Semi-Hiatus

For an unknown amount of time, I’ll be having a semi-hiatus. With this, I will minimize the blog updating from now on in order to clear out my mind of several personal things. However, do still expect random quotes, articles, and other content of mine to pop out time to time, but not as frequent as before temporarily. I’ll treat this blog as an archive from now on instead of a daily thought station. But regardless I will still check time to time if anyone has any questions or wish to know anything about my specialized topic fields. Thank you and pardon this inconvenience.

Cei = Manly

You know what… my professor announced something late and I ended up checking it late as well, resulting in a complete waste of time after I arrived in school only to find that certain late announcement in my mail. So I’m right here in school, no class with time wasted, just waiting for my brother to get back here so I can get home again. I wonder if he did that on purpose as a trap. If he did, he sure did a good job.

Aside from that, I’m worried about Mei-imouto. She wasn’t on today, which is unusual… I wonder if anything happened. I hope it’s just a thunderstorm or she’s just out with family or friends, or something… and also, currently chatting with Cei-kun:

Deline: (06:35:02 pm) Man I still feel sorry for your finger. You get injured a lot Cei =( *worries* Take care of yourself more D:

Ceiron:(06:35:25 pm) I’m a man, I do this to myself more often than you can imagine

Ceiron: And I’m one of the more “sensible” senior boys

Deline: You’re… a masochist? >=( ?!!!! (j/k)

Ceiron: If I was, Yuu’d kick me out

Deline: (06:36:45 pm)LOL

Bump, bump~

Oh~ It seems that WordPress has improved their dashboard features and design. I preferred the old colors, personally… But it seems the new design is more organized and clean to work with. Thank you, WordPress! (But a personal opinion, maybe you can include interface color selection in the future for users to pick their own dashboard colors~ Won’t that be fun?)

Anyway, right now, I’m almost on my summer vacation. Next week is our last one for lectures and such, and then the final exams shall come. I’m finally getting my long-awaited rest. I also have a looser schedule for next term! I just want to apologize to Noir and Stacky that I didn’t get to be in the same CATHWOR class as them. I highly doubt I’d be able to adjust the schedule as well, since my dad already likes my current one… Another good news, though, is that my annoying cold is almost fully recovered~

Noir-tan and the Asus Eee PC Contest~

My Noir-tan imouto~~ is currently in 3rd place in a national contest~~! (Was it, Noir? Stab me if I said it wrong…) The Asus Eee PC Design Contest Philippines that would have fabulous prizes for the winners… One of which, for the 1st place winner, is having his/her work design to be used and printed unto the Asus Eee PC itself. The voting is on-going at the moment. The contest, simply said, is themed after a Philippine-related setting. Read the rest about the contest here.

I remember yesterday we were both sulking over the seemingly worthless picks of people winning who are not even related to the contest’s theme and also when we saw completely useless submissions that weren’t even exerted of effort… But over in just one night, she’s suddenly rising to third place with a great number of votes… Noir-tan, omedetou…~ I’m so proud of you…

Please vote for No. 00319, Noir’s wonderful vector of a Philippine Festival Mask Theme…~ I’m happy to say she did a very great job in the digital portrait and her choice of colors are very good, plus the work itself is amazingly clean and simple. If I could visualize it as a printed design, it would look so colorful. I hope it wins! I’d really like to see it in actual life…

Stream of Tomorrow and Yesterday

DEDICATION + OLD PHOTOS FROM 2005

This piece is specially directed to my old high school. The photos are done last year 2005, during our last moments in our school. The images are ripped from my friend’s video camera, sorry that they are of bad quality. Click on the images to enlarge them.

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AD MAJORA NATUS SUM

It’s been so long ever since. I never managed to visit for more than a year, more than two years, and it seems to go on as our lives continue. Though this was so, I still remember all the collected treasures we all compiled together in the imaginary album called the heart. I miss you, my friends, my mentors, my second family. I miss all the days we spent together.

