BLoG PARTY::
7.29.2004
for that stranger
We have friends that are always there when we need them most. Often times they’re there even when we think we don’t need them at all. They support us anyway they can and have helped in making us who we are today. But what we don’t realize is how sometimes a stranger can come into your life so unexpected, that we usually disregard them as insignificant. What I found out was that sometimes, those strangers that pass by, leaves more impact in your life than you can ever realize. Changing you quickly, and if you’re lucky enough as I was, make you an even better person. I miss him.
7.28.2004
what men need and women want
Friday, July 23, 2004
I had lunch with one of my friends here in school. He was my english blockmate back in first year college. He was nice, but no, he wasn't gwapo or anything. We decided to eat outside, across Katipunan at a Japanese restaurant. I had cravings for spring rolls with teriyaki sauce.. yum. We walked going there and so we had to cross the busy street of Katipunan. We were talking and while we were crossing the street i was shocked. He didn't go to the side of the oncoming traffic! I didn't mind at that moment but yes i was a little disturbed. This guy was already 21 years old and he doesn't know how to cross the street with a woman. Isn't he supposed to be regarded as a man already? So we ate our lunch quickly and had to walk back to school for our next class. This time i couldn't help myself. I placed him where he was supposed to be... and lectured him on manners briskly as we walked across Katipunan. Yes, i complained about his behavior. i had asked him about how he was around his family; his mom, his sisters and even his girl friends. It was horrible. He wasn't a gentleman!!! I got irritated a little. Mainly because he was old enough to know how to be one and act like one.
I had lunch with one of my friends here in school. He was my english blockmate back in first year college. He was nice, but no, he wasn't gwapo or anything. We decided to eat outside, across Katipunan at a Japanese restaurant. I had cravings for spring rolls with teriyaki sauce.. yum. We walked going there and so we had to cross the busy street of Katipunan. We were talking and while we were crossing the street i was shocked. He didn't go to the side of the oncoming traffic! I didn't mind at that moment but yes i was a little disturbed. This guy was already 21 years old and he doesn't know how to cross the street with a woman. Isn't he supposed to be regarded as a man already? So we ate our lunch quickly and had to walk back to school for our next class. This time i couldn't help myself. I placed him where he was supposed to be... and lectured him on manners briskly as we walked across Katipunan. Yes, i complained about his behavior. i had asked him about how he was around his family; his mom, his sisters and even his girl friends. It was horrible. He wasn't a gentleman!!! I got irritated a little. Mainly because he was old enough to know how to be one and act like one.
It's so rare to see men act gentlemanly nowadays, and that my children, is a sad sad thing. Those that i've seen so far are guys from Southridge. Maybe this is because they came from an exclusive school. There are some gentlemen out there, a few but still out there. I don't have a bias (right). Ateneo high graduates are nice, but mayabang. Southridge boys have manners, (well not all of them, but most) but, im sorry guys, they're a bit snobbish. Zobel boys? they are fantastic to hang out with. They're laid back, which is why if you were a Zobel girl, you'd be regarded as one of the boys. Here lies the problem. They've been so used to treating girls like one of the boys that they've forgotten how to treat girls as girls. My brother is going through the same ordeal. I am currently teaching him, bit by bit, how to have manners. Ms. Rodriguez would be so proud of me. Yes he knows how to cross the street, but he doesn't know how to ride an escalator with a girl, or forgets that he has to open the door for his girlfriend(thank god she's not here anymore!) or even how to walk through a crowd with a girl!
SO here's a few notes for you guys out there.
1. If you are crossing the street with her, hold her hand (even if she's not your girlfriend!) and assist her in crossing the street. You of course should be on the side of the oncoming traffic. (You should already know this by now!). For those with really selosa girlfriends just assist in anyway you can.
2. In riding the escalator. When you're going up, assist her, and let her step up the escalator first. Going down? You should be the one getting into the escalator first and then her. Just make sure she's behind you and not lost in the rushing crowd. (especially in town center with the really narrow escalators) The logic in this? being at the back going up and in front of her going down assures her that if ever she falls(heaven forbid) you'll be there to catch her (see? you can be sweet too!)
3. Going through a crowd. In going through a crowd(I hate walking through crowds) , please under no circumstances should you put your arms on her shoulder as you walk. yuck. Get her hand and walk in front of her. It's like you're paving the way for her. oh diba?It's very macho. and correct.
4. Doors. Please guys, do not forget to OPEN DOORS FOR GIRLS!!! i don't care if you are just a friend, or if she's the ugliest girl in the world, open that damn door for her! Open doors too for those women you don't know. be polite guys. it's nice. For those who have cars, be nice and open the door for your mother, your sister, your niece, your friend, your tita and especially to your girlfriends or wife!
