Empty Cabinets, Uncovered Bed and the Remnants of My Corner

Empty Cabinets, Uncovered Bed and the Remnants of My Corner

There comes a point in our lives when we have to leave places that have become our comfort zones. Graduating from college entails the inevitable process of moving out of the place that has been my home for the past five years. It took me a bit longer to move out than expected. There were too many things (clutter) to transfer and I just finished procuring the first set of furniture for the place I’m moving into. But perhaps a part of me just wanted to hang on for a bit longer.

Earlier today, I peeped out the window from S207 and gazed at how beautiful the sunrise was; how the rays extended and brightened the room. That would probably be the last time I’d get to do that. I did not take a photo just to keep the image in my mind. 🙂

After my review classes, I rushed back to the dorm to finish packing the things I still had in the dorm. As I was packing I realized that some of the post-its on my cork board have been there for more than a year. There were even posts from my former roommates (Noreen, Gem and Joey). I segregated things for the last time and pushed myself to let go of unnecessary clutter.

I wanted to bequeath some of my things to some people who have made my dorm life memorable. 😉 But due to the rush packing I did these past few days, I only managed to give out three items earlier today. I have some stuff in the condo that I intended to give to other DMC members and foster siblings. It was hard to let go of the things that I gave because they had some sentimental value. But giving away that box from Paris, that Panda nanoblock toy and the “No One Messes with the Family” ARSA lanyard was a part of the process of moving on. To whoever got these items, please take care of them. :>

As I leave the room, I took a last look and took a snapshot of my little corner in UDS 207. I would miss being woken up by the sunlight. I would miss hearing recurring alarms from roommates’ alarm clocks and phones. I would miss seeing familiar places along the hallways. I would miss the random tambay session at the lobby. I would miss the late night walks and milk tea time in Katipunan. I would miss the place I have called my home.

But my corner now is empty — just like how it was when I moved in during my sophomore year. What’s left are empty cabinets, uncovered beds and I take with me all the memories, experiences, “life lessons,” and friendships that were built within the premises for these residence halls.

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Filling the Bare Space

Filling the Bare Space

Today marks the finality of the need for me to move on with life after college. I had to finish packing all my clothes and books. When I arrived in Manila in 2009, all my things could fit in the Samsonite luggage I brought along. But earlier today, I saw that it took 2 luggages, 3 boxes and 2 bags to contain the most of the things I have in the dorm. I can’t believe the number of books I have accumulated during my stay in the Ateneo (both text books and fiction). As I was putting my clothes in the luggage, each piece told a story. I remember occasions when I wore them. I saw the org shirts I was able to collect over the years, especially ARSA shirts (OrSem, ARSAFest, IAC, etc.). I still have a few things here in the dorm with me but I was already able to bring most of my stuff to Ninang Bevs’ condo with the help of Manong Pete. (Thanks, France and Kurt for helping me load my stuff to the car!)

I also explored the area in Paco, Manila (near Paco Market) to procure some necessary furniture (i.e. bed, table, chair, etc.). For the first time, I get to decide on what furniture to get and create my personal space. I am not good in interior design but I did try to picture out in my mind how I wanted my new “home” to feel and look. After consulting my mom regarding which furniture to procure first (and a tiring walk to canvass), I was able to decide to get a sofa bed, a study table, a swivel chair and a couch. The couch is set to be delivered tomorrow.

P.S. Since the walls are painted white, I am considered a black and red ensemble for the furniture. But since the store only had a chocolate colored study table, that would have to do. Budget constrains, too. Practicality over aesthetics.

Ramblings, Scramblings and the thought of Happiness

It is always at the start of the year when the feeling of uncertainty is heightened. At the same time, a sense of hope overwhelms us thinking about the possibilities that could occur. We are all pumped up to make the world a better place. We start listing things that we want to do with our lives and with these lists we create a mold that would perfectly shape a version (insert age here) of ourselves.

