Monday, May 7, 2007

THE TOP 10 THINGS I WILL NEVER FORGET IN ASSP..

1. Orientation in Personhood (Sir Emir's "muri bo syempre"..)
2. Practices in choral speech and choral singing (enjoy even though it's tiring..)
3. My new unique friends (lahat matalino!)
4. Shibashi day (relaxing..hehe!)
5. Lunch breaks (Ateneo's back canteen and Alice kitchenette!!)
6. Angel Piping (the gifts she/he had given to me..)
7. Outing at Ecozone (especially chester and neil who wore dress for girls..haha!)
8. Debate seminars, sports day
9. Dota boys (especially neil, kyrby, nard and salt guides.."SCARED"..)
10. The whole ASSP 15th batch funs and experinces..(go ANIMO!)
Friendship is the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring all right out just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful friendly hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping and, with a breath of comfort, blow the rest away.

"A real friend is someone who walks in when the rest of the world walks out."

Chester Jae D.C. Alfaro is a friend of mine whom I met at the 15th batch of ASSP. I can consider him as a computer mosue. Why? It's because, a computer mouse can make things easy in a computer system. Instead of using the keyboard to manipulate the computer, we can use the mouse to manipulate the computer in an easy way.

I consider him also as a computer game installed in my personal computer. Why? It' because computer games such as NBA'07, DOTA, FREESTYLE, etc. can make people happy when we play yhese games. I consider him as a computer game because he can make people laugh including myself.

He is also a keyboard for me. It's because he adds and gives or which I can say, shares new ideas to me and also to other people. He puts new ideas into my mind which helps me become a better person. (Nakz! Heheh..)

Hale - Shooting Star
Many times you've hurt me
So many times you've fooled me
But you'll be doing it again

So many times we've spent in
Too many lives we've been in
But you're doing it again

To me the nights have fallen
The lights are on and off again
Is there a chance that you won't die
Won't die, with me tonight?

Like a shooting star to where you are
Are we too late am I too soon?
You'll make it through you've gone too far
Will you ever be my star?

I'm holding on to nothing
No reason worth for living
I'm calling out to you

If it's the only way to keep you
Then I dont want to break you
I'm losing grip again

You're a shooting star to where you are
Are we too late am I too soon
You'll make it through you've gone too far
Will you ever be my star?
Will you ever be my star?

You're walking away
I'll be seeing you through a satellite
If you go
Then I'm walking away