Well, most of us had some slapstick jokes and we felt rather weary, but we laughed anyway.
An announcement tempted us to look behind us and gape at the people standing on top of the trucks, wearing mostly native costumes. Some of the women there dressed as sisters. They were surrounded by a collection of props, some of which included a potted plant and a carabao---but not a real one, mind.
As they parked in a nearby area, a cheerful voice boomed in one of the speakers and told us that we had no classes the next day. The younger ones cheered while the rest clapped. The announcement about the No-Classes thing was given to us a long time ago, but we cheered anyway.
We had a day to ourselves so I had the entire day doing nothing... aside from the occasional PS2 games.
"Technical Dress Rehearsal for ALL participants (that means everyone) in the December 8 Finale at Rizal Track Oval."
Ooh. Heat wave. x.x Seriously. Students not practicing spent hours chatting and staring at the field area. (Sure, the way the people there looked like ants amused us, but there was no way that amusement would last for four hours)
I have to say, watching the field demo of the second years must have done something to my mind, because I've forgotten about the Mass Claps (Dec. 3) but I now have the song "Magkaugnay" stuck in my head. And the first years had nice props. :D
Throat hurts. Cheering+cool drink=Hoarse throat.
Juniors still haven't been able to make a successful circle. D: and we take up geometry. Oh no. Other year levels told me the seniors' logo looked cool, though.
... is it Friday yet?
No. It isn't.
Wearing a t-shirt and pants to school simply changed a lot. First of all, most of the people you'd see around you'll either dress like you and not wear the same thing you're wearing. Second of all, you get to change clothes in the afternoon. That certainly is a change. And lastly,
you get to go to school early in the morning, only to go to Rizal Stadium together with your classmates.
We went to the stadium early in the morning and waited for our turn to dance. After doing so, we bought some food and continued eating while the rest of the College and Grade School people prepared their dances. For a minute I was wondering what the Seniors, Juniors and another crowd of people---some of which were teachers from the three units---were doing, but before I could ponder more about it our lunch order came in and I had to eat with my friend Nikki and the rest.
Spending the rest of the afternoon performing a TDR, it felt so hot that my shades and cap weren't really much use. I brought my fan, though, although it looked as though it was about to fall apart. The entire TDR lasted for the entire afternoon, where I realized that the formation the Seniors, Juniors and the others were forming was actually the SSC logo and a one-hundred formation.
Looking at it from their point of view, it seemed kind of hard, because they were pressured to make everything perfect.
[Thank God I'm a sophomore.]
December 6 :
Centennial Singing idol finals today. Didn't get to watch, since only a few sections were chosen to watch. Louise Capuyon won against several college students. GO HIGHSCHOOL! She won the people's choice award. You know, the reason for the voting coupons?
Institutional open house today. Basically, students who've graduated were given the opportunity to walk into their old classrooms. Regular class day though. -.- They could have given us the time to 'perfect' our 'circle'. :D
-wishes to remain unnamed-
Just when the rest of the dancing and the cheering started to get a bit rowdy, we went back to our Regular Classes. I had to admit, it felt pretty odd wearing our shirts and all that... until we reverted back into our regular selves. And since our Wednesday included the rest of 2-C
going home at , this was one seriously long day.
December 7 :
What a day. I mean, really what. A. Day. ( I can’t really think of anything to say to you. I’m just so tired after a long day. x.x) Okay, so if I am admitting that I had a long day, maybe you have every right to know about it. Let’s treat each other like best friends. You listen and I talk. Okay?Okay.
Went to school, as usual, but this time we weren’t wearing our uniforms because we were TECHNICALLY not attending classes. (Didn’t do anything for the whole morning. YAY. We did nothing but sit on the most comfortable part of the room and keep quiet to avoid disturbing the rest of the classes. Resting was fun. Of course, when is it never fun?)