I am heeding a friend’s advice for this year. Through that number game on Twitter, a friend told me to “find happiness in being ordinary.” The thought has been lingering in my mind ever since. A lot of us want fame and fortune that we forget how nice it is to be ordinary. We could wallow in a space where we could go unnoticed, out of sight from the scrutiny of other people. But I guess that was not my friend meant. I wanted to ask my friend what he meant exactly. It is possible that I could be over analyzing things. But then again, there is no harm in provoking the mind to think some more. I guess being ordinary is getting rid of that spotlight. It is a matter of freeing one’s self from the selfishness that’s been nesting on the inside. It is acknowledging that the world does not revolve me and being okay with it.

But for me it must not stop in finding happiness in being ordinary. I must also learn to find happiness in things that are ordinary. There are things that go unnoticed if we don’t take a break from all the hustle and bustle. One of the things I learned to appreciate is the bliss of silence. Don’t get me wrong. I like to talk, I like to listen to music. But the silence allows me to think (about life and all its conundrums or about solutions for a bug in the code I am working on.) Another thing I have been doing more often is gazing at the moon and stars. We were on our way to church and I was in the back seat of the car. I stuck my head out the window and saw that the night sky was clear and stars glittered. To my amazement, I just blurted: “Wow!” (If my memory serves my right, my mom and sister were a little bit confused. Hahaha!) To a person whose sky is polluted by light, a clear sky with stars shining is a sight to behold. One thing I miss though is seeing the sunrise. I want to be a morning person but I’m failing miserably in trying to become one.

The talk about ordinary things reminds me  a Bosconian teaching — that we must also do ordinary things extraordinarily well.  In the process of finding happiness this year, I hope that we all go through what life has to offer. No rewinds, no fast forwards. No pause nor stop. We might find happiness in being ordinary in the ordinary. Let’s find happiness in being ordinary and in the ordinary but let’s do ordinary things extraordinarily well.

Cheers to chasing happiness and dreams this year!

The view from my dorm room’s window as I the sun rises. ❤

P.S.

I came across this 30-Day Challenge called Zero to Hero. The first post should be an introduction about me but in line of being hopeful I ended up writing an introduction to a facet of the person who I want to be. Also, if you are interested in keeping a blog the Zero to Hero is a good way to get you started 🙂

Aichi’s Adventures (and Misadventures) 2013

Inspired by the short video that Krystal made for our Binondo Trip, I wanted to come up with a simple montage of the moments and the people that made 2013 a great year. 😀 Pardon me for the my lack of skill in video and audio editing. I tried to make this in just an hour or two (as part of taking my mind of the MATLAB code I am working on). I also told myself not to post this unless I have a substantial progress for the MATLAB program I was working on.

How about you? How was your 2013?

Disclaimer: If there are events that do not appear in the montage, I may not have the pics on my laptop or the “2013” folder I screened.

The video features the following (in order):