For the girls? when a guy opens the door for you, open the door for him once your inside. Yes, we have to do that for them. Politeness begets politeness.
i advice those who wanna be men to go back to basics. for this i suggest this book.
How Rude!: The Teenagers Guide to Good Manners, Proper Behavior, and Not Grossing People Out please.
i do hope you read it.
-Cha 11:46 AM
bein sappy
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Last night i hitched at the 730 trip going home. Carpool. My Organizational Behavior class ended very early saving me from the excruciating trip at 9 in the evening. It was raining. I was wet, cold, hungry and sleepy. Then comes the discussion about love and relationships. I think this is why i had second thoughts about joining carpool-- you would have to deal with people, actually talk to them even at your bitchy- after- school hours... and it was traffic. A freshman was sharing her sappy love story to the group. i have nothing against her cause she's really nice. I must admit her stories about what her not-so-technical-boyfriend done for her like introducing her to his whole family (and when i say family this includes relatives as well), and how he would pick her up in Alabang all the way from Antipolo to go to school (Ateneo) was kinda sweet. she made this scrap book too for his birthday. She called up all his friends and asked them to help her make it. This girl's in love. But hearing her all excited took me back. That's when i realized i was like that. EEEWWWW. This girl's a freshman and so is her guy. They met in school and in less than two months they managed to get together. Whirlwind romance. Reality? it might not last honey. Not that i don't believe in relationships or love for that matter. It's just that relationships, well most of them, are... temporary especially at a young age.(i sound old) As much as i don't want to believe it, it does happen. And right now, for some strange reason i don't mind. Rina and I (the oldest ones in the car) told her that it's ok to be like that, to be "in love", to take risks and just be happy for what's there. Heartbreaks always happen, whether u want it or not but the inevitable thing is that you will move on. There will always be another one... and then another. My friend Claire sent me something through text. She quoted Mother Theresa. It said something like "Love and Love until it hurts... Love and Love til it hurts no more." I remember telling myself that "it's not that i've lost hope in love, it's that love lost hope in me." Well too bad, i love a challenge.
Last night i hitched at the 730 trip going home. Carpool. My Organizational Behavior class ended very early saving me from the excruciating trip at 9 in the evening. It was raining. I was wet, cold, hungry and sleepy. Then comes the discussion about love and relationships. I think this is why i had second thoughts about joining carpool-- you would have to deal with people, actually talk to them even at your bitchy- after- school hours... and it was traffic. A freshman was sharing her sappy love story to the group. i have nothing against her cause she's really nice. I must admit her stories about what her not-so-technical-boyfriend done for her like introducing her to his whole family (and when i say family this includes relatives as well), and how he would pick her up in Alabang all the way from Antipolo to go to school (Ateneo) was kinda sweet. she made this scrap book too for his birthday. She called up all his friends and asked them to help her make it. This girl's in love. But hearing her all excited took me back. That's when i realized i was like that. EEEWWWW. This girl's a freshman and so is her guy. They met in school and in less than two months they managed to get together. Whirlwind romance. Reality? it might not last honey. Not that i don't believe in relationships or love for that matter. It's just that relationships, well most of them, are... temporary especially at a young age.(i sound old) As much as i don't want to believe it, it does happen. And right now, for some strange reason i don't mind. Rina and I (the oldest ones in the car) told her that it's ok to be like that, to be "in love", to take risks and just be happy for what's there. Heartbreaks always happen, whether u want it or not but the inevitable thing is that you will move on. There will always be another one... and then another. My friend Claire sent me something through text. She quoted Mother Theresa. It said something like "Love and Love until it hurts... Love and Love til it hurts no more." I remember telling myself that "it's not that i've lost hope in love, it's that love lost hope in me." Well too bad, i love a challenge.
stand up
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
I'm amazed at how many people are willing to share their thoughts in the internet. I was always the one reading blogs but i never imagined being the one writing them. It was offered by a friend and i took it... just as it is. An opportunity to express one's self? Hardly. I think it's just the innate nature for people to talk to someone that drives people to do blogs. and blah blah blah. It's going to be tough, knowing that two brilliant people i know are going to be writing here and im going to write along side them. Hah! Fantastic. I can see myself getting smaller (as if i'm not small enough). It's a scary move, but what the hell... thanks for including me guys! - Cha
posted by cha @ 10:53 PM
I'm amazed at how many people are willing to share their thoughts in the internet. I was always the one reading blogs but i never imagined being the one writing them. It was offered by a friend and i took it... just as it is. An opportunity to express one's self? Hardly. I think it's just the innate nature for people to talk to someone that drives people to do blogs. and blah blah blah. It's going to be tough, knowing that two brilliant people i know are going to be writing here and im going to write along side them. Hah! Fantastic. I can see myself getting smaller (as if i'm not small enough). It's a scary move, but what the hell... thanks for including me guys! - Cha
posted by cha @ 10:53 PM
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