So we were wearing white shirts. Preparation for tomorrow? Uh. Maybe, maybe not. All I can remember is that after a day, my white shirt became an unhealthy shade of yellow. x.x Ugh. White shirts+field=white?shirt.
After lunch was a more… fun-filled High School Activity. At around we went to the field to practice for the pep rally tomorrow. Unfortunately, not all students had the energy to cheer when the teachers decided to have a run through of all the cheers. With the whole high school community, Ms. Gretch Arnaldo taught us with 5 cheers for the departmental presentation (athough respective batches have their field demos. I think the gathering of the whole high school community was in the morning?) Ms. Rodriguez called the high school community. This time, she reminded us of what time we should be at school tomorrow and where we are suppose to go. She had separate reminders for both the seniors and the juniors. After which, batches had their final run-throughs to make sure that everything will be fine tomorrow.
You know what? I find it really weird because we went to school to learn and… we actually did. Uhuh. And we learned to apply geometry. (“CIRCLE!”)
Wow. I don’t know if I should classify today as a rest day or a ‘they-make-us-suffer’ day. I’m yawning to death here. x.x I wonder how tomorrow will be.
The Pep Rally was so good. It was so... loud. It felt good. It felt like we were one.
The field demo was so beautiful. You guys did a great job. Nothing much to say, wala kami dun eh. Haha.
The human logo didn't turn out so well... it was so embarrassing that Ms. Manila had to still shout to us instructions. At least the 4th years were able to do their part well enough, well,most of the fourth years.
Umiyak ata ako sa inis ng kakulitan ng mga tao. I mean, the human logo is our Long Test. And yet the people in front of me were dancing, they kept shifting, they kept moving... and the ones behind me were so noisy, though that wasn't so bad since noise isn't heard-- but when you move you are noticed. At least they weren't my classmates-- but still. Tapos nakadagdag sa inis ko yung ingay, yung... the fact that we couldn't even form four straight lines after being told that the most beautiful part of the human logo was the Pax symbol.
I'm scared of myself. I'm scared of what kept popping into my head. On the way out of Rizal Track, I so wanted to trip, to get scratched up, and to bleed while walking. When I got to school, even though I didn't have to get anything from the classroom and though I didn't have any phone, I still walked all the way around the driveway up to the classroom because my feet hurt and I wanted them to hurt some more.
I don't even know what's hurting me anymore. My annoyance built up, I think... I don't understand it at all. I don't get it. On the way back, I wanted to ask the people behind me to shut up because their voices were so shrill. I don't.... I don't get it.
I think people interpret the saying "A problem shared is 50% solved" wrong. It doesn't necessarily mean telling someone about it (or sharing the story with someone) will help you solve it... when I think about it it makes more sense to think of it this way: that a problem you have which is someone else's problem, say, you both haven't submitted a paper whose deadline was yesterday, then it's not just your problem. I think it's describing that feeling you get, like, when you wear the wrong thing (like you forget your PE uniform) you're more comforted when someone else also doesn't have their PE uniform. Di ba?
Then again that's just my thoughts.
Ah, this is more like it. The Sophies took out their rings, distributed them, and dashed downstairs, where we waited under the High School building for our turn. Since my partner-in-crime was absent, I decided to stay with another pair of my friends, both of which were also moaning from the heat. One of them decided to chat with my friends from 2-H and I followed suit, where we both ended up staying at the back of the line chatting with them.
After shaking my head a couple of times from seeing a couple of kids and some fifth or sixth graders wearing long, black garments and veils pass by, we were told to stand and take our rings. Finally, we had the Field to ourselves.
An hour later...
Practicing under the heat, I couldn't believe how we managed to stand it. Most of us started moaning as soon as we were told to sit on the grass, which made my butt sore. As always, we found our last practice much better, since we would be let off afterwards, and soon enough, a
slight breeze blew against our faces.
We were then called off for our Lunch. I hung around Troika Hall for a while with the rest of the Sophies there, some of which were my classmates last year and most of them I recognize after spending quite a while with them.