I have longed to see the serene view of the four walls of our classroom, longed to feel the calming breeze that was “tomorrow” to us long back. I have longed to see the heart-warming sight of the old basketball court out on the field we all used to play in, longed to hear the laughters that filled every area of those grassy plains and earthy hills.

I can as if grasp the faraway star that shone under that aged building where we all grew up and learned, here in my set of hands. All of us used to work so much, play so much, talk so much, spend so much altogether in our own private world. Our old high school, our second home. I still, to this day, long to ever reach your own hands, or yet alone to hear your voices.

We never cared for so much all those seemingly repetitive days. Always would wake up early to greet the morning sun, always would do these mind-deceiving homework that we thought difficult– but all of them were just little things that were part of that former life we all had. Even to the worst situations like these, today we long for it… Ironic, indeed.

I still have all the letters from our last retreat. I still have all the letters from our “note-passing” sessions in the classroom. I still have all those little papers, that over the passed years, now fragile treasures that even money won’t ever replace. Whenever I would look down to read at them, it would never fail to create an everlasting smile… even to my worst conditions.

To you all, I dedicate, these water streams of memories. I miss you all, my dear friends. I still continue to hope to see you all one day. For now, though I know it’s vague for you all to read, I pray for your healths and successes.

– For Saint Kostka School, Marikina City, Philippines

Love from, D.S.

KS-HS Batch 2005 4B Class

KS-HS Section 4A& 4B Graduation (Multi-Purpose Hall)

Further in the entry, random facts about the school and its community:

Ramza is a trap!

Apologies for the slow updating of my own blog and to my friends for not having to check their blogs for the past days. I’ve earlier commented in each of the entries I’ve missed out. As for mine, I will soon recover to continue writing random animanga and video game news or reviews after I have the school load off my back. Unfortunately as of late, I’ve been stacked up with projects and work load once more. But we’ll see how much progress I will be able to have before I can recover to turn this to the cheerful blog it was before all my personal PC conflicts.

For you, Mei, soon I shall try out if Onion Knight Ramza shall be able to wear the female items. As mentioned before, I still highly doubt it would work, but if Onion Knights completely have no weapon and armor restrictions, then it just might…? Anyway, look for that since I’m finally going to do it after all the time of wait~ If it possibly won’t work, then how about a portrait of the said image instead? It would be a blow-over it can’t, but a nice picture would just do the trick, then.

I still can’t believe how effeminate Ramza actually is. How many of you out there fallen for this trap? I know I did. The outfit and the hair style of his in Chapter 1 of the game, not to mention those perfectly distinctive curves and gentle face, is questionable to one’s eyes. Compared to all of the male soldiers in the game, he is the only one in that matter of certain style. What are you trying to do, Final Fantasy Tactics Character Designer? (… Hm, speaking of him or her, I’ve yet to catch the name. I’ll look it up later.) … Not that I mind, of course. Heh heh. We all love Ramza.

Cloudy Walk~

I came to school for almost nothing today. It was slightly troublesome especially since it was a morning class, 9 AM, plus it was a Saturday. But regardless, I’m very happy to find out earlier that my professor for one of my subjects this term is actually one of my favorite teachers, Sir Heinz! Sir Heinz was my professor just last term and his classes are one of the best I ever had in my college life. He is incredibly amusing and funny, always knows what to say, knows how to kill the boredom or get students’ attention easily, and is a very kind and considerate person. I learned so many things from him, both subject-related and otherwise. Last month, I helped him check final exam papers as my Christmas present for him. I was actually praying that I would get him again next term, now I did, and I’m so proud. Unfortunately, earlier today we didn’t get to see him yet. He had to attend a seminar so there were no classes that he would be able to conduct this morning, which would be the canceled class earlier. I hope that he could be able to start by next Saturday, and that he really is our professor. The reason we found out is that several mates of ours asked over at the faculty room and they said it was really him. I’m keeping my fingers crossed. If it is 100% confirmed… well, points!

