PIDC was such a ride.
PIDC 08 is over.
well, being eliminated didn't come with such heartbreak as it did last year. with the news of my team's loss came a feeling of nothingness. and it's not that i'm being callous, or uncaring, even now as i try to make sense of what happened. i've resolved to put things in perspective and focus instead on where i'm gonna go from here.
i feel too old to be debating any more than i already have, but i feel that for the years i've spent debating, i can't step away and call myself truly accomplished. and i know that while it would be irresponsible to stop debating even while i still can , i also know that it would be even more irresponsible to continue to debate if my heart's no longer in it.
arrrgh. okay, no more drama.
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on a lighter note:
tournament theme song: "don't give up on us, baby" by david soul
-- "don't give up on us baby, we're still worth one more try... don't give up on us, i know we can still come through"
team theme song: "nothing in this world" by paris hilton (sige na nga, tet. =p)
-- "nothing in this world can stop us tonight, i can do what she can do so much better"
i know debsoc's been through a LOT, and i know that everyone's been struggling to detox from the self-destructive culture we've taken to having, but this tournament gave me a reason to look at debsoc and see a damn well good enough reason to hold on. cheka, but true. =D
first i wanna say a huge thank you and congratulations to tet and claire. you guys are the best. thank you for trusting in me enough as well. hehe. thank you too to everyone who made the tourney an experience:
to norman, bo, celeni, jonjon, alistair (ehem), monic, nash, biboy, diana, len, anna, jovan, anarod, and kath for listening to my every rant and rave and for making me laugh my ass out.
to aaron, cla, alvin, miya, bianca, kenneth, joel, jennie, mahon, karmina, bj, janica, kat, yang, and especially sir martin for all the encouragement.
thank you too to the alumni who dropped by: carl, neeks, nico, jonathan, claudia, sha, mark, jc, and luis.
special shout-out to UPD-F: norman, joel and jennie. great job!!!! =D
yun lang. kadiri, ang cheka. but i mean everything from the bottom of my heart. waz.
PS: i'm truly sorry for the huge inconvenience i caused during break night. needless to say, i will never join a bar game again, even if bo's PR heart may be on the line. *peace*
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ay pota, i just remembered. my 125 prof gave my group a fucking INC for not passing a paper. KAMI PA?! pota talaga. we passed it, we really did. ARGGGGHHH.
now i have to be bothered with fixing that damned incomplete grade by filling up completion forms and shit. and if my groupmate who was the collator for that particular exercise doesn't find a copy of the paper somewhere in his online files, aba POTA TALAGA.
stresssssss. buti nalang.... =) ok, tama na. gross na eh.
well, being eliminated didn't come with such heartbreak as it did last year. with the news of my team's loss came a feeling of nothingness. and it's not that i'm being callous, or uncaring, even now as i try to make sense of what happened. i've resolved to put things in perspective and focus instead on where i'm gonna go from here.
i feel too old to be debating any more than i already have, but i feel that for the years i've spent debating, i can't step away and call myself truly accomplished. and i know that while it would be irresponsible to stop debating even while i still can , i also know that it would be even more irresponsible to continue to debate if my heart's no longer in it.
arrrgh. okay, no more drama.
+++++
on a lighter note:
tournament theme song: "don't give up on us, baby" by david soul
-- "don't give up on us baby, we're still worth one more try... don't give up on us, i know we can still come through"
team theme song: "nothing in this world" by paris hilton (sige na nga, tet. =p)
-- "nothing in this world can stop us tonight, i can do what she can do so much better"
i know debsoc's been through a LOT, and i know that everyone's been struggling to detox from the self-destructive culture we've taken to having, but this tournament gave me a reason to look at debsoc and see a damn well good enough reason to hold on. cheka, but true. =D
first i wanna say a huge thank you and congratulations to tet and claire. you guys are the best. thank you for trusting in me enough as well. hehe. thank you too to everyone who made the tourney an experience:
to norman, bo, celeni, jonjon, alistair (ehem), monic, nash, biboy, diana, len, anna, jovan, anarod, and kath for listening to my every rant and rave and for making me laugh my ass out.
to aaron, cla, alvin, miya, bianca, kenneth, joel, jennie, mahon, karmina, bj, janica, kat, yang, and especially sir martin for all the encouragement.
thank you too to the alumni who dropped by: carl, neeks, nico, jonathan, claudia, sha, mark, jc, and luis.
special shout-out to UPD-F: norman, joel and jennie. great job!!!! =D
yun lang. kadiri, ang cheka. but i mean everything from the bottom of my heart. waz.
PS: i'm truly sorry for the huge inconvenience i caused during break night. needless to say, i will never join a bar game again, even if bo's PR heart may be on the line. *peace*
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ay pota, i just remembered. my 125 prof gave my group a fucking INC for not passing a paper. KAMI PA?! pota talaga. we passed it, we really did. ARGGGGHHH.
now i have to be bothered with fixing that damned incomplete grade by filling up completion forms and shit. and if my groupmate who was the collator for that particular exercise doesn't find a copy of the paper somewhere in his online files, aba POTA TALAGA.
stresssssss. buti nalang.... =) ok, tama na. gross na eh.