Tuesday, December 18, 2007

On Pineapple-Fed Cows and Vanity

Here in the Kalayaan Residence Hall, we have a lot of exciting activities organized for the benefit of the dorm’s residents. One of these is the Pasalubong Festival, which is scheduled on the 5th of January next year. The main purpose of the event is for the kids from the different regions of the Philippines to showcase what their places are known for, like delicacies and plant-life or head-hunting practices. I’m from Region X, Northern Mindanao, and I’m proud to say I love my region mates very much.


We’ve decided on a lot of things tonight. What kinds of food to bring, how on Earth the booth should look like, who should usher the guests, etc. I never really meant to bring what I was assigned to bring, but because I was the one who mentioned the pineapple-fed cows from that golf course in Bukidnon…


Sigh. And each kilo is worth more or less 300 something. Grrr.


It should be worth it though. At least I’m going to bring something special, something no one’s heard of until I opened my big mouth. I’m happy to say that although I’ve never tasted that steak, I’m sure it’s top quality. Where on Earth have you heard of cows being fed pineapples?



What? Japan? Oh, yeah. Japan. Still.


I also volunteered to be in the Docu Team for our PasaFest entry, and I’m sort of heading it together with Aliyah Batara, who is very nice and always puts smileys in her text messages. As of the moment, I can’t imagine what we’re going to do for documentation. Are the team members going to tour Region X and take pictures of the scenery? Or are we just supposed to visit my next-door neighbor, who works for the Department of Tourism, to ask for some CD’s promoting our place?

Bah, whatever. All I know is I’m excited to go see those fireworks the Region III people are exhibiting. I just love fireworks.


Speaking of lovable things, I also like surveys. So I made this survey for myself. It’s not really vanity that’s motivating this self-centered deed. It’s just that in English 12 with Sir Falgui earlier, I realized that our choices define who we are. Maybe, somewhere in the middle of choosing my favorite color of index cards, I can discover more about myself.


This thing is a reflective, meditative, solemn act. Supposedly.







Role Playing Game: Miss Universe, Question and Answer Portion



Q: If you were Superman’s ten-year-old cousin and you were on your first mission, what would you want that mission to be?


A: I would want my first mission to take place in a busy street. If there was a child in the middle of the road, in danger of being run over by a vehicle, I would rescue him/her. Remember Eugene from Ghost Fighter? How about Qi Yue’s father from Devil Beside You? Both of them died because they both tried to rescue little children crossing the street. To avoid accidents like that, I, Superman’s ten-year-old cousin, shall do the saving in their place.




Q: The Goddess of Harvest offered to give your farm an abundant harvest this year. What fruit would you like to have a large stock of and why?


A: I would like to have a lot of mangoes in my inventory. They’d better be topnotch, like the ones they grow in Guimaras. I want them because my father says they’re high in demand and my mother happens to like them to. Besides, I also like drinking mango shake, so it’s all good.



Q: You’ve read Harry Potter, right? If you were J.K. Rowling’s editor, what would you advise her to write as an alternate epilogue?


A: Even though I don’t like the epilogue, I probably won’t tell her to change much about it. It is her brain-child after all, and I may not know much but I know artists are very sensitive about their work. I am, however, her editor, so I’d probably give a few comments and ask a few questions that would make her think twice about putting anything in pen and ink forever. I won’t tell her to do anything, but I’ll make sure she’ll do something on her own accord.



Q: What kind of part-time job would you want?


A: I’d really like to be a student assistant. Or a waitress. Or a jeepney driver (originally, I wanted to drive buses, but I realized they were too big). Just nothing concerning a desk and paper. I’d really want to do something with my hands.




Q: According to Charles Schulz, “Life is like a ten-speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.” If that were true, what are your unused gears and why aren’t you using them?


A: Most probably, my cross stitch skills. I’ve been trying so hard to follow cross stitch patterns but I just can’t get them right!? But seriously? I think I’m not using my Math skills very well. My aptitude exams insist that I am capable of doing quite well in the subject but most of my achievement tests prove otherwise. I think I just have a poor foundation in Math.

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