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Ateneo Celebrates 17 Years of Fr. Bill Kreutz

Posted on 30 March 2007 by Flisha

Detox Tip #1: Watch superhero-costumed colleagues dance and prance on stage.

Fr. Bill is leaving Ateneo for good – after serving 17 years as our President and resident Superman. Everyone’s so sad to see him go, he’s done so much for our school. He’s the reason a whopping 30% of our students are receiving scholarships (I was a fully-subsidized scholar myself). He’s also helped established significant programs like the Jesuit Volunteers Philippines (which, at some point or other, I’ve wanted to join). He oversaw the rise of a new Ateneo HS campus in Barangay Tumaga. AND he helped establish Ateneo’s School of Medicine, where my boyfriend Gim has been studying for two years.

Which is why last March 28, the entire Ateneo community gave the best show it ever had for Fr. Bill’s despedida party. College teachers danced in skimpy superhero costumes, office employees spoofed Kris Aquino’s Deal or No Deal (redubbed “Bill or No Bill”, hehe), senior administrators displayed their best Fr. Bill impressions, and that night, we witnessed the longest fireworks display in Ateneo history.

It was a fun night. The food was great – there was a lot. Hehe. And that makes it great, because I’ve never attended an Ateneo community party (where all 1000+ people are present) where food was not a problem. Last Christmas was totally tragic – I’ll spare you the gross details, but the good thing about it was that the catering company decided not to make Ateneo pay for its services because they were totally crap.

Anyway, like I said, everything was so organized it was amazing, I didn’t think Ateneo was capable of that. Great lights, great fireworks, great show, great food. I even got to taste Lechon Baca (Roasted Cow)! It was weird, tasted dull and chewy. I pity the Muslims, hehe, their Lechon doesn’t taste as good as ours (Roasted Pork). Oh and it was a bit ironic – there was still a bit of a food prob. The point of having Lechon Baca was so that the Muslims would not feel left out, they could eat Lechon just like us Christians (see, they don’t eat pork, it’s bawal in their religion, they can’t even stand the smell of it) – but during serving, Gim and I noticed that the waiters served both Lechons with the same utensils, hehehe. So that made it kinda pointless. We only hope they didn’t notice.

The celebration ended at around 10pm. Gim and I played computer monopoly all throughout the night. We finished at around 12midnight, can you believe?!? We are so obsessed. I am, mostly. Hehehe.

Off-topic, Gim’s moping as I’m writing this. He’s leaving for Dapitan on Monday, for his month-long self-punishment, er, outreach. It’s something the School of Medicine forces its students to do every semester. He doesn’t want to go. He’s so obsessed with me, hahaha. It’s a good thing. Absence makes the heart fonder, like I always say. Heheh. Only, who will bring me home every night??? Waaahhhh!!!! Don’t think of that, don’t think of that, don’t.

On a brighter note, it looks as though my debaters and I are actually gonna make it to nationals! We’ve come up with 35,000 pesos, courtesy of different ADZU organizations. Oh and thank you so much, Fr. Bill, we got 10k from him! Now all we need is around 10K more and we’re set for PIDC! Wee!



Hard Decisions

Posted on 12 March 2007 by Flisha

It’s been a while since Gim and I went out for a Saturday joyride. He’s been very busy with his studies lately, and I’ve been quarreling with him on/off about that.

But my Surigao trip made him miss me terribly so last last Saturday he agreed to take me out. Hehe. Absence does make the heart go fonder.

I’m hoping that concept applies to time periods of one to two years as well. I *might* be going to Manila for my graduate studies, courtesy of ADZU. My mom has been pressuring me to get out of the house, and I guess this is her manipulative way of doing that. Hehehe.

Truth is I’ve been way attached to my room lately – ever since I bought a new air conditioner! Hehehe. I’ve also washed and waxed my floor (with the help of Gim – ok fine, he did all of it!!) squeaky clean. And cleaned the walls, threw away unnecessary stuff (like old mags and posters, giveaways), bought a new mattress to boot. I’ve fallen in love with my room! I just need a TV and I’m good to go. Hehehe.