  • New year pics with family
  • Pig out session with Mico and Verlyn
  • Reunion with cousins, Janelle and Ms. Dumaguete (Kaye)
  • World of Fun and lunch with HS friends (Jboy, Lord Louis, Greg, Geo and Benjamin)
  • TEDxADMU with Janiz
  • First Binondo trip with Coleen, Jun, Steve, Romell and Jan
  • Life of Pi movie night in Eastwood with Angela
  • A random shot of me while Sir TJ was discussing about Optics (c/o Carlo)
  • ARSAFEST 2013 with Janiz, Angela and Khalid
  • Golden Times at Shangri-La with Angela
  • DMC Valentines event
  • Theology 151 group project with Angela, Pat, Anika and Lucy
  • Random KFC moment with Benjz and Enzo (I think Angela was the one who took the photo.)
  • Batangas outing with ARSA Batchmates (a.k.a the weekend I decided to somehow give up on TCOM 122 and have a YOLO moment instead)
  • Blue Rose 2013 (Oh hello, China boy!)
  • First day of work in PLDT with Jess and Maeka
  • MVP Olympics Opening
  • Go Green in the City (GGitC) Philippines
  • Birthday treat for Ma’am Reese
  • PLDT Summer Camp Team Building at Camp Explore
  • Close up Summer Solstice with Angela and Jordz
  • Dinner date with Coleen, Dea and Larz
  • Adventures in NLEX with PLDT Student Campers
  • France’s birthday “surprise” (He surprised us with doughnuts.)
  • GGitC – East Asia and Room 804 moments in Jakarta
  • Food trip with Angela, Nicko and Enzo at Ramen Oh
  • Birthday surprise for Angela
  • PLDT Summer Camp Graduation
  • Summer in Dumaguete which includes trips to the beach with family, random moments with the sisters, food trip with family and friends, pig out session with Mico and Verlyn and KTV with Adrian and Mommy A
  • ARSA OrSem 2013: Unleashed
  • Paris adventures during the Schneider Electrics’s GGitC Global Challenge
  • Birthday dinner with Angela in Eastwood
  • Baguio Weekend with Boat 2
  • ADHOC with France, Jojee and Luigi
  • Two-week internship in Nara Institute of Science and Technology in Japan
  •  Long overdue meet up with childhood friend Kasoy a.k.a Humba
  • Book sale adventure at BGC
  • Dinner in Serendra and trip to Resorts World with mom
  • Random meet up with Aids in SM Aura
  • Late night with ARSA Chorale playing Love Bird :))
  • My Thai, Rue Bourbon Catching fire @ Eastwood with Nath, Anna, Likha and Mykee
  • The Soprano 2 girls with Diana and Patricia
  • Blue Harmonies 2013 with ARSA Chorale ❤
  • Frozen and Christmas vibes in Gateway with Kurt, Kuya Francis, Jojee, Sarah H., Krystal and Aliza
  • Star gazing while Geminids were visible
  • ECE ’14 Christmas Dinner
  • High school mini reunion
  • Christmas 2013 with family in Dumaguete ❤

My grandma taught me…

I fondly called my grandma, Mama Ko. It comes from Mama Dako which literally means Big Mama. (Although she wasn’t big.) It was my grandma who named me Alyssa. (My mom wanted to call me Joanna.) We would have been celebrating my grandmother’s birthday yesterday, if she was still with us. This post is in memory of my grandma who taught me to appreciate a number of things I take interest in until now — books & travelling.

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Mama Ko taught me the value of travelling in her own little ways. She used to bring me along in her trips to Cebu and Manila. My summers were never dull because of those trips. I enjoyed shopping for clothes in a shop called Red Circle. But above all, I just loved being in another city. I enjoyed the boat and plane rides to the unfamiliar cities.

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I remember tagging along with her to Tagaytay and see the Taal Volcano. A vague memory is still with me of the time I saw dolphins while on board a ship to Cagayan de Oro.

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I even got my passport at a very young age because she brought me, my mom and Mama Des to Hong Kong in the summer of 1998.

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The following summer we traveled to Bangkok, Thailand. I was with Mama Ko, Mama and Tita Christine in Bangkok. I remember crying and having a fit just because I couldn’t ride the elephants. Hahaha! I really did like to ride that elephant. So, I rode a wooden elephant in Singapore Zoo more than a decade after. :))) But that’s beside my point.

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Summer of 2000 was the last summer I had with my grandma. That summer, my mom and my grandma allowed me to join a book seminar that was hosted in National Book Store, Shangri-la. They let me be part of the Book Circle Club, a sort of club for kids who are supposed to like reading books. I don’t recall much of the book seminar. But I remember my mom and grandma buying me new storybooks – Strega Nona and Sylvester and the Magic Pebble. That summer they also got me my very first novel – Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.

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I really don’t think I got my interest in books from me mom. (Sorry, Ma! Hahahaha!) I remember my mom dozing off after reading a few pages of the first book of the Harry Potter series. On the other hand, I remember my grandma reading monthly issues of Reader’s Digest.

I was blessed to have a grandmother who took me to different places, sparked that enthusiasm for travelling and taught me to appreciate reading books.  😀