that exciting celebration to end the week of sports and competition.
A perfect way to bring intrams week to a close
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Game On Game Face
Fields ready
Line repainted
Athletes practicing
Intrams week has finally arrived, The time to showcase our athletic ability in the sports we love. It's no wonder the excitement has been growing since the end of exams. It's the time to showcase our talents and athletic ability in what we do best.
With competition between the years, each and every one of us will play hard to aim for 1st place, number one, "Uno."
So keeping it short, Good Luck to us all, do your best, no sore losers and most importantly...
Have Fun!
Friday, October 22, 2010
As I Finish My Game
Last night,
I lie in bed staring at the bare, white ceiling of my room, wondering, thinking.
In a state of deep thought again, as my Mockingjay, the last in the Hunger Games trilogy, lies on the table at the other side of the room. I never thought that words on paper could manage to leave my mind in a state of imaginatory turmoil. With every page I turn, Suzanne Colins manages to send my mind into overdrive, portraying every scenario in my mind aided with her exemplary skill of detailing the world of Panem. Many times I had to put down the book, give my mind a break as I take the harsh (In-book) reality, bombs go off, limbs are severed, the loss of blood...
and people dying, whether or not they're the characters you love. That envisioning death of people in my mind manages to scare me. I felt relieved when I finished the book.
And as for the whole trilogy, it's no kidding that while the first two books, Hunger Games & Catching Fire are great, Mockingjay improves the already amazing series along with it. I gotta say, It's an amazing series to read.
When the final page is read, the thoughts still linger on.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Two Sides of The Wolf
So the last post talked about the word picked in English class, Lone Wolf, a partial persona of mine. How I have the preference to be by myself. Seems to me that this persona seems to exhibit its two side itself. Divided into two, I named them The White Wolf and the Black Wolf. These two are based on how I "accept" or react to self-dependence
The White Wolf exhibits regret of loneliness. This half kicks in during 'bouts of jealousy when he see close friends hang out with each other. There are times when he feels lonely inside, when he see people hanging out. Regressing into a state of deep thought, wondering what he should do to be noticed.
The Black Wolf is more resilient, more accepting of his being. He doesn't care if he has to something by himself, believing that he'll get it over. His mind says that he can do it himself, without the need of help of others. His way of thinking, however, can bring him down in his performance in everyday activities.
These two halves contest each other within me, mostly leaning towards the Black Wolf. Ultimately, both are affected by my interpersonal relationships and how I take them.
The White Wolf exhibits regret of loneliness. This half kicks in during 'bouts of jealousy when he see close friends hang out with each other. There are times when he feels lonely inside, when he see people hanging out. Regressing into a state of deep thought, wondering what he should do to be noticed.
The Black Wolf is more resilient, more accepting of his being. He doesn't care if he has to something by himself, believing that he'll get it over. His mind says that he can do it himself, without the need of help of others. His way of thinking, however, can bring him down in his performance in everyday activities.
These two halves contest each other within me, mostly leaning towards the Black Wolf. Ultimately, both are affected by my interpersonal relationships and how I take them.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
What I Said In English
Just this noontime, came the time for me to speak once more in English class. My heart pounds as I get on stage, the whole Tau breaks in tune to "Careless Whisper". "I'm not dancing today" my mind says, as I try to relax amidst the tune, taking a few seconds with my back turned before I face the attentive ears of 29. I talked about the word I picked, or two words to be precise. It can be hard to speak of it within two minutes, but I kept going. Ignoring Nala's two finger as the time limit marker, kept going 'til the nerves got to me and I stopped as she raised three fingers.
I kind of wished for more time, but being one minute overtime, I had to stop. At least I have an idea for my new entry here. Here is what could have been my whole speech.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Down the Lanes
Strike! Spare! Break!
The words that I'd utter as I leave my post-release stance, Leaping in bliss, knowing that those ten pins you've downed will give you that edge over your competitors.