I’m very sad to be leaving everything behind if I do get accepted to ADMU. I’m not sure what I should be praying for – to be accepted or to be denied. *Sigh.*

I think I have independence issues. I’m so afraid to be away from Gim. It’s not that I’m afraid he won’t think of me, or worse, that he’ll find someone else. Our relationship is so beyond that already. I know him so much and I cannot see him wanting to end up with someone else. I *know* he will wait. (And enjoy the view while I’m away, I’m not naive, hehe, but it’s ok, I’ll do the same.)

What I’m scared of is being alone and losing my security blanket. That’s what Gim is – he makes me feel loved and confident and not vulnerable and happy. That’s why I need him. He keeps me emotionally stable. I’m afraid if he’s not there for me, that I’ll suddenly realize that I’m not so intelligent, not so beautiful, not so precious, not so perfect. Inside I know I’m not. But Gim – he makes me feel I am everything. And that’s how he makes me so happy. How can I be happy without the things he makes me feel???

I don’t know. I so do not know. But, heart heavy, I guess I have to move forward. Make sure my future’s bright and all. So that if I do actually lose Gim (cross my heart and hope to God it never happens), I’ll still have a security blanket – albeit a lesser one, that is my career.

Funny that I view career as less of a priority than love, now. Before it used to be the be-all and end-all of my life’s dreams. Love was like icing on the cake – I wanted many boyfriends, all of them casual relationships, hehe. I did not want any single guy holding me down. Amazingly, the first guy I fell in love with actually was able to pin me down. How embarrassing.

Still, there’s nothing I can do. I’m in love with him, and I foresee that my feelings won’t change for a long, long time. My career is OK, it hasn’t been influenced negatively so far. Until now.

I’m actually thinking (God forbid) of backing out – not taking the Masteral I’m being offered, simply because I don’t want to leave Gim. I’m sure all the career-driven men and women will laugh and sneer at this idiotic decision (which don’t worry, I’m not gonna make, I’m still a practical girl) and think I’m so stupid to put love before education.

But the truth is love, happiness is the be-all and end-all of everyone’s dreams. Gim says I so do not understand the value of delayed gratification. Maybe not, but I do understand the value of happiness. And I think that life is too short to wait and work for happiness to come. I think that once you’ve grasped happiness in your palm, you should not let it go, and you should fight to keep it with all you’ve got. After all, it’s what everyone is working for.



Bringing Home The Cup

Posted on 05 March 2007 by Flisha

We won! We won! We won the 15th Mindanao Parliamentary Debate Championship! Never mind the 24 hour bus ride to Surigao, never mind the cramped 8-person prison-type-bedrooms, never mind the haggling and begging for the canteen food worth P1100, never mind that we did not get a trophy save for the revolving “cup” that we’re supposed to relinquish the next champion (cross my fingers hope it’s us!), never mind that Davao’s Andrew tampered with the tabs and cheated us out of one more team in the quarters (hah, karma baby, not one of their 3 breaking teams reached the finals), never mind, never mind!

We won! :-)

Here are some pics of the event:

Looking all pretty for the elims. I wore a low-cut blouse. I thought maybe my boobs would cut into the eyes of all non-ZC debaters (‘coz, like, my kids would so totally respect my dignity and look away, knowing that looks are but a strategy), depressing the quality of my debates and thus elevating my teams’ wins and speaker scores! Yay! I don’t know if it worked though. Oh god I hope it’s not my fault they only had 2 wins. Ehhh… But really it’s nice to bring the girls out with me in debates. In ZC it’s kinda hard to show them off, what with me being an authority figure. I. Must. Show. No. Skin. That’s Jams and Henry btw. Jams is the co-moderator of our debate organization. Which is 10 years already! Wee! Happy anniv! And I should definitely be making another paragraph already, mixing all sorts of ideas on one par. My father would strangle me if wasn’t already six feet under.

Henry and Ems and Al-Zho debating in the quarterfinals. Our only breaking team was the LAST breaking team in the 15th MPDC with only 2 wins but a helluva lot of speaker points. That pitted them up against the top breaking team, incidentally, Davao’s. Having adjudicated that team once in the elims, I assured Henry’s team it was an easy killing. Hehehe, I am such a boast. It was the three kids – they were just brilliant, that did it! And on they went to semis!