And a question of the century: Noir-imouto’s friend, Stacky-chan, keeps calling me cute… for being shy and always hugging Noir no matter where I went. Why on earth would that make me cute?! If you would ask me, Noir-imouto is way cuter than I am. Adorable little sister, you, Noir! Even pretty Stacky-chan herself is more admirable… And she’s so tall, I envy her! I wish I had that kind of height, then I could scare the boys, perhaps! Ehee hee.

Noir-chyaaan!

N-Noir… Noir-imouto gave me a dolphin sphere!! It’s so cute! I can’t help myself but to stare at the sparkling flakes of paper inside the sphere. I’m going to put it on my computer desk from now on~ She also gave me a milk tea pack which I’m going to be drinking soon.

Noir-imouto, thank you for everything. I’m very grateful and I don’t even know how to express my words. Thank you for always being there and always being such a kind person. I dedicate this entry for my dearest Noir, who had been my friend/sister for over six years.

New Year 2008

First of all, Happy New Year! Yes, the teddy bear is back~ I really missed everyone, I’m glad I’m back. How was New Year for you guys?

I bare good and bad news alike. But I bet you already can tell what the good news is (that I am back) and that I ate all the ramen and other nice food I wanted in the hotel~~ I also had a hair cut just yesterday. I had a fairly pleasant time but I also had my bad crap along the way.

The first bad news is that my ears need doctor attention, I barely can hear anything from my left ear at all. I have no idea why, it all started when I woke up yesterday morning and I just can’t hear anything from my left side. I don’t think I’m half-deaf. I still can hear taps if I do it on that side, so I think something is troubling my ear. We will make a doctor appointment soon and see what can be done about it. I’m not too worried, it doesn’t seem serious at all– no pain of any kind. I can hear a little but it seems something is just blocking it. It was odd because I always do daily cleaning, so there shouldn’t be problems. Though, we’ll just wait for professional advice soon enough. I have to admit that I don’t feel very comfortable this way…

The last bad news is that I experienced something very weird at the hotel room we stayed in. My family left to go downstairs to go have dinner. However, I stayed behind with one of my older brothers because both of us were tired. We then slept early and was able to, at least for an hour or so. Then, December 31st– nearly New Year, around 11 PM, when I was woken up by my little puppy, Borgy. At first I thought he was just lonely and wanted attention, so I stroked him a bit to comfort him though naturally I was sleepy. I wanted to sleep again but he kept disturbing me. I then started to take time. In a bit, I found Borgy kept staring at something– at the direction of the bathroom. After a while of staring there, he kept barking. The thought came to me.

I was once told that paranormal activity can be detected better by animals than ordinary humans. I was never was the psychic type. I saw nothing in the direction of the bathroom but Borgy wouldn’t leave it alone. He wasn’t like that earlier on, which raised my suspicions even more. Perhaps… perhaps, something was there. I just couldn’t see. My heart raced and I stood away from the bed to go to the balcony, where at least I could see people downstairs partying and awaiting New Year. Even as I was out there, Borgy still was looking at the same place. My brother was already asleep so I didn’t want to disturb him. I endured the remaining time until my remaining family members downstairs returned to our room.

Man, I’m glad that I am home.

Organizing

I had been looking around my old folders just now… All thanks to a friend and her mentioning of my drawings from years ago that she said she was looking at now, so I urged to look at them myself. Though I felt so embarrassed when she said that, I find my old creations something unbelievable to me now for several reasons. I want to thank her though, for praising it still, and saying that she likes them either way. But to those recalls, I laughed at the encounters of my old speech as well. I used to sound so “Asian” and plain childish back then, in terms of spelling, grammar, and young immaturity (Yes, admittedly). Over the years I realized just how my English improved, which is quite an interesting fact to me, especially now that I recall actually making people think that English was my first language.

Setting those thoughts aside, I mainly collected those junk art and put them away together with my old, original stories that I wrote. But, in a more recent set of materials. I still have my ancient shit of the oldest forms of stories and of course the very early drawings. The stories amuse me more than they should, even though reading them now makes me laugh instead of flowing together with the certain story. I am proud of several of them, because of the main result caught me in my own mind stream and felt as if I was reading a novel I had never read before. I suppose that’s really quite another interesting fact.