Finally, we spent the rest of the short afternoon grabbing hold of our rings and attaching colored strings to them. Pretty soon, we had a classroom filled with amused people waving their rings as if a fly was whizzing across the room. We each had a pair of gloves, which we, of course, had to pay for. I guess that wiped some of our grins away.
December 8 : COMMUNITY DAY***
Had a Holy Mass in the morning, celebrated by Gaudencio Rosales. I take back what I said about December 3. THIS is the longest. I swear. The homily was long, but the dratted sun had to make its presence known, so I couldn't really focus on the mass. x.x After the Mass, we had the Ceremonial burial of the time capsule. Then came what people were waiting for-a really long break. XD
Went to the Rizal Track Oval by for the Centennial finale. (XD I swear, we all looked so... pristine. Haha. Human logo outer circle people wore white.) We had the Institutional Pep Rally, wherein we finally got to 'unleash' our vocal power. I told you our lungs were strong enough. So were our vocal chords. I think we did justice to the cheers. :D Too bad we wouldn't be able to do the Hello cheer for a long time, though. D: Just when I got the clapping right.
The field demo began with the college (in their pretty costumes! *.*) dancing... uh... Filipino street dances. It was actually pretty amusing to watch. I was tempted to stand up and grab a nearby pole (or something) and jump around the bleachers like an idiot. :)) Then the first years had an interpretative dance on the creation story, and the cursed Magka-ugnay song got stuck in my head when second years performed. (There's something about that song that is just so /wrong/ and yet so /catchy/). When the grade school students came in with their costumes, a lot of people melted. Haha. Seriously. I could hear people saying, "ang kyuuuut!", even if a lot of the lower grades were making mistakes. Maybe it just added to the cuteness factor...?
And, finally... the Human Logo.
All I can say is, that was a good Pax and 100 symbol, and even if it took so long to make a good enough circle, at least we pulled through. :D
Congrats, St. Scho. We all deserve a pat on the back.
plus points for staying under the sun. :))
Since Nikki's back, we both spent time laughing while walking towards the Field, where a huge crowd started to gather. I looked extremely pale---a usual sign which usually appears when I'm upset. My friends tried cheering me up, especially since our teachers were wearing identical shirts that had cartoon versions of the High School Faculty printed on their backs. Upon seeing the faces (and identifying which teacher was which), I looked less pale and started laughing with the rest.
Surprisingly, we had two priests---one of which was the archbishop of Manila, Fr. Gaudencio Rosales. Whoa. I never imagined seeing him in the flesh. Although I couldn't understand why we had two priests in one Mass.
After the Mass, some prayers were made, followed by the burying of the Time Capsule. We weren't involved in any way, so we were dismissed for Recess. We assembled back in Room 301 so we could all go together in the stadium.
As we arrived, we were all sweating from the heat, even if we haven't danced yet. It took a long time for us to get there, so we had to wait while the heat continued to overwhelm us. Phew. I could still remember how hot it was. Please let the line move already, I thought repeatedly. Sure enough, the line moved.
After a long time, we finally arrived and took our seats. Eating our packed snacks, we waited and took turns fanning ourselves while we squinted (the sun was bright enough to illuminate the field) and looked around for signs of the start of the Field Demo.
The microphone released a few sounds of static before Ms. Manila made the countdown for the start of the show. We started with the cheer we learned months ago, with the St. Scho mascot cheering with us. Whew, I thought. Our practices will finally pay off.
Sure enough, the College unit prepared their Street Dances. Since they were composed of at least ten different groups of dancers, we had to wait a bit longer for our turn. As they were applauded by the school, we were told to go downstairs. Carrying our rings and putting on our
gloves, we rushed towards the blazing heat and entered the Track Oval gates, where the Freshies finished their presentation. It took us quite a while to calm down, and without the shades and the hat, it felt painful squinting in front of hundreds of spectators and maintaining our positions.