I gotta love getting back to a favorite hobby back in my childhood days. The first time that I started bowling lacking the strength to lift those bowling balls with one hand. How I would hold the bowling ball with two hands and swing it back and forth between my legs always hoping that the ball would at least reach the other end in it's snail's pace net me 1 point. Small start, considering that just a while ago, my speedy shots shred those ten pins into split groups. Yet shots were not without caution, with the whole alley not fully automated, one had to learn to distinguish bowling pins and legs of the pinboy as he sets the pins down. I made sure I picked my targets right, white pins and not brown legs.
With an 85 on the score sheet, one would be go back home happy that he is "Uno"
The words that I'd utter as I leave my post-release stance, Leaping in bliss, knowing that those ten pins you've downed will give you that edge over your competitors.
I gotta love getting back to a favorite hobby back in my childhood days. The first time that I started bowling lacking the strength to lift those bowling balls with one hand. How I would hold the bowling ball with two hands and swing it back and forth between my legs always hoping that the ball would at least reach the other end in it's snail's pace net me 1 point. Small start, considering that just a while ago, my speedy shots shred those ten pins into split groups. Yet shots were not without caution, with the whole alley not fully automated, one had to learn to distinguish bowling pins and legs of the pinboy as he sets the pins down. I made sure I picked my targets right, white pins and not brown legs.
With an 85 on the score sheet, one would be go back home happy that he is "Uno"
Halfway There
The weight has lifted,
The burden forgone,
The last paper is passed,
The exams are finally over
Who can say that we all deserve a nice weekend to find solitude once more after seven days of blood, sweat and tears. That after submitting that last paper does the elephant heaved on one's shoulder grows wings and fly away. That the burden of answering assignments and studying for test disappears as the 2nd quarter comes to a close. Exhaling a sigh of relief that it is all over, I prepare for the new quarter to come. As I replace these messy note-loaded fillers of Physics, Biology, Chemistry and the like with fresh empty ones, there grows the feeling of excitement as I ready myself for the new quarter. Expectations are high, with the hope that Physics and Chem would be easier to understand, that the chance to bring up you grades is available once more (if I botched up my 2nd quarter exams that is). That it's time to learn something new again.
But still...
With all this anticipation in mind, I can't help but think, and I guess you will too.
Half the school year is over! Who would've thought that time goes by so quickly? That Father Time would seem to somehow accelerate normal everyday life to bring us to this time now. That 4 months are over, and come 6 months, we would all(hopefully) be marching on stage in blue receiving our diplomas. It may be sad that, slowly and surely, our stay here in PhilSci will come to an end. And that we will all go on our separate roads.
Fret not, with only half th year through, I'm sure that each and every one of us will make the most of it...
We always do
We always do
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Que Intro
A long time coming
Its been a long time since the inception of the idea, the idea of posting info online for the world to see, the idea of writing a blog. I put a lot of thought into it, I put in practically a year thinking of who will read it, what it should look like, how to share it with other and most of all, what should it contain. Slowly, the idea witled as time paves it way and the planning of the blog halts to a stand still.
The times have changed. That idea resurfaces from my subconcious, from its dormancy once more. My blog is born at last, no planning, no thoughts, just created it and I guess plan to learn along the way.
My name is Raj Luz, and I am a student learning the ropes in life
I'll write about anything, thoughts, experiences, reactions about and to the world we live in.
Let this imagination of mine cascade into a flurry of thoughts be shared to you.
Welcome and Enjoy
Its been a long time since the inception of the idea, the idea of posting info online for the world to see, the idea of writing a blog. I put a lot of thought into it, I put in practically a year thinking of who will read it, what it should look like, how to share it with other and most of all, what should it contain. Slowly, the idea witled as time paves it way and the planning of the blog halts to a stand still.
The times have changed. That idea resurfaces from my subconcious, from its dormancy once more. My blog is born at last, no planning, no thoughts, just created it and I guess plan to learn along the way.
My name is Raj Luz, and I am a student learning the ropes in life
I'll write about anything, thoughts, experiences, reactions about and to the world we live in.
Let this imagination of mine cascade into a flurry of thoughts be shared to you.
Welcome and Enjoy
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