
I hope I'm not making noses bleed here... :)



To start off, my favorite Waray word is “ambot”, which means “ewan” in Tagalog. Having two Waray friends as my closest friends in college didn’t help me much in learning the language. Not that I’m not interested or anything. It’s just that we always talk pretty much in the same language, either English or Tagalog. And so, sad to say, “ambot” is the only Waray word injected to my vocab.
In contrast, having an almost 4-month vacation in Austria and being able to mingle with people of different nationalities there, I’ve learned quite a few of the basic phrases in various languages aside from German.
TURKISH
Nasılsın? How are you?
Iyi. I’m good./I’m fine.
Para yok No money
küçük small
büyük big
SERBIAN
Dobar dan! Good day.
Kako si? How are you?
Dobro. I’m good./I’m fine.
Šta radiš? What are you doing?
ALBANIAN
Mirëdita! Good day.
Si je? How are you?
Mirë. I’m good./I’m fine.
Faleminderit. Thank you.
Baklava — My classmates often mention this in class. I’ve known this as a kind of sweet/pastry but I never got to see nor taste it.
DISCLAIMER: I am only writing according to what I remember having learned from my classmates. Ergo, I am uncertain as to the accuracy of the aforementioned words and letters/characters and their corresponding translation. :)
It puzzles me how I get weirder everyday. Like how I looked like I got my dream job as I went out of the Marine Science Institute building today — teary-eyed, smiling face and all. Man, I know it’s nuts but I was really elated a while back after my meeting with Ma’am Gisela. Totally unexpected that it turned out perfect, just not the way I imagined it would be. And soooooo, I am soooooo freeeee!…Oh, and jobless, by the way. :D
My back…my shoulders…my arms…my neck! Shouldn’t have practiced playing the violin that seriously. I didn’t push myself that hard, did I? See, I’m trying to play it perfectly but I ain’t perfect. Sadness. If not for my aching body parts, I would have played for an hour more or so. Good luck to tomorrow’s class!
Plus, I’m sick. Blame it on rainy days. This better be not THE virus that’s H1N1! I’m crossing my fingers…
Just what is it with me?! After all my melodramatic overanalysis of things, crossing Rubicons and stuff, I ended up chickening out in the end. Booooo! Loser. I’m guilty as charged!
After 3 days at work, I decided to pull the plug. As to why I did it? It simply does not suit me and feels like I’d not be happy doing that job for a year. Maybe I can’t put up with the challenge of a project as big as it is or maybe the people, heck. Anyway, I know that in the future I’d be sorry I turned it down. I’ve had my dose of wasted chances. As a matter of fact, thinking about the past year, I realized how unthinkably I’ve passed up several opportunities. However, I’m more attached to the present than neither the past nor the future.
It’s actually hurting me that I can’t think of anything at all that I really want so bad in life. I came across this article that says,
True satisfaction comes from doing what you know you were created to do.But the question lies on what am I really created to do. Still need to do some soul searching.