After quite a while, we managed to enjoy dancing, with the High School Unit cheering for us and the other units cheering for their respective year and grade levels.
A tumultuous applause rang our ears, where we marched to the front and started walking towards the gates. I've never felt so pleased with our performance.
We rested in our places as we settled in our seats, watching the rest of the Grade School Unit dance in front of us. Their dances reminded me of the dances we took up two years ago, and the seven other years before that.
After their repeat performances, the Human Logo Formation took place, where the Seniors formed a perfect St. Scho logo. I swear, the logo looked so perfect. The rest of the Doves took flight, followed by the Juniors and some College students. Ms. Manila took charge of telling the rest of the performers where to go.
The music swiftly changed into the beats of the drummers performing below us. The Seniors dispersed and formed the number one, followed by the College and Juniors (who formed the last zero), and finally the faculty, parents, and sisters formed the middle zero.
The track field erupted with screams and cheers as the one-hundred formation was formed. As the participants returned to their places, we were finally dismissed.
REVIVING BELOVED TRADITIONS AND BEGINNING NEW ONES ... ON TO THE NEXT 100 YEARS!!!
Sorry if it sucks. I really tried to make it triangular style. >.< Much love.
Sunday School for the Kulasas (?) by Jasmine Shewakramani
December 3 was a historical day for St. Scholastica's College as it was the day of her centennial celebration. Students, faculty, staff, sisters and alumna gathered at the Ninoy Aquino Stadium to celebrate this groundbreaking event with a mass. The move from Moriones, Tondo to Pennsylvania Avenue was also commemorated in the form of a walk from Ninoy Aquino Stadium to SSC's present site, along Leon Guinto.
Snacks were served to the entire student body after the mass, after which the walk was held. A parade featuring the new Scholastican mascot and various other floats accompanied the walk.
A short program was then held in the school premises, and Benedictine medals were distributed to the participants of the day's event. Dismissal was at 12:00 pm on this day. There were no classes on December 4, Monday as it was considered a rest day for all the sectors of the Scholastican community.
This day would be the beginning of the week-long Centennial Celebrations which would commence on December 8, Friday.
Nina, I'm placing the Intrams and Concert articles in my LJ. Don't fret if it still isn't there---I'm trying to post and type them at the same time without my mom seeing it, so... yeah. And the badminton article that Marlyn's expecting's also coming... I'll try to finish them tonight because I still have the Interaction (tomorrow) and Pasyal Aral (Friday) to worry about. See ya'll... ... As a side note, this feels kind of awkward...
Thank goodness the layout is already with the printing press. I just hope Ms. Cruz approves of it already when she sees it again on, possibly, Monday. And I hope my Muffin is doing well with the printing people. It's the first time its away from mommy. Tama na, Muffin's my flash drive, if you're wondering. :))
Anyhow, here's how it'll work for the second issue, eds.
I'll print out blank lists and post them on our corkboard in the office. Each department will have one and it's the job of each department head to list down all the events/topics to be written about for the second issue. After said event or day of assignment, the staff should submit within a week. The department heads will then submit to their respective associate editors after 2 days, TWO. Associates, submit to me after a day. We'll start putting it in the layout the next day.Ü I'm sure hindi naman ganun kahirap 'yun. Heck, edit lang naman eh. And it's not like the events all come in one day.
The date for the final submission of articles will be on October 30 for the staff. That means lahat ng events during the week before that date yung covered nung articles na 'yun. Not because October 30's the deadline they have the freedom to submit articles na ngayon dapat i-submit then. Department heads, your deadline will be on November 4. You should've submitted EVERYTHING na to your associate ed by then. Associate eds, gawin niyo nang birthday gift yung pag-submit sa November 6 nang complete. By November 13, tapos na dapat natin yung layout.
I'll call a meeting soon.Ü I'll just inform you lot. Go us. :D
August 10 - Camille Pereña August 11 - Pram Menghrajani August 12 - Raya Yabes - Lisa Fortun
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