Dead tired after breaks. After a grueling four rounds, we were fed canteen food. A skinny piece of fried chicken, I think. And a gram of beef. Yup. So right after, we went searching for food. Surigao apparently, does not advocate midnight snacking. Yes. Every eatery is closed after 10PM. Even Jollibee and Greenwich, the only fast food chains existent. Even the hotel we went to declined to serve us food!! Even though we OFFERED to pay. Really!

So we went to this little tavern, where the waiters tried to make us drink by telling us that yes, they had like around 5 menus available with lotsa names of different foods on them, yes, but no sorry no food was available. Just beer. Fried chicken? Nope, just beer. Tenderloins? Nope, just beer. Ice cream? Oh, uh, yeah, I guess we could serve that. Oh thank you very much, at least the banana can supply our starved bodies with some potassium. At least according to my doctor boyfriend – whom I really really missed coz he was here at home the whooole time.

I still looked terribly cute though.

Jam-jam and Jon-jon. Henry and I were first to arrive the Surigao scene so we decided to register everyone in nicknames. Hen-hen, Al-al, Em-em, Rai-rai. Hehehe. Forgive us our brains were fried in the bus ride.

Oh, oh yeah, Jam and Jon. Our fragrant co-moderators. I’m the queen mod, Jams is princess mod and Jon is wannabe Spice. Just kidding. :) We really are considering baptizing Jon-jon as one of us. Just to keep an eye on our ever-fraternizing Jam-jam. He’s quite flirty when left alone. I think, if given the right bribe (one must know him to know how to bribe him), he’d sell our little crowns for pleasure. Hehehe. I’m just kidding. I don’t know what’s getting into me.

Yay, quarters and semis here we come! So the third day is upon us. All pressure all around. Still, we keep the smiles plastered and our evil little souls hidden. Look at this pic. Don’t we look the picture of goodness. Angels, the lot of us. Be scared. Be very very scared!

I love Jams’ signature look. Heehee. In every picture there’s a pout and a profile. I think everyone has a signature look in photos, actually. I like the full-on look, eyes up and chin down. Hides the extra layers, ya get it?

Concerns, anxieties, the pressure is overwhelming! Actually here I think Al, Kish and Pau are heatedly discussing why their beautiful moderator is making the Chief Adj want to cry!! Well he had it coming. Keber! He did not even tell me the night of the breaks that Andrew had “mistakenly” entered MSU as winner of the silent round against ADZU! In fact, Apay of XU had given the win to ADZU. And what did the Adj Core WITHOUT ME do??? They decided to text Apay and ask her if it was possible to allow MSU to win instead of ADZU. Hwaaaat??? What happened to ‘the decision of the adjudicator is final and cannot be void’?!? What happened to keeping the integrity of the tournament? What happened to fairness and honesty and equality? Well, all went down the drain the preserve the Chief and Deputy Adjudicator’s dignities. I’m sure Eric and Yves felt their reputations were far more important than that of these little Mindanaoans they were adjudicating. And why oh why would their reps be ruined if everyone found out about the little mistake? Oh simply because everyone would also have found out that Eric and Yves had not done any of the tabs – that Andrew, yes Davao’s Andrew – did all the work. All the inputs, all the match-ups, all the adj assignments. (Apay and I once tried to decipher the tabs and help input stuff, but no, Andrew wouldn’t let us, wonder why?) And what did Eric and Yves do? Oh, looked on and thanked the gods they did not have to do any work. Which is why, probably, they had so much fun.

All the pretty glasses. I just had to include this in. Much as Surigao’s new university site looks like an aquarium (all green and moaty) it had really cute windows with Bible phrases and glass-stains of saints and stuff. So very arty. And the view was really pretty – all countryside and mountain. So pretty.

All in all it was a good tournament – because we won. Hehehe. Otherwise I’d have really made Eric and Yves cry. Or, you know, just let Ikee beat the hell out of Andrew. Hehehehe.



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